Yet...another...fucking...story. These ideas keep coming up out of nowhere and I just can't hold them in anymore. There are like sixteen ideas floating into my mind and they are taking up a lot of space and I need to get them out of my head. So enjoy another one.

P.S. This will be my first story in first person. Hope it doesn't suck.

"Romeo, we have known each other for our whole lives, and I know that this is so sudden, but I just wanted you to know that...I love you. I loved you the moment I met you...and I just really want you to accept my feelings..."

"...Are you kidding me? You think that I would love someone as ugly and annoying as you? Get lost, you dork"

"But...I love you-"

"Listen, I don't want you...I will never want a ugly bitch like you, okay? And I thought I told you that I have a girlfriend. And I will love her and not you. You said that you needed me for something important. This was just a waste of my time,"

Then he walked away. That day tour me apart. That one I loved for my entire life..turned me down without a second thought. I should have known he wouldn't accept me. He only liked girls for their good look or their body and sex. I knew that I was not the best looking girl at the club and I knew that my body was not like the curviest. I should have known that that relationship would not have worked. I was only thirteen at the time. I should not have known what love was.

So...I moved as far away from him as I could. I never wanted to look at him again. I just couldn't face him the next time I saw him. I moved to Miami, Florida to get away from the drama of the Texas devil. Yes...I'm talking about Romeo Salivon. I hate him til this day. I never want to see him again. And if I do see him, he will get what he deserves.

"UGH! What is that horrifying sound? Turn it off!" I said as I covered my ears and slowly arose from my bed. Suddenly my door opens. "Time to get up, Buttercup, or you'll be late for your first day of being a Senior," it was my mom. I slowly started to lean back on my bed and put a pillow on my face.

"They can wait ten more minutes," I said as I began to fall back asleep. Then I heard footsteps walking toward me, and suddenly my blanket was snatched right put of my hands. "Get up or I'm breaking your skateboard!"

"Alright, alright. I'm up. Geez," my mom smiled sweetly at me and put my covers down. "Great. Breakfast is on the table, and please take a shower," then she walked out. I groaned and got up. She could be a pain in the ass sometimes. Oh, right, I guess I should introduce myself, but that would be too much work. Whatever, I'll do it. Stop complaining.

Sup, my name is Kai McQuire. My really name is Infinity, but I decided to change it because it reminded me of my past. I have ravenette purple hair and emerald green eyes. My hair falls down to my mid back and I am currently 17 years old. My birthday is on November 12, so that makes me a Scorpio, and I am an only child. I live with my mom, two cats, and a dog. I go to Midway Path High School and, as you should know by now and if not then you're a dumbass, I'm a Senior. I am a little shorter than average height and I run track and play soccer. (Body shape: very slim waist, wide hips, B cup. Just like that pink power ranger from Power Rangers Ninja Steel. Look her up.)

I grabbed the first outfit I could find and headed to to bathroom with my towel. I don't dress to empress anyone. I barely dress up for special events. And I DEFIANTLY don't wear dresses. Try to put me in a dress and see if you not in the hospital two seconds later. I guess you could say that I am a tomboy.

I dragged my feet to the bathroom and slammed the door. I picked up my tooth brush, toothpaste, and began brushing my teeth. When I was done with that, I turned on the shower and got in it. When I was done with my shower, I began to get dressed.

The outfit that I randomly picked up was a lime green short shoulderless shirt and light blue jeans with all white Jordans. See, very simple. I put on some smell good lotion and some perfume(tell anyone I wear perfume, I will knock you into the next two years). I opened the cabinet in the mirror and took out a black wrist band. I rarely keep my hair down, so I put it in a messy, mid ponytail. Then I grabbed my black Nike cap and put my ponytail through the middle hole in the back.

I may be a tomboy, but that doesn't take away my right to wear earrings and lipgloss. I have a second piercing in both my ears, so I put one big diamond earring in my first piercing and a small diamond earring in my second piercing. I also do wear lipgloss, but it it always going to be clear. I don't do red and black lipstick. That is too much for me. I put my CLEAR lipgloss on and looked at myself in the mirror. There was one thing that was missing. I raised my hand and pulled down my hair to form a bang. Now I was ready to go to school. Simple and easy.

I went back in my room and grabbed my tiny black bookbag that holds my skateborad and my phone from my bed. I walked down to the kitchen...but...I...didn't...see...any...food. "Mom," I said really slowly and stared at her. "Where is the food?" she looked up from the book she was reading and smiled. "I don't know what you are talking about, honey,"

"You said that breakfast was on the table,"

"Oh, right. Sorry I just said that to get you out of bed. And it worked, look at that," she stared laughing. She...used my weakness...against me? That sneaky-

"Better hurry up and get to school before you're late," then she began sipping her tea and reading her book again. I tensed up. I can't believe I felt for that. Should have known. She never makes breakfast. I kept my temper in and waved to her. "Have a great first day," she said and smiled once more. I forced a smile on my face and slowly walked out the door. Right when I closed it...I screamed.

When I was done screaming, I looked up and the neighbor across the street was staring at me. He was watering his flowers. I awkwardly waved at him, but he just stared at me. Alright, so he's not gonna stop. Guess I'm gonna have to make him. "STOP STARING AT ME BEFORE I CALL THE POLICE FOR SEXUAL HARASSMENT FROM AN OLD MAN TOWARD A TEENAGE GIRL!" I shouted. He jerked backwards and quickly turned away from me. He continued watering his plants. I smirked and got on my skateboard, riding it to school.

This school never changes. It looks and smells the same. Like a dumpster. I had to plug my nose to get through the front door. But, I was amazed with what I saw inside. They completely redecorated the place. They repainted, fixed the roof and bathrooms(thank god),and it smells better inside than out. Thank god for that, too.

I picked my skateboard up and put it in my little backpack. Then I looked around. Almost everyone that was here last year stayed. There weren't a lot of new kids here. Then suddenly this one particular boy catch my attention. He was looking right at me, studying me. For some unknown reason, he look really familiar to me. We may have bumped into each other once or twice before.

He wouldn't take his eyes off me. This is the longest a guy has ever stared at me. I caught myself staring back at him. I never stare at a guy. I only do if they are doing something dumb. Suddenly, I felt myself being shock. "Bubblebutt, WAKE UP!" UGH! Brute you little shi-...wait, did she just call me Bubblebutt? "What did you just call me?"

"Bubblebutt. Why?"

"Exactly my question. Why?"

"Answer that question for youself, Bubblebutt," Okay, so I will admit that I have been told by a lot of people that I have a big butt. Okay, so I will also admit that I have looked at myself in the mirror and saw that it poked out a little bit. I personally don't think its big at all. Its just a little wide. That also doesn't give you the right to call me "Bubblebutt" when my nickname is "Buttercup".

I just gave her one of my "Shut the fuck up" looks. She understood what it meant and changed the subject. "Looks like they changed the school up a lot over the summer," she stated as we started walking through the hallway toward the auditorium. So, you may have noticed the Brute was the only person that walked up to me and talked. Well, that's because she is my only and truly real friend. I know it makes me sound weird and anti-social, which I am, but I would rather have one real friend that ten hang out friends, if you know that I mean. I'm also not very popular around the school. As a matter a fact, I'm just very well known. Like people will know my name and face if I walk past them, but they wouldn't actually know ME. Like, me, me. They would say hi and I would say it back, but then it's like they disappear for the rest of the day.

I met Brute when I moved to Miami. About four years ago. We met in the beach. I decided to walk along side the shoreline because I'm not a big fan of swimming. I barely go. Anyway, she was looking for her little brother. I still don't understand how you lose a nine year old on the beach. She looked devastated, so I helped her out and we found him in a big hole in the sand, which he probably dug himself. He hit on me and she smacked the shit out of him. She thanked me and we began talking. At first I wasn't so sure about her because, well, she lost a human being, but after meeting her a couple more times, I began to warm up to her. It got to the point where I could tell her anything. So, I told her about the Texas Devil. After that we began to hang out more and eventually became best friends.

Brute has greenish black hair and line green eyes. She has a peppy pixie haircut, but she is still pretty in my opinion. She is about my height, but she has more bust than me. In a little salty about that, but at least I can run without my ladies bouncing with me. She has a curvy body and a little bit of muscles. She has these tiny freckles on her face that make her look like a child, but again, she's still pretty. She is wearing a plain black hoodie with white pants, a black bonnie, and black boots. She expanded her piercing, so she had these two big black earrings in her ears.

We made our way to the auditorium. There wasn't that many people in there, probably because every one was checking out their new classes. I don't have to do that because I checked mine out online. We sat in the mid back where you can hardly see us. This happens every year. The principle comes up on stage and gives a speech about how great the year would be and how "excited" he is about having us for another school years. Fan-fucking-tastic. Another half a year of my life...wasted. I always just fall asleep and wait until Brute wakes me up. We sat in the damn thing for like ten minutes and not even half the school was there. Typical.

Brute was texting one of her "really close boy friends," as I quote, Blake. She claims he's just a friend, but I ain't falling for that. I may have given up in love, but I know damn well I can set someone up. I met Blake a couple years after I met Brute. She introduced him to me and we went to go see a movie together. He mostly talked to her, so that's when I started shipping them. I even asked Blake if he liked her. He admitted that she was pretty and his type, but he never thought about going out with her. He said that they have been friends for a long time and them going out might make things awkward and ruin the relationship. I can understand that, so I let it go, but that didn't mean I was giving up on them.

I took a quick glance over at the door and I began seeing more people walk in. Great, now we can get this shit over with quickly. I took a look around the room. More seats began to be filled. That was my que to began falling asleep, but I spotted someone looking at me. He was sitting not too far from me. He was in the next section a couple a rows up. He was looking back at me. It was that guy that was looking at me in the hallway. I swear he looks so familiar. He would stop looking at me. I was beginning to feel ubcomfortable. Really uncomfortable. He beat his record of staring at me in the hallway. I began shifting in my seat. I think Brute noticed me because when I took a quick glance at her, she was looking at me weird.

"Bubblebutt, you okay?" she asked.

"First of all, my name is Buttercup,"

"I know,"

"Well fan-fucking-tastic. You want a cookie?" she rolled her eyes. "Anyway, what's wrong? You look pale,"

"Who? Me?"

"Nah, dip. Yes you. Who the fuck else am I talking to,"

"Nothing is wrong,"

"You sure?"

"Yeah I'm fine,"

"Whatever you say. You know you can tell me anything," She always finds a way to change my mind about things. It sucks.

"Fine. Some guy keeps staring at me-"

"WHAT! A GUY IS STARING AT YO-"

"Shut the fuck up! You don't want Europe to be able to hear you, do you?"

"Relax, its so loud in here I can barely hear myself. Now, tell me about this guy,"

"Well-"

"Come on,"

"Chill the fuck out,"

"Fine,"

"He's sitting over ther-" when I looked over there, he was gone. That so weird. There's no way he was able to get up that fast. "I don't see anybody," Brute comnented, but I ignored her. How was he an it to get up that fast. I only looked away for not even two seconds. Brute put her hand in my shoulder. "You're not going crazy...are you?" she asked like she was concerned for my health. I took another look at the seat that boy was sitting in. I gave up and sighed. "Maybe I was seeing things," I told her and liked away from his seat. "Yeah, should have known something like that wouldn't happen to you," she snickered and went back to texting Blake. I shoot her a look and she started laughing again. Whatever. I saw what I saw.

Fewer people began to walk in and the lights began go dim. Great. Now is my chance to get a nap in. A spotlight was shun on the stage and a over weight man walked across the stage. He tapped the microphone that was under the spotlight and cleared his throat. "Good morning, students. It is a pleasure to be able to speak in from of you again. I hope this year will be the year you all find yourselves and figure out what you want in life," he just stood up there and flapped his gums like people were actually paying attention to him. Its just sad. Then he started talking about things going on in the school this year. That was my que to let my eyelids shut. And they did.

For some reason it was harder for me to go to sleep this time. I kept opening my eyes and looking around the room. I feel like someone is watching me. Maybe I wasn't going crazy when I saw that boy looking at me. I looked over at his seat, but yet again he wasn't there. I looked over at Brute and she was already asleep. Lucky her. I got to admit, it was nice to be noticed by a boy for once, but it sucks to know that that boy was only in my head.

Ever since I got rejected by the Texas Devil I've given up on love. That was my once chance at love and he ruined it for me. Here's my advice to you. Never fall in love. You'll never get over it and you'll be broken for the rest of your life. I've learned from experience. Obviously. Ever since then I've sheltered myself from people. Boys in particular. Whenever someone confesses to me, I just reject them. I don't wanna get hurt anymore. My "reputation" spread around the school, so now I'm known as the "Mannizar," whatever that is. My guess it that I crush people's souls or hopes of being with me. After that got out, no boy has asked me out, and quite honestly, I really don't mind. Now my chances of getting hurt are less than 10%.

Suddenly, I felt my stomach growl. Great. Since mom didn't make breakfast this morning, I'm past my food curfew. Three hours without eating is a long time for me. So going to sleep for...what...eight hours and then one hour in school so far...that's nine hours without eating. I. Need. Food. NOW! So, I looked over at Brute and she was still asleep. I was sitting on the edge, so there was a walkway on the other side of my seat. I got up and walked quietly to the door that lead into the hallway. My stomach started making noises again. There is a vending machine in an alley inbetween the boys in girls bathroom. Its a little dark, but the light from the machine lights it up. I stood in front of it and took a dollar out of my pocket. Suddenly, I heard my name being called. But it wasn't Kai being called it was... "Infinity." I never told anyone what my real name was. Not even Brute.

I quickly turned around. No one was there. How could someone know my real name when I only talk to Brute? Whatever. Maybe I was hearing things, too. Maybe I am going crazy. See, this is why I need food. Being hungry messes with my brain. I turned back around and put my dollar in the slot. Then, I heard my name being called again. "Infinity." I shook it off and looked through the vending machine. What do I want? Oh...a snickers would be nice right now. Then, I felt a chill up my spine. I turned around again. I still feel like someone is watching me. I shook that feeling off again. I turned back around and punched in the number code for a snickers bar. I waited for the damn thing to finish. It took two years for it to even come out if its case.

The damn thing finally fell down to the opening. I was about to grab it until I felt something wrap around my waist. "Infinity," it was a guy's voice, and he sounds a lot like...the Texas Devil. Romeo Salivon it standing behind me. How the hell did he even get here? Did he...follow me to Miami? And if he did, why? I tried to get him off me, but he tightened his grip around my waist. Why was he doing this. He hates me. "I missed you," he said. No the fuck he didn't. All he ever wanted to do was spend the rest of his life with his girlfriend. He completely tossed me to the side.

"Why are you here?" I asked in a bitter tone. He has the nerve to blow me off and then come find me? I swear he's just a player. I escaped from his grip and turned around to face him. I tried to look angry, but I had forgotten how...ridiculously hot he was. He magical forest green eyes and pitch black spiky hair didn't even lose their shine. I forgotten what a dream it was to even look at hit face. Wait...what am I saying? I hate him. He rejected me. I shouldn't be this close to him at all. "What do you mean "why am I here?" he said in a low voice. "I came for you,"

"No you didn't," I shot back. How dare he say that. "He came for me?" yeah right. "Why did you follow me? I moved here to get away from you. You broke my heart and I may never be able to love again because of you. Now you have the nerve to come here and say you miss me? What happened to Morbucks? I thought you two were going to spend the rest if your lives together. Does she know you here?" he just stared at me. I wanted to punch him so bad, but he had me pinned down to the vending machine. I was about to start talking again, but I was pulled forward and he wrapped his arms around me again. Is this motherfucker really hugging me right now? "I made a huge mistake. I was so blinded by looks that I forgot that I had my girl right in front of me. I was a idiot to reject you like that. You're the most perfect girl I've ever seen in my entire life. I never want to let you get away ever again. I followed you here to win you back over. I knew deep down in my heart I wanted you. I just ignored the feeling and continued committing sins. I want you back. Please love me again,"

What a bunch of bolony. He doesn't really feel that way about me. He's only saying that because he's lonely and he need a girlfriend to save his reputation. I escaped from his grip again. "Bullshit! You followed me here because I had a glow up. You said I was that most ugliest girl you have ever seen in your entire life. You broke me. Now you cone here to-" I was stopped by him grabbing me and pulling me into another tight hug. "I made a mistake. I'm really sorry. Infinity...I love you-" Okay that was it. I pushed him off me and clutched my fist. When he began walking toward me, I swung it underhand and punched him right in the stomach. He grunted in pain. That's what he gets for breaking me and then trying to get with me. I turned around and grabbed my snickers. Right when I was about to turn back around, he got up and pinned me down to the vending machine. "I'm not losing you again," he said and hugged me from behind. He used to do this to other girls in front of me. If gives me a chill.

But, his hands were warm. They slightly went under my shirt and they were feeling on my stomach. He squeezed me really tight. "I want you to me mine again," he said. "Please let me love you," Why? Why now? Why ever? I want to be mad at him, but he makes it so hard. "I'll never hurt you again. I swear I will do better. I love you, Infinity. I mean it. Please, come back to me. Love me again. I'll treat you right. Please. I'm begging you," Bullshit. I'm not falling for any of it. He rejected me, so I'm returning the favor. "No. I will not continue loving you. First is all, you followed me here and that's creepy beyond level ten. Second, you tossed me to the side and then ask for forgiveness? Your a liar. A player. A cheater. And an asshole. I would never go out with a guy like you ever in my life," He hung his head on my shoulder. Friendzone reverse, bitch. I removed his hands from my waist and walked past him. He still has his head hung. Serves him right. Right when I was about to walk back into the hallway, he grabbed my wrist. I tried to get my hand back but he had a strong grip. Then, he pulled me forward. "I tried to give a choice to love me back, but you makes things so hard," he said, and stared deep into my eyes. "Looks like I have to make you," I was about to say something, but he leaned in to me and did the one thing I never thought he would do to me.