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The devil Paullina shall burn in hell: chapter five
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I glared daggers at the girl, even if she couldn't see me. Ugh. I hate her.
I fumed and turned around and kicked a chair.
The bad thing was the chair flew up and hit that boy I think his name was Tuck.
I shuddered.
It hit him square in the stomach, toppling him over.
And apparently things like this grabs peoples attention.
I quickly and stupidly fixed my eyes on something else, and casually walked out of the lunch room like I didn't do it.
I went to my locker but the stupid thing wouldn't open.
" Damn thing! Open!" I yelled furiously kicking it. I sighed. They never had lockers in elementary school.
Suddenly I heard running and glanced over to see what it was.
" Oh. It's YOU."
" Hi Sammy." Danny said grinning as he came up to me.
" Go away." I said turning my head back to my locker, fiddling with the lock, pretending like I knew how to open it.
" One, my locker is only one away from yours so who said I came here to visit you" he said coldly.
" Two, you really don't know how to open your locker so stop pretending like you know how to open it." Danny scolded bluntly.
" I do too know how!"
" That's why you've been standing there, for ten minutes trying to open your locker till now, yet not succeeding."
I looked down not making eye contact since I know he was right.
I heard a sigh and heard metal turning. Curiously I glanced up at him.
Danny was opening my locker for me.
ME. The girl that he always make fun of.
Why is he doing this for me instead of making fun of me?
Wait. He probably is doing this cause his parents want him to be nice to me.
But still..
I stared in wonderment as my locker opened and Danny turned to me and started showing me how to do open it. Until however a thought crossed my mind.
" Wait! How the hell did you know my number?"
He rolled his eyes at me. " Well it's kind of hard to miss since you had it on your refrigerator for weeks."
Oh.
I put my books slowly in, only leaving my English book for my next class. I glanced out of the corner of my eye and saw Danny staring at me which left me into a very uneasy state since I never had a guy stare a me before.
" If your thinking I don't know how to close a locker door, I do."
It almost seemed he was in a trance or something till he told me off. "Sorry I could never have thought you could." he said turning back to his own locker.
I glared at him.
Is it me, or nothing but stupid remarks leave his mouth?
But guess what? That girl that started flirting him just appeared suddenly behind him and started laughing her head off, staring at Danny. " Good one! That was so funny!" she cooed. Hugging his arm.
I glared at her. Something is up with them. Are they together?
I hope not.
Wait I mean she could have him!
You like him.
Hell no I don't!
Yes you do.
No I friggin don't!
Yes you dooo.
Fine I do like him a little. If only he wasn't a stupid, egotist, selfish idiotic brat from hell.
He's a fine match for you.
I looked up at them giving them both a death glare and left, but not after I saw that little bitch sneer at me.
Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up. Danny..
" Hey, you have English? It's that way." he pointed to the left, the opposite of where I was going.
I blushed. And scurried that way. Dammit! But Danny wouldn't leave, he ran up to me keeping the same pace as me.
" You know you have fourth, fifth and sixth period with me. You should follow me so you wouldn't get lost."
I stopped where I was.
Damn. I'll live a life in HELL!
I'll see him at home, school EVERYWHERE!
Ugh. I resumed walking and got to Mr. Lancer class.
" LATE! What made you late? What were you doing! BLA, BLA, BLA, BLA!" (That's pretty much what he's saying.) Me and Danny rolled our eyes and took a seat.
Though I took a seat WAY far from him.
I sat all the way in the back, as he took a seat in the front. But what was very weird I felt eyes on the side of my head.
I glanced that way, only to find a jock like guy smiling at me. He had blond hair and blue eyes.
Why the hell is he staring at me?
It's creeping me out!
