A bad Idea: From enemies to Lovers

Having grown up with three brothers, I learnt quickly to be my own keeper. Darren, the oldest, is a very charismatic guy and he is attending the People’s University studying medicine. Peter, the middle was in the army. He had already reached the lieutenant position. Justin, who is three years older than me, is a senior in Hope’s High school. My dad is a martial arts instructor. In his studio, I learnt how to fight almost as soon as I learnt to walk. My mom died when I was born so I have no memories of her. We aren’t rich so this fall, I am starting Hope’s High as a freshman. I was super excited and asked dad repeatedly for money to buy some new clothes. He finally agreed. Much to the disgust of Justin. I stuck my tongue out at him before I went to spend the few dollars dad had given me. I went into a department store and bumped into Hazel, a pretty chocolate colored girl with golden eyes. We’ve been friends since forever. “Are you shopping too?” she asked. I nodded. “I am so excited to be going to Hope’s this year!” she gushed. “me too! finally, we'll be in high school!" “girl no.” she looked at me, “haven’t you heard?” “heard what?” is there something else happening that I don’t know about? She twirled a strand of her hair between her fingers, "the most handsome boy ever is joining the school!” “okay…” I said. Unsure of how to act. What’s so great about a boy? I grew up around boys and they keep their rooms messy and doesn’t bathe for days. Nothing to be proud about. “girl no. You don’t get it. It’s Levi!” Levi… I searched my brain frantically for any mention of Levi. Nope none. I looked at her blankly. “only the most sought after singer in the world. He won three music awards already with his single last year. How do you not know this?” Umm… I looked around, not wanting to tell her I only got celebrity news from her. “I thought that’s why you came shopping!” she said aghast. “nope. I came shopping to change out of these rags." I looked down at my baggy t shirt and oversized jeans. “girl. You're weird” she said. “but it’s cute.” “lets just go and buy our clothes.” I grinned. We spent an entire afternoon choosing clothes, half of which had no hope of going home with us before calling it a day. Having exhausted all of my allowance, I trundled out of the store as a great roar went up, “Levi!” cell phones were snapped open and camera pulled up, recording what they thought was an important moment. Curious to finally lay eyes on this Levi person, I made my way back to the throng. I forced my way to the front of the crowd, it took all of my martial arts training to get there. Levi turned out to be a super hot guy from what I can see. He had long messy hair, originally black because I can see the roots, but dyed a brilliant white. He had covered his face with a mask. Blocking the rest of his face from view. He was wearing a simple black t shirt and baggy jeans but still managed to look like a million bucks. I held my breath. Finally understanding the reason behind the frenzy. This guy spelled masculinity. “Levi!” a girl behind me screeched. He looked over and the crowd behind me surged. The guards around him pushed back and I was getting squeezed like never before. I gasped for air and struggled to get out. Unfortunately, at that moment the guard holding me back stumbled and the force of the crowd propelled my like an exploding bottle cap. It all happened as if in slow motion. I felt myself being hurtled forward… forward… Levi’s shocked face growing larger and larger. He had taken off his mask. Why had he taken off his mask? The question flashed in my head as I tried to back peddle, hands grabbing at me too but my momentum made it difficult for them to catch me… I closed my eyes unwilling to face the inevitable… and hit a warm wall of muscles. I had placed my hands out to stop my fall and it was now crushed between us as the force made him crash to the ground with me on top of him. I felt him everywhere. And he was rock hard muscles. To make matters even worse, my head slammed down with the jolt of the impact. No. No. Nonononoooo! And our lips crashed into each other. In the second it took after the initial shock, I froze. And opened my eyes. He seemed shell-shocked. I pulled away first and stared at him. Aware of the screams around us. I looked at him. He looked at me. I bit my lips and tasted cherry chapstick. Then it sunk in. “Ahhhhhh!!!!” I screamed. Just as he let out a choked gurgle, quite unmanly. He pushed my hands away from where it was resting, just as I was using it as leverage to pull away. “ahhhh!!!” I said again as I fell back on him with an ‘omph!’ “get off me!” he said. Trying to push me away. I rolled to get off him and my long blonde hair that I had let down that day got entangled in his pants’ zipper. I groaned. Almost in tears. This is the. Single. Most. Embarrassing. Day. Of. My. Life. He tried to stand and yanked my hair. I screeched in pain. “stop moving!” “get off me!” he tried to yank my hair free and it tangled more. “Let me do it!” I said angrily. Reaching up for my hair. “Don’t put your hands there!” that warning came too late and I realized my hand rested on his… on his… “Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!” we both screamed this time as I snatched my hands back from his crotch. Scalded. Cameras flashed and I felt totally humiliated. Damning my hair, I placed my hands on his muscled thigh and yanked. Ignoring the pain as best as I could. Strands of my hair tore from my sore scalp and I wrestled him to the ground. “hold still damnit!” I said as he tried to wriggle free. Making my hair even more entangled. The pain was so bad my eyes watered. I couldn’t pull again. I didn’t have the strength to do that. “help me!" I said to the still stunned guards. I rested my head right on his lap and waited for someone to help us. Finally after what felt like years, a pair of scissors was given to Levi who yanked my hair roughly and cut a large portion of my beloved hair away. And short. So short. I pulled away from him and stared at my precious hair on the floor beside him as he struggled to stand. Brushing them away as if they are nothing worth bothering about. I stared at him aghast as tears welled in my eyes. My hair! My beautiful hair! A guard picked me up and pushed me back unceremoniously into the crowd with my badly shorn head. I didn’t look back as I ran to the nearest restroom to cry my eyes out. I sat in the cubicle, afraid to look at my hair to see the damage. I had no doubt the incident would meet my family before I did. Justin who was always on his phone may have seen it even as it happened! And I would have to bald my head for the new term.This is so unfair! How am I getting out of here? “Rosy?” Hazel’s concerned voice. I unlocked the cubicle door and saw her standing there. She took one look at me then said without hesitation, “oh babe. I am so sorry. Are you okay?” then without pausing, she went “oh what am I saying. Of course you’re not!” she hugged me, “but you’ll be. It doesn’t look so bad.” I began crying again. She handed me a box of tissues. “What happened after I left?” I asked tearfully. Blowing my nose noisily. “I don’t know exactly. But I think a lot of girls tried to throw themselves at him so they closed the mall so he can have his shopping done in peace. I sneaked back in to find you.” “why me?!” I asked her tearfully. She hugged me tighter. “its okay. Your hair doesn’t look that bad would you like to see it?” Knowing I couldn’t sit in here forever, I agreed. I clenched her hand tightly as I looked into the mirror. It really didn’t look that bad. “you can cut it into a butterfly cut.” She said, brushing my hair back gently. I nodded numbly. I was a few days from freshman year. I groaned. And Levi would be in school. I haven’t even started high school yet and this happened. I looked at Hazel and sighed. “I really botched it. Didn’t I?” “tell me how it happened.” She said lightly. And I told her. When I finished, I felt much better. She sighed dreamily. “what a beautiful story to tell the grandkids.” She clasped her hands dramatically. “What?” “you know. Your meet cute.” “I don’t see what that has to do with anything.” I said stoutly. She laughed. “lets get out of here.” We dodged the cameras in the mall and make our way to the front. We were almost there before Hazel held me back signaling to be very quiet. I frowned. I heard footsteps approaching. We shrunk into a nearby boutique. “I feel so violated. I wish I can see her again to send her into next week.” We looked at each other as I groaned inwardly. Just my luck! It was Levi right outside our hiding spot! “sir.” “don’t sir me, Igor. You saw how she threw herself at me!” I winced here, “all I wanted was to meet my fans, let them get used to my presence. Now all I have are girls throwing themselves at me like arm candy. It’s tiring after a while. Why can’t they treat me like one of them?” “because you’re a star!” Igor said back. “if she attends Hope’s, she’d better pray we never cross paths.” He vowed vehemently and I felt a shiver down my spine. Hazel and I exchanged glances. She giggled. And they talking stopped. I glared at her. “Did you hear that?” Levi asked. “No sir.” “Well let’s go anyway. I swear this popularity is making me paranoid…” and they moved off. We crawled out of our hiding spots and checked to see if the course is clear. It was. We sneaked out of a side entrance. “Why are you so happy?” I growled when she burst into smiles the umpteenth time. “Don’t you see? It’s like a drama!” she said and giggled again, “my dear friend got herself involved in a drama!” Dad came to pick me up a few minutes later. “What happened at the mall?” he asked in the voice that said he knew perfectly well what happened. I told him anyway. He said nothing. How could my high school experience already be going so wrong?