Ms. Perfect meets Mr. Nobody

"I can't believe you would say something like that to such a weak boy." Lelanie, the girl who sits beside me in art class said. I roll my eyes at the memory of that idiot.

"I can't believe no one ever didn't. He's a total ass that needs to be put in his place with the Nobodys." I say, continuing my drawing. I really hope he's gone now. Possibly hit my a car. Why did he have to be so mean? What did I ever do to him?

"But telling him to kill himself was a little too much."

"Lelanie, please. Everything I said to that fool yesterday was necessary." I tell her, rolling my eyes. She didn't speak to me the entire bell. When the bell rung for my lunch period, I rush to my locker to get my extra change of clothes for practice.

During lunch, I get with my basketball team for practice. The coach doesn't mind but the principle gets pissed. I change quickly in the locker room and run for the gym. Half my team was already there.

"Hey, D!" Kelsey calls, high fiving me. No one said anything else. You can't tell me they're mad at what I said. Ridiculous. I ignore their stares and go for a basketball, shooting a few 3 pointers before Kelsey joined.

"Have you seen Niall today?"

"No and I hope I don't. I never want to see him again."

"You guys, like, just met and you already hate him. What's up with that?"

"It's the way he looks at me, Kelsey. Like he's planning my death in his mind or something. And not to mention he's an absolute dick to me. You'd punch him if he treated you the way he treats me." I explain to her. She doesn't say anything. I knew I was right.

"Well, at least apologize for tell him to kill himself." I do a lay-up then grab the ball, walking over to Kelsey.

"I've explained this to Lelanie already. Everything I said to Niall was what he deserved. i will not apologize for a single word." I say, getting close to her face. She didn't flinch.

"Maybe if you weren't such a bitch to everyone who isn't as popular as you he wouldn't be a dick to you." She spat. I breath heavily with my jaw clenched. I knew Kelsey could hurt me easily but I know I'm better at a lot more things than her. Gives me an advantage.

"Call me a bitch again, Kelsey." I challenge her.

"You, Delilah Eastridge, are a bitch. You only care about yourself and not about others. You judge them by their style and their looks. You don't even care about their feeling or insecurities. That makes you a prissy... two faced... BITCH!" She shouted the last part. I threw the basketball behind me.

"Fight me." I demand. She smirked and slapped me across the face. I look at her in shock.

"You think you have such a big mouth. Telling me to fight you. Ha! Come at me." She run towards her but she grabs me by my shoulders, throwing me to the ground. Kelsey pinned me down by my wrists.

"Think you're tough now?" She smirked at me.

"Kiss my ass."

"No thanks. That's for your fuckboys." Kelsey slammed my wrists again before getting up and walking out of the gym. Everyone stared at me as I stood up, fixing my hair.

"You all are whores that can't stand up for a friend!" I snapped at them before stomping out of the room. Some friends they are. I go for the locker room and change back into my light blue jeans, Alabama sweatshirt, and white Vans. I slip my glasses one and put my hair into a ponytail before walking out.

I hate this so much. Niall can talk to me the way he did but I stand up for myself I get told off. Why would Kelsey do that? I thought we were friends. She is so lucky she isn't off the team. I am not a bitch! God.

I walk down the halls towards my 5th bell before anyone but I notice him. His blonde quiff and tall body gave him away. He was wearing a green baseball shirt with grey sleeves with blue jeans. Today? Today he had to be here? I walk as fast as I can away from him.

"Hey, bestie!" He calls for me. I groan and turn around to meet a smirk. I glare at him, ready to pounce on him.

"Sorry I'm here. I was thinking about taking up your offer on killing myself but then I remembered that I won't be able to torture the hell out of you in Heaven."

"Highly doubt you'd be going to Heave, you fucking Satan." I say with a smug smile. He nodded slowly, chuckling deeply.

"Glad you can make a joke out of death. No one is laughing." He snapped, walking passed me.

"What the hell is you're problem with me!" I ask him. He stops dead in his tracks to look me in the eye.

"Why don't you ask all the Nobodys? They'll have the same answer as me." Then he walked away. I roll my eyes and start back down the hall. Bell 5 is English. My worst subject but best class because Liam Payne is in it.

Liam Payne is my hottest guy in school. He plays hockey and boxes, making him really buff. Not to mention his gorgeous face. He's really funny and nice, too. He's been my crush since 7th grade. We talk a lot and I've sent a lot of hints his way but he doesn't seem to notice. When i walk in, Liam is the only one there.

"Hey, Del. What are you doing here early?" Liam asked, standing up and walking over to me. He engulfs me in a hug.

"Basketball practice was cut short and I had nothing else to do. What about you?"

"Finishing up some work that I didn't do over Spring break." I giggle at him and sit down. He hops on my desk and stares at me.

"What are you looking at?" I asked with a laugh. He nodded slowly with a blush.

"Just thinking."

"About what exactly?"

"That Bolonga rhymes with pony." He says, staring at me again. I laugh loudly, slapping his leg playfully.

"And how you snort when you laugh which is really cute. Not trying to say you're cute. Wait... you are cute but I'm not saying I like you. No! I do like you! I've liked you since 8th grade. But I wasn't saying that when I said when you snort when you laugh it's cute..." I look at him with a smile, "I'm just going to stop talking now."

"You're such a dork, Liam. Kiss me." I stand up, grab him collar, and kiss him. He doesn't react. He just stays there. Not a breath leaving mouth nor his nose.

"What the hell are you doing?" He pulled away from me. I look at him confusingly.

"I-I thought you said you liked me..."

"As a friend! Seriously, Delilah? You think I like you in that way? You are the most loved girl in high school. Even if I did like you in that way and we dated, you'd always be surrounded by boys. I don't want that. Sorry, Del." And he got up and left.

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Today is not my day...

Notes

*DIDN'T READ OVER THIS SO IGNORE MISTAKES*