DAUNTLESS

BICKERING

"And I also dreamt that I flew right to the sky to fight some bad guys that want to take over the whole world!"

"Shut up Jordan."

After all the morning periods, I immediately went to the cafeteria and got some food for myself but as soon as I got to a vacant table those two who are now sitting in front of me suddenly popped out of nowhere wanting to join me eat my lunch without my goddamn permission. Jordan as the blabbermouth that he is, is still busy with talking even though his mouth is full as f**k and his bestfriend is busy starring at me for God knows how long causing me to be uncomfortable.

"Please note that the person you're staring at is getting uncomfortable. If you're not eating might as well leave so I can eat peacefully." I stated and I can tell that somehow made him pissed at me, again.

"My eyes, my rules."

"Jerk."

"What did you just say—"

"Pleaseeee stop already! Can't you see I'm eating? You're like an old married couple who wanted some cuddles but too stubborn to admit it!"

Silence. Just silence. As Jordan took his last bite of his food two pairs of eyes drilled into his skull, trust Jordan to say the dumbest things and make everyone awkward. I've only known him for three days and I know this much. To escape that awkward situation I picked up my tray and made my way to the counter to return it.

I was about to exit the place when a hand caught my arm and began to pull me to I don't know where. I glare at the back of this asshole jerk and tried to escape his grip but tada! I can't take it off! Is he really going to kill me now? After a few minutes of walking he pulled me in an empty classroom filled with unused chairs. He locked the door, faced me, and damnit his eyes, his eyes just—i can't even say it.

"What do you want from me?"

"Your name, your identity, everything about you."

Every second we spend in this room is giving me anxiety, if I died here you know who to blame. I want to thank Jordan though for not spilling my name knowing how blabbermouth he is. I don't know if it's because of his close proximity or his dominant aura engulfing the four corners of this room but at this very moment I am beyond scared for my life.

"Why?"

"I'm asking you a question, if you wanna live then do as I say"

"If I died then you wouldn't know all the information about me, we can't have that happening can we?"

I know I'm taunting him but this is the only way I know to think of something that might save my life in case he really do try to kill me. Funny right? I followed him here and now I am afraid not to make it out here breathing. I saw how he curled his knuckles until it turned white and don't believe me when I say I am not even a tiny bit scared. I AM HELLA SCARED AND I CAN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!

"Even if your dead I can get that information somewhere else."

"Then why ask me? Why not ask someone who can answer you immediately?"

"That's because...."

He tightly shut his eyes and heaved a deep sigh, well that was hot—NOTHING! I SAID NOTHING! Before I can even react he exited the room and vanished into the hallways.

"I'm alive. Good job Waqui." I told myself.

"Mr. Deterson, may I remind you that I don't tolerate late students in my class."

"I'm sorry Sir, it won't happen again."

"Take a seat."

•°•

"You're hired, you'll be working from 5:30 to 9 pm five days a week. I expect you to be always on time, you can start tomorrow."

"Thank you so much"

After an hour choosing on what job to take I decided to apply to Sweeter Bakery just a block from my flat. I was considering applying in the school's library but I can't risk seeing those two idiotic bestfriends everytime so no—library? Absolutely no. I was now walking home when I noticed that it's now raining so I immediately run towards the building, entered my flat and layed in my bed covering my whole body with a thick blanket which originally belonged to my late mother. As the sound of thunder filled my senses I covered my ears and shut my eyes.

Pit.Pat.Pit.Pat.

"Run. Waqui."

Pit.Pat.Pit.Pat.

"You have to escape."

Pit.Pat.Pit.Pat.

"RUN! NEVER COME BACK! RUN WAQUI!"

I never noticed I fell asleep when I woke up from another dreadful dream. The rain has now subsided and I can't hear the sound of thunder anymore. Feeling thirsty I got up and walk towards the kitchen to get myself a cold glass of water. When will I get to sleep peacefully? Without having dreading nightmares that make me feel like s**t everytime I wake up? I'm now walking towards my room when I noticed that the window is slightly ajar. I couldn't remember opening it though? Or maybe I forgot to lock it this morning? Yeah, maybe that's it.

It's now past midnight and I still couldn't get myself to sleep, I don't know why but everytime I close my eyes one person keeps popping out of my mind—AND IT'S THAT FREAK ZERO!—calm down Waqui, you were never this irritated before, that person really be trying to make me feel all sorts of feelings and it's all negative. Irritated, annoyed, angry name it and I felt it whenever I see him, don't even get me started to him wanting to know everything about me. Am I that interesting? Or he just wants to find some dirt to see me crumble. I really should not associate with that kind of person. Just this morning I wished for Jordan's bestfriend to be present so I can finally retrieve the peace which was robbed from me by Jordan but now I am feeling a deep regret for even thinking about it.

"What exactly is his issue? We just met for f**k's sake! I just hope that he won't bother me at school today."

"Or I can just absent?"

"Why would I even think of going absent just because of that scumbag?"

"I just have to ignore him. Not giving in to him—"

"WHY WOULD YOU EVEN THINK OF GIVING IN TO HIM?!"

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND WAQUI?"

"CLEARLY, BECAUSE LOOK AT YOU NOW HAVING A CONVERSATION WITH YOURSELF."

"Meeting that jerk is really not good for my mental health."