"The Patakis"
Written by Renae Aurora.
Ch.2
"Loathing"
Prologue
The moment Helga entered her new home to be, she was plotting new and interesting ways to kill her beloved sister.
Hmmm that statue's axe could serve it's purpose soon. . . . .
But nothing NOTHING! Could have prepared her for what was coming next.
Helga entered the great hall of her new and exciting school, "Shiz Kathedra" Which to Helga was just another polite way of saying Shity Cathedral. Helga couldn't help gawking at all the beautiful yet monestrous gargoyles lining the walls of the mile long hallway she was in. To Helga's ultimate pleasure, Olga seemed not to like these soul piercing, evil smiling gargoyles, for she gave a shriek at one to her right. Helga was all smiles until she had to be checked in and assigned to a room. It wasn't exactly the room, but the roommate that bothered her. She had never had to share a room and didn't have high hopes for it now. She groaned internally hating herself and everyone around her. She climbed many steps and walked through many hallways until she finally reached the door to her bedroom.
Bursting through the door with a large kick, Helga exploded into the room with a large and ugly scowl. She gasped when she saw her roommate. The small girl sitting on a bed with her back to Helga, turned her head around with a terrified look. Evidently the large outburst had given her quite a shock. The blue eyed girl tilted her head to one side and smiled warmly at Helga. Helga marched to the opposite side of the room without so much as a second glance. Jealousy of the girls pure and innocent beauty shot through her cruelly. The smile, though sweet was now an evil mocking sneer in Helga's mind. People like that shouldn't be aloud to exist!
Like an echo, the girl across the room thought the exact same thing of Helga, although in a different way. She thought Helga the most hideous creature she ever had the displeasure of laying eyes upon and when Helga turned her back to the girl she cringed back and suppressed a gaging noise. You see the girl thought this way because she was so fond of beautiful things and loved everything that was beautiful including herself, so it was only logical that she would think quite the opposite of something she deemed ugly, and took to not liking Helga at once.
Helga almost screamed out loud as the beautiful girl appeared behind her asking sweetly what Helga's name might be.
Helga swung around annoyed. She glared down at the girl. Without an answer from Helga the girl with straight brown hair asked another question. "Have you gotten you're school uniform yet?"
Without an answer yet again, the girl continued. "I must say I'm quite fond of my own." the girls voice suddenly switched from happy to worried. "Oh no! Your not to poor to bye the uniform are you!?"
Helga's lip curled in disgust. "Leave me alone." Helga said turning around.
Creepy insane psycho! Quick! Where's a pen!? Helga looked around the room furiously must write to phoebe and tell her!
"AHA!"
The beautiful girl with who Helga now decided smelled strangely of ginger, looked at her with distaste, then she smiled so brightly it sickened Helga to the point of nausea.
"Oh you pour thing! Didn't you know that it's a sure sign of insanity If you talk to yourself?"
Without another seconds hesitation Helga walked straight up to the smiling girl and slugged her across that pretty little face. The girl flew backward on to the ground, she sat up holding her swollen cheek. She looked up at Helga with shock. She then made for the door with the loudest, ear splitting screech anyone had ever heard. Helga chased her to the door, but couldn't grab her in time, the next second the girl was running down the mile long hall way screaming bloody murder!
Helga pocked her head out of her door, then stepped out of her room standing in the middle of the hallway hands on hips looking triumphant.
"Been holden that in all day." she stated.
Just then one of the doors in the hallway swung open and a boy with a tooth brush in his mouth stepped out with a loud, "I say! Was that Angeler!? Bout time somebody did somethin!"
The boy took the tooth brush out of his mouth, and looked at Helga with huge brown eyes.
"You was it?" he asked.
"Yeah? What of it?" Helga challenged.
The boy rushed at her shaking her hand. "BY JOE! YOU REALLY DID A NUMBA ON ER! I NEVA HE'D SUCH SCREAMIN! Good Job!"
Helga stared at her accuser with a bewildered expression, she hadn't thought, that when she'd punched that vixen she would be being praised for it. The boy was obviously English by his accent, but he was rather cute. Brown messy hair, brown eyes, tooth paste foam on his mouth. Not bad she thought smirking.
That's when everyone else's doors swung open and the rest of the people stepped out all with shocked expressions. The boy looked sheepish for a moment then jumped away from Helga with utter shock and an appalled expression. He then yelled "I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! HOW SHAMEFUL!" the boy then scooted away into the crowd. Helga stood there with no clue. That's when Helga sensed it. Someone standing behind her. (A Teacher)
After Helga finally got out of the principals office (and that corner) she was told to go strait to her room, unpack, and go to sleep without any dinner at all. "Yeah right! I'm eating something later tonight If it kills me!" Helga reached her room and walked in, she gathered her things and unpacked them, once that was over she threw herself on her bed and laid there like a lump. Seconds later Angela (her roommate) came in with the nurse.
"Now take care and stay away from that creature!" obviously the nurse hadn't seen Helga or she wouldn't have said such a thing. Angela gathered her things and the nurse left the room. Angela glared daggers at Helga. Her eyes that were once so fully of gay laughter, were now filled with gay hatred. Helga raised an eyebrow in a challenging way and the girl left the room. Once again Helga was left alone.
and that's the way she liked it. Even if the brat was coming back soon.
"Well!" Helga said with a start "time to write to pheebs!"
"And then she punched ME!" Angela cried removing the ice on her face for all to see.
"How horrible! That ugly witch!" one girl screamed jumping on the bed next to Angela throwing her arms around her tightly.
"You must have been utterly terrified!" said another.
"What a beast!" said the girl on the bed. Angela threw her hands over her face and pretended to cry.
The whole room was filled with girls all offering there sympathy. Although the girls offered it they did not feel it, in fact some of them were quite glad she had gotten hurt. They were all terribly jealous of Angela and wished they could be as beautiful and talented as she. No one dared be mean to Angela because she was so perfect and so kind, none of them could bring themselves to be cruel to her. So instead they all wished that she would like them, and wanted to be her friend. Such is the way all girls are.
Angela stopped crying and told them all that she was fine and she wished to rest now. Angela then left the room feeling she had gotten all the comfort she needed. Angela came back to her room to find Helga gone. So she picked up a pen and began to write.
BANG!
Angela rolled her eyes I spoke too soon. . . Helga came crashing out of the closet and on to the floor with a thud.
"What were you doing in there anyway?" Helga glared and Angela turned away with "fine!"
Stupid Prep! Obviously that punch didn't upset her as much as she let on or she wouldn't be talking to me like that. Helga had been in the closet looking for her writing paper, because she had accidentally put it away when she had unpacked earlier.
Helga sat down at her own night stand and also began to write.
The next part is a little difficult to understand so here is what is going on. Helga and Angela are writing to people. It will switch back and forth so you can see what the are writing. Helga's looks like this dear pheebs and Angela's looks like this Dearest darlingest momsie and this for you see is both of them writing the same thing.
Dearest darlingest Momsie and Popsical,
Dear Pheebs,
There's been some confusion over rooming here at shiz, but of course, I'll rise above it.
There's been some bizzare twist of fate.
For you see, my room-mate is
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar, and altogether quite impossible to describe.
A bitch.
(The rest is them talking to themselves in there heads while they pretend to be writing to someone.)
What is this feeling?
So sudden and new?
felt it the moment
I laid eyes on you.
My pulse is rushing!
My head is reeling!
My face is flushing!
What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame,
Does it have a name?
Yes! Loathing.
Unadulterated loathing
For your face
Your voice
Your clothing
Let's just say
I loathe it all!
Every little trait, however small makes my very flesh begin to crawl with simple utter loathing,
there's a strange exhilaration in such total detestation.
It's so pure so strong!
Though I do admit it came on fast.
Still I do believe that it can last.
And I will be loathing you my whole life long!
"Well these things are sent to try us!" Angela said.
"Well, I guess I'll have to break her arm."
"UH!" Angela stared at Helga in pure shock.
"Oops! Did I say that out loud?"
I hope it's a little more slowwwwww.w..w.w.w.w.w.w Hmmmmmm? I dont really like this chapter. maybe I'll just sack the whole Kit and Caboodle. then again I don't know. well thanks to all those who reviewed.