Broke My Heart

I was laying there on my bed when the alarm rang. I groaned loudly before covering my ears with the pillow and rolled onto the other side. Like an annoying person the alarm won't stop and kept going. 

Stop it. Stop it! STOP THIS LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT CALLED THE ALARM CLOCK! It's annoying the hell out of me.

I wanted to cry. I almost did because of frustration. Can't a person get some sleep? I legit slept at three in the morning for god's sake! 

But being an 'alarm clock' it continued ringing until I was not taking it anymore.

Frustratedly, I kicked my legs making the covers fall off of me and turning to the side I got up....Imagining I was strangling the alarm I slapped it to quiet down.

 Damn you! I grumbled at the alarm clock. 

After thirty

Looking beautiful. I sure will be a good sight to look at today.

I settled for a black tank top and a pair of jeans with white canvas. I ran my hands through my black hair. I wasn't sure whether to leave them open or tie them up. Glancing at the time I cursed, "Shit." And left them open.

Who cares? It's not like I'm going for some fashion parade.

I hurried down the stairs, there in the kitchen I could see my mother's back turned to me as she hummed a song to herself while preparing breakfast. I smiled to myself.

I love her. I love my father. Heck, I love them! I love my parents so much. And the fact that they were still in love as much as they first met is the only thing making me believe in true love. And I've considered myself lucky to have them. While many of the people I've come across have had a broken family. I didn't and it was like a blessing to me.

Look at me standing here and admiring my love for my parents when seconds ago I was panicking because I running late. Which reminds me...I was running late!

I ran to my mom kissing her on the cheek while I grabbed the toast she just took out.

"It's hot Amelia." She warned me.

But it was too late already. I was already making the toast dance between my two hands.

"I'll get late mom. I am late already. I'll get going." I again kissed her on the cheek as she smiled at me. Her brown eyes sparkling.

"I'll see you after school." I yelled as I ran to the the main door.

Before stepping out I heard my mom replying, "You better get in time from school! Also take care of yourself! Don't forget to tell Anna and Stace that I said 'hi'."

I rolled my eyes with a small smile on my face before taking off running towards the school which wasn't that far. But far enough to make me late.

***

I entered the school almost panting hard. I bent down with my hands on my knees and took deep breaths.

Lifting my hand up I glanced at the time and sighed in relief. I was as usual in school exactly in time. Never in my sixteen years of life had I been late for anything. I like to be punctual. No matter where I go it's something I always abide by and maybe that's the reason why I have only two best friends, Anna and stacey.

"Miaaaaa." Anna and Stacey shouted from across the hallway excitedly. A huge grin spread across my face as I waved my hands at them.

The both of them ran towards me and before I could open my mouth to say anything else to them they shut me up.

"Listen to us... We have something very important to tell you." They squealed in my ears. Putting my hands on my ears I smiled at them.

Sometimes both of them behave just like kids making me believe that I was the only mature and sane person in the group.

"And what is that important thing?"

"There is this new boy in schoo..."

Before Anna could finish her sentence I put my hand on her mouth shutting her up.

"Mmh...mmh!" Anna mumbled.

"You are going to shut up if that 'something important to tell' is about a new boy in school."

And that's the only reason why I disliked them.

"Mmh...mmh!" Anna mumbled again.

I took my hand back allowing her to speak.

"What's your problem? No wait, let me rephrase it...what's your problem with boys?" Stace asked me.

I started walking with them walking on either side of me.

"I don't have any problem with boys, I have problem with 'I want some special treatment' kind of boys, and I don't have a problem, I hate them." I spat.

While talking, I bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry," I appologised but when I saw a boy there in front of me and a whole bunch of students behind him, I mumbled "or not." He raised his left eyebrow while smirking.

Okay now, This is the reality of life. You get what you hate the most. Just like this moment. Not just a minute ago I cursed boys of his kind and here I am standing in front of one.

"What? Is there something written on my face?" I asked frustrated.

"No." He said still looking amused

"Then why are you still looking at me. Take a move on. Come on, go."

"Hi, my name is Damien." his blue eyes twinkled.

I stared at him dumbfounded, "So? What am I supposed to do? For all I care your name could be pig and I still won't give a shit."

"Feisty...huh?" He smirked before standing straight, "But it's basic etiquette to tell your name when someone tell theirs."

"Is it? Then I'm sorry but does telling your name without even asking fall under basic ettiquette?"

"Okay.." he laughed "It's just that I wanted to know your name. That's it."

"That's it? Seriously?" I was litterally fuming right now. 

"Okay chill Amelia... I think we should keep moving, I'm sure the class is about to begin." Stace said taking me by my arm and almost dragging me away, "You don't make it too obvious when you hate someone!" She whisper yelled at me.

"Yeah sure." I said moving towards my locker. I was more than happy coming out from there.

Stace and Anna moved to their locker to get their books while I took out mine.

Shutting the locker I sighed before turning towards my left. I came face to face with electric blue eyes. My breathing hitched.

Damien.

"What are you doing here?" I rolled my eyes.

"Chill Amelia." he said.

"Why should I chi-... wait wha-...how do you know my name?! I don't remember telling you." I squinted my eyes at him.

"Well I heard it while those two girls," he said pointing out Anna and stace "asked you to leave. Must admit, nice name."

"Those two girls are Anna and Stacey." I sighed, "Why don't you leave me alone? Why are you following me?"

"Woah! Take a break girl. I'm not following you. I am here to take my books for my first class." he winked at me.

I turn my gaze towards the locker beside me and sure enough Damien had it open with his hands searching for his books.

This can't happen. I wanna cry. Among the whole school. The locker had to be given to Damien?

I hate my life!

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