Author's Note;
OOkkaaayyy so I am REEAAAALLLLLYYYYYYY sorry for not updating for so long and I do have a good reason!
But no one really cares sssssoooooo lets move on shall we?!
Okay so this is not a normal chapter. It does not follow the story line and is basically a one-shot for Valentines Day even though I am posting it four days later on the 17th...Hmm, anyway.
My Valentines Day was really good even though I didn't have a Valentine...
But that is every year, so I don't think it really matters..
AAANNNWWWAAAYYYY,
The next chapter will be back onto the main story line and will focus on how Kayla wishes her mum is dead and then something creepy happens followed by something awesome! Well that is what I have in mind anyway.
I promise it won't take me as long to update this time either! I hope anyway...
Soooo please please please please please read, tell people about, follow, favourite, review and enjoy my Fic'!
xox.
I glared at the couples that filled the entire freaking school as they made out. I included the doe-eyed girls stalking their crushes and giggling like crazy.
I hated Valentine's Day.
No I had not had my heart broken by some jerk. No I had not been jealous of my best friend's boyfriend. No I had not had any bad experience on Valentine's Day.
So why did I hate it?
That's easy. I hated it because of the way everyone acted. So childish and stupid. Glaring at yet another young couple making out in a corner I rolled my eyes and almost bumped into another kissing couple.
A low growl rose in my throat and I resisted the strong urge to smack the two in front of me over the head. What was wrong with people? Couldn't they find a room?!
"Whoa what's up with you on this happy day?" Scott asked as he and Stiles appeared beside me, my glare focused on him now and I just sighed before pulling ahead and opening my locker door.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before removing the glare from my face, I managed to keep it off as I closed my locker door and continued walking down the hall, ignoring the 'cute' or the word I would use 'disgusting' couples in every hall.
"….Romeo and Juliet" What? My head snapped up and my eyes focused on the teacher as they said the name to one of the most well-known 'tales' written by Shakespeare.
"What about Romeo and Juliet?" I muttered to the girl beside me who was staring dreamily at the back of someone's head, turning their head for a second to glare at me the girl returned to her staring without replying. Glaring back I looked to the person on the other side of me who was tapping a pencil on their chin, a blank piece of paper in front of them.
Just as I opened my mouth to ask them what the teacher had said they began scribbling frantically over the page, their hand flying. As they wrote the words, my eyes followed them and I let out a small groan and leant back in my chair.
A love poem.
They were writing a love poem.
I thought I was going to be sick.
The desire to know what the teacher had been talking about dug into my mind and I looked for someone else to ask. My eyes landed on the person in front of me, with a shrug I leant forward and tapped them on the back with the pen in my hand.
"What did he say about Romeo and Juliet?" I whispered as the boy turned his head,
"In the spirit of Valentine's we're watching the movie" they whispered back before turning to the front again.
My head dropped onto my desk and I squeezed my eyes shut and let out another groan. This was going to be torture. Yeah Shakespeare was a great guy, awesome with words and all that, but the story of Romeo and Juliet. I hated it.
I mean who meets a guy, starts making out with him twenty minutes later wants to get married to him the next day and then pretends to die because their 'one true love' gets exiled? And then to top it off who would go and kill themselves because the person they love died but oh no, they're not really dead! After pretending to die and finding out your love who you 'died' for has just killed themselves because of your 'death' you're going to go kill yourself as well because you can't stand to be without them.
Seriously.
It made no sense to me.
The teacher pressed play and the movie started. I buried my head into my arms which were folded on top of my table and refused to watch the hideous film of a tragic love story.
"Seriously Kayla what is up with you today?" Scott asked as I glared at a young girl with chocolates in her hand trying to get the attention of a boy chatting up some other girl.
"I hate Valentine's Day" I muttered darkly pushing past a bunch of pink balloons dotted with red hearts.
"You what?"
"I. Hate. Valentine's. Day." I repeated slowly and louder, I got a few weird glances from some people around me as I said that.
"Why?" God. He couldn't be more annoying could he?
"Because I do" I muttered wishing I could just leave this damned school,
"Not good enough. Why?" Scott persisted.
I ignored him as I kept walking, rather fast because the middle of the hallways where mostly empty since everyone was in the corner or leaning against walls or lockers making out.
"Hey Stiles, Isaac, Kayla hates Valentine's Day" Scott said as he saw the two. Now interested in why I hated this awful day I suddenly had not one but three teenage boys pissing me off.
"Lydia, Allison!" Stiles called as they spotted the two girls talking, he waved them over and then told them the news,
"WHY!?" Lydia almost screamed, I flinched away from her and then glared,
"Because I do" I hissed, pushing past all of them and making my way down the hall and out of the school.
I breathed in the fresh air as I leant against the wall outside of the school, the doors were beside me and the car park before.
I was so tempted to just ditch school for the rest of the day but I had done that so often already that I knew I wouldn't get away with it again, not yet anyway.
I only moved when the bell rang for class again, I was slightly surprised that none of them had come out to question me any further but was grateful for it at the same time. Walking to my next class I hurried in and sat down just before the teacher arrived, pulling out my phone from the pocket in my jacket I turned it on under my desk.
I scrolled through my contacts, lucky that I had gotten a seat at the back of the class room, until I found the person I was looking for.
'I hate them you know' A minute later my phone gave a little buzz in my hand,
'Who?' Derek replied,
'Scott, Allison, Lydia, Isaac. All of them. The entire school.' I replied quickly, looking back up to the teacher as if I was paying attention to whatever it was they were saying. I should really pay more attention in class, the thought flashed through my mind but was shoved down a deep hole as my phone buzzed again.
'What did they do?'
'Piss me off'
'How?'
'Asking me something I didn't want to tell them' When I actually wrote it down I reread it, realising how stupid it sounded, not that I really cared.
'Which was…?'
'Why I hate Valentine's Day'
I shoved my phone into my pocket as the teacher gave me a harsh look. I slipped it back out when she wasn't looking and waited for the buzz to let me know Derek had replied, but it never came.
"Thank god" I muttered as the last bell of the day rang. I stood up quickly and was out the door before everyone else. Walking out the doors first I looked around quickly before heading off to wherever it was I was going.
I knew I was heading towards the woods before I got there and I was slightly surprised at where I had decided to go.
Reaching the tree's I made my way through them until I reached the log that I loved so much, laying down on it like I had so many times before I watched the clouds float across the sky,
"Thought you would be here" I heard Derek's voice say from beside where I was laying,
"Why wouldn't I be? I love it here" I said softly.
"Why?"
"Because it's so peaceful and quiet. Well most of the time anyway" I whispered, letting my eyes go out of focus and smiling at the blue and white pattern of the sky.
Nothing more was said until the stars started shining a few hours later. I didn't move from my spot, wanting to just lie there forever,
"So why do you hate Valentine's Day?" I sighed at the question and hesitated to answer it,
"Because of the way everyone acts"
"Fair enough" I sat up with a slight frown creasing my face as he said that. Surely I hadn't heard it right. That was so not something Derek, the brooding, sour alpha, would say,
"It sounds so stupid when I say it out loud" I muttered,
"Makes sense to me"
"Really?"
"Yeah"
Someone who actually understood. Wow. Someone who also found everyone else so incredibly irritating, or at least got why I felt like that.
Maybe Valentine's Day wasn't so bad after all.