Finally an update! I think it's a big one. Hopefully 4 pages because geez today (9-27) was huge!!
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-Much Love xx.
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9-25-13
I'm just having a good day!
I took a good selfie on Instagram!
I get enchiladas tonight and all! It's because it was my little cousin's bithday two days ago!
And Sami's birthday is tomorrow!
Let me slightly introduce who Sami is!
She's my interwebs best friend!
Yes I said interwebs, curtsy of Scar.(:
We met here on wattpad! I liked her fanfiction and the rest is history. And without One Direction, we would've never met! I still am deciding how to show off that it's her birthday tomorrow.
I would mention ideas, but she's probably reading this!
*Jumps up from laptop* "HI SAMI!!"
Hahaha, just kidding.
What was I on about again?
Oh yeah! My day!
I walked into history, prepared to sit next to Kevin and have him make my day even more.
I froze when I saw the seats moved around.
No longer in twos, in fours.
Great.
"Selena you sit here." Heather pointed.
I sat down and slightly wimpered.
This girl was more bipolar than a girl on her period. And when it's that time, Jesus help us all.
I sat down.
"Kevin you sit with me!" Austin cheered when Austin walked in, I guess returning.
Austin and Kevin sat in the back corner.
Great.
"Makayla there! Selena next to her. Then Heather and Damien." She pointed.
I wanted to die.
Makayla is such a snobby stuck up bitch. Always has been!
I groaned.
This was going to be such a long six weeks. Maybe it'll go faster if I pray?
Maybe...
Ugh.
I wonder if I'll have do push back updates?
No more Enemies with Benefits for a while eh?
Sigh...
Ms. A looked at me a few times, almost debating.
Realizing she wasn't going to move me, I turned and opened my One Direction journal.
"Selena switch with Tana."
I looked up.
Who else would Tana be sitting by other than Kevin Brooks himself.
Everyone "Oh'd".
Heather and Damien high fived.
Kevin on the other hand looked at me and said, "Hello again Selena." With a creepy face.
I sat down and tried to believe this.
What the hell are the chances of that?!
Fate, you really want me to update don't you?
I internally glared.
His leg brushed mine.
Jesus help me.
This was going to be this way for six whole weeks? Honey take your time please!
"Man girl you just like follow me we gotta call the police you just are everywhere." Kevin chuckled.
I rolled my eyes.
* * *
"It's been half an hour of class and we have nothing Kevin come on!" I groaned.
Kevin laughed as he held Austin's hand.
"I love you so much baby." Kevin laughed.
"I know booboo." Austin winked.
I groaned.
"You are a pain in my ass!" I groaned.
Kevin laughed.
"Girl. I'm the reason for the pain in that ass." He winked.
My face flushed yet turned red at the same time.
Austin was dying of laughter.
"Respect." Austin pounded Kevin's fist.
I rolled my eyes.
"If I was Selena's boyfriend! I'd never let her go-" Kevin stopped singing the Justin Bieber song when his laughter got the best of him.
Besides blushing, my response was, 'If you were my boyfriend my fans would go nuts'.
I'm too wattpad obesssed lol
But I'm happy this means an update!
The bell rang and I got up.
Well...that was a day.
What were the chances?
* Â * Â *
9-27-13
(1st hour)
When I walked into class Kevin had glanced up for only a second at me, before looking back up, a smile lingering his face.
"Hey Selena." He smiled at me.
I laughed slightly and blushed.
"Hi." I set my bag on my chair and got to work.
We were drawing a painting that Georgia O'Keeffe did.
Boring is another description.
I decided on a tree bark and a few branches.
I drew trees a lot.
Like Lydia Martin status over here. (Teen Wolf fans will understand)
"Let's go crazy, crazy, crazy!" Kevin kept singing in a high, annoying voice.
"Oh my god shut up!" I groaned.
He chuckled.
"That drawing looks like shit." He laughed, sending Lauren, -another girl at our table-, laughing.
"At least I've started!" I hissed.
I rolled my eyes.
It's little things like that that make me feel totally pathetic for liking him.
"Selena Duran." Kevin sang.
I looked at him oddly and in shock.
Selena Duran was another girl in this school.
Five minutes later...
"Oh!" Kevin burst out laughing.
"You're not Selena Duran!"
"I've known you for five years and you don't know my name?" I said in shock.
I knew everything about this guy!
By now I was surprised he even knew my birthday! And WE SHARE A BIRTHDAY!
"Sorry." He said between laughter.
I rolled my eyes.
If he liked me, he'd know my name!
"Ugh I have a headache because of you." Kevin groaned.
"Your problem." I shrugged.
"Ugh you should just move." He joked.
I didn't take his jokes so lightly. I don't know because his jokes always had a serious tone to it.
I rolled my eyes and went back to drawing.
He shows a weird way of affection; if he likes me of course.
I doubt it still. Why would someone like Kevin Brooks like someone like me, Selena Brians.
"You bite your lip when you draw." Kevin told me.
I looked up in astonishment.
"I-what?" I said in shock?
I bite my lip when I draw?
"Yeah you um...bite your lip." He nodded.
"Oh I uh...didn't know I did that." I put my lip between my teeth.
I knew I sometimes bit my lip when nervous, but when I draw?
Hold up.
He was looking so closly that he noticed I bite my lip?
I didn't even know that!
"Yeah." Kevin nodded.
Awkward...
So he does notice a few things.
Little things that I didn't even know I did.
"Makayla's is good. Selena's is good. Kevin's is good." Dylan went around looking at everyone's pictutes.
"See! Dylan likes mine!" I retorted to Kevin.
"Yeah well whatever he's Dylan like-" He shook his head.
"You are such an ass."
"You're an asshole!" He retorted.
"You're a bitch!" I swore, silently hoping the teacher wouldn't hear from a few feet away.
"You are a ugly azz bitch." Kevin said in a weird accent.
Makayla and Lauren bursted out laughing.
I looked down.
"Awe don't get all butthurt Selena."
"Like you do when someone calls you a bully?" I retorted.
Jason called him a bully yesterday and he got all bitchy about it. Saying he wasn't a bully and that people take things to seriously. But he was a bully. Full on.
"That's different."
"The same." I scoffed.
"You're just mad cuz I burned you." he laughed.
I took out my iPod.
"Awe now she's going to text her mommy." He laughed at me.
My mom's in the hospital you bitchy motherf*cker go to hell screw you, you stupid ass c**t.
Yup. I just said that on wattpad. Sue me.
I pulled up Notes on my iPod.
'I'm tormented enough by these girls so if you would just lay off.' I typed and showed it to him.
After what felt like forever he finally read it.
"Kay." He said quickly.
"I know how you feel." He said.
"No you don't." I shook my head.
No one knew what it was like for me except maybe my fans.
"Yeah I do. I'm ugly as f*ck like no joke."
Shut up you're freaking hot as hell.
"No you don't!" I snapped.
"Yeah dude I do."
As much as I wanted to yell, "You don't know what it's like to be picked on everyday and especially not by the one guy you're in love with!"
But instead due to embarressment and the girls being in front of us, I said "You have no idea what it's like so don't even say anything." I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever! Stop being all bitchy."
"That note lasted for two seconds." I sighed.
Kevin laughed.
I shoved him with all my might, punching his arms.
If I could tackle him to the ground and knee him where the sun don't shine, I would.
But in Kevin's words, all of him shines.
Cocky bastered.
"Let's go crazy, crazy, crazy!" Kevin sang for the millionth time this hour.
I rolled my eyes.
Kevin laughed. "No dude I like One Direction they're cool."
"Then don't mimick their songs!" I hissed and elbowed him.
"Ow." I hissed, rubbing my arm.
Trying to hurt this kid was pointless, I only hurt myself.
And Kevin laughs at me.
I resisted the urge to tell him about Patrick and how he liked One Direction. I barley knew the guy. Don't tell him to Kevin.
Because you don't want to make him jealous?
What! No! Kevin jealous of Patrick? I think not.
My head perked up when I heard 'Blurred Lines' by Robin Thicke playing.
I freaking love that song!
Between Kevin's singing, I was in a tad of a better mood.
The song, Somebody That I Used To Know, came on and I groaned.
"I hate this song." Â I mumbled.
"I hate this song." Kevin said.
I looked at him.
"Are you mimicking me?" I dared.
"What? No. I said I hate this song."
"So did I." I nodded.
"Oh. Okay good I hate this song too."
"It's freaking annoying." I nodded.
"Right." Kevin agreed.
I guess we always agreed like that...
"Selena this is good!" Tana called over the music.
"Huh?" I looked up.
"You're paper on Georgia O'Keeffe! It's good" Tana shouted.
"Thanks!" I smiled.
Yay!
"Yeah she's a good writer." Kevin nodded.
I snapped my head in his direction.
"What?"
"I said you're a good writer."
"How would you know that? Have you read one of my stories?" I asked.
My heart went fast. I was going to be sick.
He knew.
He knew about my series.
He knew I've written about him.
He knew-
"No, I just know you write." Kevin shrugged.
"Oh. Okay." I nodded.
I felt relief wash over me.
Thank you Jesus!
(2nd hour)
"I probably have brusies from you hitting me." Kevin laughed in spite as he passed me.
"Me too! Freaking hurt myself." I groaned, trying to keep a mad face.
"You know when you're trying not to smile but you end up smiling anyways? Just smile Selena." He laughed.
I groaned.
He knew I had to force a scowl on my face.
Ugh! Â I hate him!
(3rd hour)
"That argument in the story was also about just fighting and not wanting to admit the other is right." Ms. McComb said.
"Selena!" Kevin shouted when it was quiet.
The whole class burst into laughter.
"No!" I hissed.
If I was a teacher, that would be worth 200 push ups, supervised.
"Maybe we'll just sit him by you." Ms. McComb laughted to me.
"No! She hits me all kinds!" Kevin shook his head.
"It's true! It's all funny!" Bella shouted from the back.
I blushed.
"Well he doesn't leave me alone!" I told Ms. M as she looked at me with a smile.
"We'll just get ducktape on his legs and that'll work." She laughed.
I agreed.
"I don't know if sitting them together would be punishment for him or for her." Heather piped up.
"For me!" I Â shouted.
"Oh please Ms. One Direction. You were probably the only one in the theater." He announced, making the class laugh again.
Thank you Kevin. I hate you.
"I was not!" I hissed.
"It was a bunch of 8th and 7th graders!" Mia laughed.
Shut up you consided motherf*cker no one likes you that's why you sit with us.
"No! You weren't even there!" I turned to behind me where Mia was.
"Yeah they texted me!" Mia retorted.
"Well there was high schoolers too so." I hissed.
"Wait were you really the only one?" Montana asked.
"No!" I screeched.
Were the people stupid?!
God they were!
"It's okay Ms. we always do this to her." Kevin laughed.
"See how nice he is." I gave a big fake smile to Ms. McComb.
"Alright moving on!" She clapped her hands.
I sighed.
I hate you Kevin Brooks.
I hate how you make everyone hate me more.
I hate how you make fun of me.
I hate how you are such a bitch.
I hate everything about you.
The one thing I hate the fact I can't really hate him at all.
(4th hour)
"Manscaping." Kevin said.
"What's that?" Heather, Ivy, and I asked.
Kevin laughed.
"I'm not saying. Dylan! Dylan do you know what manscaping is?" Kevin asked.
"Yeah." Dylan nodded.
Kevin turned back around.
"Selena!" Dylan whispered.
"I have no idea what that is." He mouthed.
I smiled.
"I'll tell you." I nodded.
"Don't tell them." He looked over at Kevin, Heather, and Ivy.
I nodded.
"We'll just google it." Ivy said.
Kevin laughed in embarressment.
"It means to like shave everywhere." Ivy said in confusion.
"Yeah like everywhere. Like not just legs, arms, and chest..." Kevin explained.
"Oh..." We nodded.
He meant also, down there.
Awkward moment part 2.
"Dylan!" I called him.
"I know." I mouthed, covering the side of my mouth so they couldn't see.
"What is it?" Dylan asked.
"Shaving everywhere." I mouthed.
"What?" He said confused.
"I'll write it!" I said.
"No just text it to me." He said.
"I don't have you number."
"I'll give it to you." Dylan said.
I nodded.
He gave me his number.
Holy shit I have Dylan's number!!
Fangirl moment!
I cared about Dylan's number more than Kevin's! And I wasn't in love with Dylan. Though after this week, I'm not in love with Kevin either.
But Dylan was sweeter and funnier and never hurt me.
"I'll text you."
'It means shaving everywhere lol we googled it.'
"You send it?" He asked.
I nodded.
He checked his phone.
"Didn't get it yet." He sighed.
"Just wait." I told him.
I could tell when he got it because he burst out laughing.
"Right!" I laughed.
"What are you guys talking about?" Ivy asked.
"Nothing."
Kevin was so serious and into this question he actually shut up.
"Well I don't see why you couldn't tell us." Heather and Ivy shrugged.
"Because I told Dylan I wouldn't. Calm down we're just texting." I rolled my eyes.
"You know he has a girlfriend right?" Ivy said.
"Obviously. Don't worry about it." I rolled my eyes.
Seriously calm your tits Ivy. Just because he's dating Tate which is her cousin I mean geez Dylan?
He's hot and stuff but I can't see him liking me either,
"Selena! What's your snapchat name?" Ally asked.
"wolfgirl_54" I told her.
*Real snapchat btw*
"Wait! I want it!" Dylan said.
Ivy gave me a look.
Calm down dude it's snapchat. Not sexting.org. Though I'm sure people use it for that.
"It's wolfgirl_54"
"Wait! Wolf...girl. G-I-R-L?" He looked at me.
I nodded at Dylan.
"54. Okay." He nodded.
Cool I had Dylan on snapchat too!
Why couldn't I like someone like Dylan? He was perfect! Simple, hot, sweet, and smart!
Kevin is complicated, hot, a jerk, and stupid.
I don't know I guess...
* Â * Â *
(Home)
I had the flashback...again.
The one where Kevin pushed me into a table at the beginning of 8th grade. The one where I almost cried in front of everyone. All my friends. Well at the time I didn't have many... Scar had moved. i was alone, with no one but my fans to tell.
I still wince and suck in my breath remembering how hard he had pushed me into the table. When he threw my books across the room which sent his friends laughing like it was a joke. But it wasn't.
It hurt.
What hurt the most wasn't the impact of the table, but the fact I had to get up, blink the tears away, and sit back down next to the monster I thought I was in love with.
Why does he hate me?
I've asked myself that for years. I never knew the answer. Probably never will. Oh well.
I sat at my desk and tried to focus on my work.
Yet all I could really think about was if he would do it again. Â If he'd push me away, like before. With that much force, anger, and hatrid.
I don't know where I went wrong with him.
I couldn't settle in my seat.
Afraid he was going to push me away again.
He didn't.
He just got pissed off when he couldn't move.
He couldn't like me.
No guy would push the girl he likes into a table.
He hated me.
And he still does.