I walked out of class and straight to my locker, as I was putting my books in my locker it suddenly slam shut. I was met with a familiar yet irritating face known to man. Jack Brewer. I swear I see him at least 20 times a day and some of the time it not even at school, its home. The place I could get peace out of this hell hole I call life. Oh my bad I haven't even introduce myself, I'm Kimberly Crawford, but call me Kim, I loathe the name Kimberly for reasons that I'm not going into details to. You see I'm known has an outcast here, Seaford high school I mean. No I'm not a nerd, a skate rat or a Karate geek which I use to do. I'm known as a pyscho or just plain crazy and extremely dangerous. I don't show my emotions nor do I feel them. I wasn't always like this but you know things happen and so on. I been asked out may times believe it or not, they all wanted to know how would it feel to date the crazed one or so they say. The only one that didn't give up despite my threats and physical pain I have brought up upon him just couldn't get the hint. Jack wasn't any guy, he was the king of the school, the bad boy or player some might call it. He will hook up with girls one day and leave him broken hearted the next. I promise myself I will not fall for his idiotic games, not now not ever.
"Leave me alone" I open my locker back up to put the rest of my books in to but slam shut again. I turned toward Jack with a piercing glare as he only smirked in response, which made me glare more by the way.
"Now why would I do that Kimberly?" he emphasized 'Kimberly' knowing how much that name made by blood run cold. If there is one emotion that I ever feel then it's anger and aggression.
"Not call me that!" I growled and stalked off. I didn't know where I was going but being away from him is better than anything right now.
"Ok then Kimmy" Jack chirped following me to nowhere. I turn around and narrowed my eyes as he smirked again with his hands raised in surrender. That stupid smirked I swear something I just want to punch it right off his stupid face.
"What do you want Brewer" I hissed crossing my arms tapping my foot impatiently. I didn't want anything to do with him why can't he see that.
"One date" hell no, this his 50th time asking me out and it always ends the same way.
"No" I said emotionlessly and began to walk the other way passing Jack in the progress, only to be stop once again to Jack stepping in front of me.
"Why not? I'm handsome, muscular and a damn sexy beast while at it" he flex his muscles showing them off as a few bystander girls started to swoon. I rolled my eyes to the basic behavior of the girls how can they be so dump and hormonal at the same time, I will never know.
"I don't date guys like you" I tried getting around him for him to stop me again.
"What that support to me" he cocked up an eyebrow in confusion. Oh so little brain good thing he good looking.
"What I mean is I don't date guys that think they are badass but are really bustards in reality" I smirked leaving him frozen. I finally gotten away from his clutches and headed to the other side of the school where I saw Grace coming out the girl's restroom. Grace is my best friend, she the only one who actually understands me, we tell each other everything.
"Hey Gracie!" I walked up to her as she smiled looking back at me.
"Hey Kim what's up" she headed to her locker and I followed sulking on reflecting the events that just happen.
"Nothing much just Jackass has been bugging me… again" Grace's eyes lit up like the fourth of July and she snapped her fingers in remembrance.
"Oh that reminds me I was going to ask you if you two started to date he's been telling everyone that you're his girl and to back off" Grace laughed as my jaw dropped down in disbelief. How could he do that, that just made my life worse.
"Yeah Donna Tobin is not very happy about that I been hearing her bitch, and moan about it ever since Jack advertise that. She also been threating and spreading rumors about you too. I mean everyone is basically calling you too the old ball couple, the cocky bastard and the heatless freak" I couldn't even blink to shock to even come down from my high; it's just too much information to process.
"Why couldn't I just be normal for once" I face palm and mutter loud enough for Grace to hear. She only sighed in response looking into the distance.
"Because normal is overrated"
I walked into my house that held so many memories I couldn't keep up. I saw my mother and father in the living room talking to the Brewers. Yeah my parents are best friends with them, that why Jack is always at my house, they are also my neighbors. His parents are pretty nice so it seems, but every time Jack gets home he always walks out the house angry about something, so dramatic.
"Hey honey how was school?" my mom asked in her fake concern voice with a plastic smile upon her face.
"Fine" I said with no emotion what so ever. I quickly ran upstairs to avoid any other question to come my way. In about half an hour I hear the door slam and footsteps up the stairs. My door burst open to see my dad; he looks at me with a straight face nothing else.
"Get up and get dress and put on something nice not that ugly shit you were to school, we have dinner reservations at 'La La Rogue' at eight with the Brewers" and with that he left the room soundlessly. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, wait did he say dinner, dress up, but most importantly did he just say BREWERS!
Screw my life!