You told me that I should countinue this story. Well, here is the second chapter.

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*Afternoon*

We were on facultative chemistry lesson with my classmates and a few more people from other classes. We were working on a worksheet in groups of four. I was with Emma, Zane and Allan, my classmates.

- Rachel, would you rather...

- Allan, shut up! I know you don't care about your exams but I do. So please, focus on the task.

- She's just frustrated because she didn't get laid in the past weeks. - Zane laughed. I clipped his ears. I'm only 15, why shall I get laid?

- Why did I get this? - he asked on a little girl's voice.

- I hate morons... - I said in low voice - Allan, does fucking with my pencil case feel good? - I looked sharply on his hand which was playing with the zip of my pencil case.

- Fucking with you? That might feel so good! - he answered with a cocky smile.

- I do you a favor and pretend that I didn't hear what you said... - I told him menacingly.

- What? That fucking with you would be a great pleasure?

I had about enough of him making fun of me so I picked up my pencil and tried to prick his arm. But he caught my hand just in time to prevent it from piercing his wrist.

- You are so violent! This is caused by Judo! - Haha, I don't think so. - he was looking at my hand he was gripping so I got the chance and slapped him in the face.

- I told you. I'm not violent, you are just annoying me.

Emma was laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe. Allan finally released my hand. I sat back on my chair, my legs crossed, a slight smile on my face. Fighting with boys and knocking them out always made me forget about my problems for a while. Like now, about my confused feelings for Richard and the lack of feelings for Brad. I still wasn't over that.

As I was walking home after school, I felt my phone ring in my pocket.

- Who are you? - I asked but I could recognise the number.

- It's me, Allan.

- And what do you want?

- Rachel? I was supposed to call my dad. Sorry.

- From who do you have my number?

- You gave it three years ago. - yes, we were together then for about two weeks. I got sick to death and I 'broke up' with him.

- You're in luck. Now, don't waste my time. - I said harshly - Bye! - I broke the call before he could say a thing - He's an asshole... - I murmured to myself.

I arrived home a few minutes after Allan called. I threw my bag on my roomfloor and lopped down my bed. I turned on the radio, max volume, playing 'Mz Hyde'.

"I can be the bitch, I can play the whore, or your fairytale princess who could ask for more."

I got lost in my thoughts when I heard the song reach my favourite part.

"Good girl gone bad, my poison is my remedy..."

It perfectly fit me. This was one of the uncountable reasons I loved this song and Halestorm.

I was enjoying the music, now 'Daughters of Darkness', when my phone rang again.

- I hope it's not you again, Allan, or I'll have to kill you.

But it was someone else.

- Hello, Karen! - I greeted her.

- Hello Rachel! How are you? I miss you we must meet soon!

- Great thanks. And I miss you too. How are you?

- Fine. Have you decided what you feel for Brad? He told me that if you get together with him, he ows me a big.

- I decided and... Nothing. I mean, it's something, friendship, but never love.

- Why? You said that there might be something..

- I was shocked then. I thought about this a again and again and still think the same.

- Okay. Do you want me to tell him?

- Please. I'm not sure if I could tell him without hurting his feelings.

- It's OK. I will tell him gently.

- Thanks. - I smiled.

- It's so loud here so I can't hear you well. I will call you if I told him. Good-bye, Rae!

- Bye Karen. - she broke the call. I was smiling. I raised hope for solving the problems of my love-life. Well, part of it. Richard was still on my mind in 24/7.

*Flashback*

There was a christmas party in our school, which featured a disco in the evening/night. It was my last hope for getting Richard's attention. And the time he blasted my hope again.

Like every day, I joined my classmates, who had lunch in school, in the canteen. We were talking when I saw Richard passing through the door.

- Joy, is he coming to the party?

- Yes, but he'll be late.

- Yay! - I was never so enthusiastic about anything. Until I met Richard.

- Don't be all over him!

The evening came, we were dancing for hours when I saw Richard. My eyes kindled and grabbed Joy's arm to take her attention.

- Richard's here! How do I look? - I asked shouting down the music.

Joy took a look of me then answered:

- Perfectly. Go, break his heart! - she laughed.

He was dancing so close to us that sometimes my back touched his chest or his hand barely brushed my shoulder. I could say that we were dancing together. Richard intoxicated me with his closeness until the last song, 'Beautiful With You' came and he found someone else to dance with. It was Kori, a bitch, my classmate and a girl I've been hating ever since I saw her. They were dancing, and when the song reached the lyrics "Does it make you weak if you're needing someone? I'm not holding back and I know what I want!", he kissed Kori in the middle of the dancefloor. People around them clapped and cheered and I heard Joy say 'Don't look there. Look at me!'

I tried to bear it until the end of the party, but my emotions won and tears sprang to my eyes. I ran out of the dancefloor to the bathroom then I started crying. 'How could he choose Kori instead of me? Instead of anyone else?' These were my last thoughts before I passed out.

*End of flashback*

I don't want to remember that night. It was one of the most depressing experiences of my life.

I knew Richard was a jerk, a motherfucker, but I still loved him.

As I was thinking about this, I slowly fell asleep and almost forgot that I had Judo training that night.

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With love and unusual enthusiasm,

Delyra