Sorry its been so long! But I'm back and ready to RRRUUUUMMBBBLLEEE!!!! Soz for that piece of randomness
Catriona
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~Kayla~
Stupid blanker bitch. She just walked into me and didn't even notice, what gives her the right to ignore me? I have to hold back to stop myself from racing after her. I feel a sudden pain in my right hand and look down to see a row of four deep nail marks in my chocolate brown palm, I hadn't even noticed that I'd been squeezing my fist that hard. Wait a minute… if she's out here … then Kellan's all alone in there. I run my fingers through my long dark hair and check my reflection in the shiny café window. Perfect, as usual.
The door makes an annoying bell sound as I hurry through. There's that nought behind the counter, but Kellan likes him. What is it with Kellan and blankers? He treats them like… well, like … equals. Which is preposterous of course! They are the scum-of-the-earth, the very lowest of life forms.
"What can I get you?" said the nought across the counter, his tone was friendly but his eyes were filled with caution.
"Whatever Kellan's having." I reply with a charming smile.
He looks taken aback, as if he actually believes that that smile was real -laughable really-, as he rushes around getting my order looking quite stunned. I can be very charming when I want to be, that's what my mom told me, she says I'm not clever, gentle or kind but I could charm the birds out the sky. And my smile is so dazzling it can outshine the sun, people say, and I use that, I use it to get what I want. I am very persuasive, I can twist the truth any which way I choose. And I have a hell of slap, not that I use it, Jo and Nance are the blanker-beaters, me I like to think of myself as… the brains behind the operations. So what if I'm not 'book-smart', I can make plans and I can be conniving, devious and scheming, and that's all that really matters, right?
"Hi Kellan," I say as I sit down across from him.
He looks up startled, his face so beautiful, contorted by confusion and pain. I'll kill her if she hurts him. I smile at him shyly and he can't help but stare.
"What … emm… what are you doing here?" He struggles to make sense of the words, that's what I tend to do to guys, make them confused.
"Just wanting to get out," I reply quietly, I gesture around the café, "Isn't everyone here?"
Yes, just let him think I am sincere and have changed. He didn't bother answering, he was interrupted abruptly by that nought behind the counter. He placed a cup of coffee and a muffin on the table. A muffin? Seriously? It's like a big ball of chocolate flavoured carbs. But sacrifices have to be made in the pursuit of love, even if it means sacrificing my size 6 figure.
"Thank you." I say with another fake smile. Man, I am just made of fake smiles tonight.
He hurries back behind the counter looking very happy with himself. Smug little blanker. Kellan looks shocked, I just ignore his suspicious glances and ….
"What are you doing here?" Kellan asked, going straight to the point.
"You're very direct, Kellan, that's what I like about you," I whisper sultrily, "Among other things."
"Just answer my damn question," he says sharply.
I take great care in not leaving the pain off my face. Let him feel guilty.
Like magic, he recoils, softly saying "Please."
"Fine, I was wandering around outside, and I saw you in here all alone, and I wanted to see if you were OK, because Kellan, I still care about you, no matter what you said last time about me being a … what was it? … oh yeah, a 'cold, emotionless bitch who would die alone and be eaten by her cats'," he looks sheepish, "And I still love you, even if that feeling isn't reciprocated."
I look down, making him think I'm upset, making him feel guilty. It takes a lot more than meaningless words to hurt me, Kellan, although he came very close.
"Ok that was a bit harsh, granted, but you can't just beat up noughts whenever you want." he stated looking straight into my dark brown eyes. The Hell I can't!
"I know that. And you haven't even heard my side of the story! I honestly wanted to just talk to her, and to be honest tell her the dangers of falling for you. But when we got outside, she said that you were a 'self-centred arrogant dagger bastard, who she wouldn't fall for if it was the last thing she did' and I admittedly lost my calm and I slapped her. I am so remorseful about that, you have on idea. But then she attacked me! Look what she did to my hand!" I slowly turned by hand over revealing the deep nail wounds that were there, "So Nance and Jo fought her off me and started to hit her and kick her," I let my eyes well up with tears, "I was screaming at them to stop, but they wouldn't, and so I ran away to find someone, but when I came back they were all gone. I didn't tell anyone because Nance and Jo are my best friends, were my best friends and now you hate me."
Tears spilled over my cheeks dropping onto the table. Good thing I'm wearing waterproof mascara! What can I say? I'm an actress. I can cry on cue. I look up, my eyes blurry, to see Kellan looking so sad. Which means he bought that load of bull. Score! I wipe the fake tears off my face and sniffle just for good measure.
"I … I didn't know," he mumbled, "I am so sorry."
"Hey at least nothing happened between you two and you didn't fall for her." I say. But it isn't really a statement, it's a question, and he knows that to.
He is silent for a minute. I can't believe he even has to think this over! She's an ugly blanker you idiot. I want to scream but that would ruin my act.
"Umm… yeah… at least nothing happened and I didn't fall for her." He replies. But he doesn't look too sure. It's like he's trying to convince himself.
"Look, I'm not the same person I was before," Yeah I'm a hell of a lot more vicious, "I have really changed, you have changed me, you forced me to grow up and I really appreciate it."
His lips look so perfect I want to kiss him so much right now, but not yet. Instead I lean over and kiss his cheek, lingering for a moment before I move away. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me towards him until our lips meet. It makes me feel sick to think that that blanker's lips were here just before mine, but Kellan is more important. Kellan is kissing me and holding me. And I deserve this. She doesn't. Because I can lie, because I can act. And poor little rich boy thinks that I've changed, that is the funniest thing of all because it's all just and act, and this is the finale. And as I sit here in Kellan's loving embrace, I involuntarily smile, but this one's anything but fake.