Between I Hate You's.

01. | Two of us. Trust me- alright never mind. Don't. Don't.. • • • "Hey Beautiful? Morning... Did you sleep well?" My eyes naturally squinted out of confusion as I walked to school, and this stranger's message popped out of no where... again? I've been receiving weird texts from this "unknown" number, and obviously unknown person. Firstly, I was creeped out like a normal person would be if they received an unknown user, suddenly telling you you're hella beautiful. But after a while, it honestly just got irritating and annoying. I honestly feel like I'm being played by some teenager my age. This person has wasted enough of my time just reading these texts, so even if I kinda want to, I'm not gonna waste another important time of mine to find out who this person is. Even though, I should probably, for my well-being and safety, to be very honest. So this actually started about 3 months ago. I was having a bad day late at night because of what happened at school, which we'll dig deeper into later on. Then suddenly, I received a simple text, but also a very interesting one... "I'm sorry.", was the very first thing that I received from this unknown number. Then it followed up with, "I like your smile.." "I like your eyes.." "In other words, I like you." And instead of being fluttered, I was left clutching my eyebrows together every single time. I texted back, of course, asking who the hell is this? But I was left with no answer, so I obviously had no choice but to ignore. Until now, I'm hella confused why I'm getting all these texts, mostly when I most need it. So a recap.. I said this was a waste of my time just reading all those texts, but actually... sometimes, I'm starting to think it's not a waste of time, because those words.. somehow make me feel better. Of course, except when I remember that this could be a person who's actually trying to kidnap... and kill me in the end. You see, I'm not the prettiest. I honestly think that I'm the opposite of all this person's texts. I'm absolutely a nobody and have accepted the fact that I'm invisible, so to think that... someone actually sees me kinda... thrills me, but then I remember that this person is just as invisible, actually even more! So no thanks.. I don't wanna die yet thank you. I was thinking of replying, but honestly.. these words don't seem to harm, and I've given up on asking who the hell is on the other side of these words. Without realising, and without paying attention with my surroundings, since my eyes are glued to my phone, I bumped into someone who's the same. I highly tell you guys, never not pay attention to your surroundings! If you don't want to bump into someone that'll ruin your day. The moment I bumped into this creature, my head instantly raised up... and I finally confirmed that this person is indeed a creature; a deadly creature to be exact. This creature happens to be Daniel; aka the most popular, and amma tell you.. he knows that so much! He's super aware of that I swear! Confidence is really good! but this much? Oh please.. don't get me started please. I said that I'm invisible earlier right? Except for this one, tragically... and I have never wanted to wish to be invisible ever again instead until now. Now why is he popular you asked? Well.. well I'll admit, he quite got the looks.. but! that doesn't mean he passes the list, at least my list. Well, people sometimes tend to have a very low qualification requirements on who gets the most attention. My school happens to have the lowest. The annoying girls at my school have officially put aside the fact that this guy could break their hearts and doesn't even care, the moment they stare at his beautiful face. I'm not saying I like him, I'm just being descriptive here. I should be happy right? That I have this handsome guy's attention? The one that every girl's dying for. Well, well not me. It's a long story why I came to dislike Daniel, and it's too irritating to go back to those time at the moment, especially that he's right in front of me being more annoying. But let's just say... he started everything first. I was invisible! And I'm happy that way... I think. Anyway, I was invisible, yet he saw me. Romantic right? Out of all the girls, he saw me.... Wait there's more!... he saw me... to play with. No, not with my feelings, nothing like that. By play with... I mean, as in play with. The kind of game that you play with whenever there's nothing else to do. That kind of play. He plays games on me and thinks that I enjoy it as much as he does. He has officially admired the faces I make every time something terrible is about to happen to me... all because of him. If that doesn't convince you enough... then here's another one, I nearly lost my scholarship because of him. Yes he noticed me, but not in the way I wanted. In fact, not in the way anyone would want! The moment we bumped into each other, we both, a little shocked, looked up, me on my phone.. and him sadly the same, which was the cause of this incident. He stares at me for a while, and the same for me. Then after a while, he turns off his phone and puts it in his pocket, and was ready to spit fire. The sweet messages I received from another irritating human being that's making my life a mystery, were the total opposite that came out of Daniel's mouth. "Bad morning to you ugly. Did you not sleep well? I sure hope you didn't." All I could do was scoff at this point. "The morning was actually kinda great until you came. So thanks to you, it is indeed a bad morning after all. I thought I'd pass on that, but then I forgot I come to school everyday and sadly see your irritating face." "Tss. Hey, it's nothing special. Stop making me feel special. It's not like you didn't do the same to mine. Tsk.. no need to thank me geez." Honestly, I'm already growing tired early in the morning. Hayy, this game is tiring. I wonder how I can quit. I know the only way is to destroy and kill the game itself. I might need to plan that in a few minutes. After a while, his expression changes, then suddenly he asks "By the way... why was... your morning... kinda.. kinda great?" I grew confused again, but was left with the same question to myself. Why was it great? Nobody understands me at home. Nobody will care if I drown on my tears. In other words, my pain nor my happiness are both invisible, except for him of course, but sadly, it happens to be that he only wants me to disappear because he sees me. So why is it great again? I'm a nobody just trying to survive without a hand to hold on to. With all those thoughts reminding me of how awful my life is, thanks to Daniel's question, I suddenly grab notice of my phone on my hand.. and soon.. the sweet message welcomed me still. Then I realised, maybe it was the reason why my morning was... was kinda good, whether I admit it or not. Even just a little. Just as I kind of got the answer to that, it would be anyone but Daniel who I trust to share anything to so... "That's none of your business. Now if you'll excuse me... I've got somewhere important to go to." Then off I go. And from behind, I could hear him trying to win. "Tss! It's not like I wanted to know anyway! You're such a feeler!" All I could do was sigh. What a kid I'm dealing with. Well, nearly all the kids at this school are babies anyway. - I was at the very back of the class as usual, and couldn't help but had my eyes following every single one in this class that were enjoying every second of their lifetime. You see, I might have seen so bubbly and outgoing from the way I talked here, and from the way I talked to the one and only Daniel. But the truth is... I sit at the back, I don't really like hanging out with people and would rather be by myself not in this room, full of people... who don't even care about my well being (Insert: song here ;)). Not that I don't want to, but if I'm being honest, they don't want to... so I decided to accept that fact, and just live the life I was given. Even when a nice hug would do from the people who know your weaknesses, and the same goes to me. But the thing is... the only one who really knows all my weaknesses is none other than Daniel... so no thanks. And he only really knows my weaknesses to get it against me, and stab me in the back with it. "Can you go to 3rd floor, the balcony?" Someone then blocks the view that was sad yet beautiful, welcoming me with the same... yes kind of beautiful... but the thing is, I quite don't care.. so that's sad, Daniel. I sighed, finally waking up from my thoughts, "No thanks." I bluntly replied. "Good." The guy who had his hands in his pockets coolly replied, which left me once again frustratedly confused as hell. "Umm.. I guess so. Now will you please? I don't get you. You ask me to go to the rooftop and then look so pleased when I said no? Seriously. What's your deal?" He stares at me for a while, then sighs afterwards "Obviously there's probably a reason, right?" "Am I supposed to guess that too?" "Just go there, will you?" He frustratedly replied before going to his seat. He turns around to say one more thing, "Don't worry... I'm not the one you're meeting. So will you please just go there so we can cut this out?!!" I was shocked as hell when his tone suddenly became so up there. Honestly, Daniel's a one mysterious guy. Those words that shocked me somehow had some meaning to it. Who the hell is this person wanting me to meet them on the 3rd floor? "O-okay.. why do you have to be so angry?" "You're such a pain in the ass that's why", He rolled his eyes in a manly manner, and made his way to take a seat, frustratedly. If I'm being couscious and smart since I'm so used to all this nonsense, I wouldn't go there. Coming from Daniel? No way. I'd probably die, so no. But with his reaction, he didn't look mischievous, rather he looked sincerely... annoyed? So I'm getting curious who the hell I'd meet. So maybe I'd go. I just hope I won't regret this. - The class was over and lunch was on which got the whole class wild, and I was still contemplating whether to follow my urge of finding out who wanted to talk to me on that 3rd floor that I never dared to go to, or following my paranoid mind to not go, knowing that maybe Daniel has had enough of me and finally decided to plan his way of getting rid of me. Right when I have gathered my things, the book that could not fit my already heavy bag, I had to carry instead as I walked without a care in the world, still torn in between the two options. As I was about to finally get out of this hell class, I was stopped by a leg. Wait... a leg? "So.. so you decided to go?" Daniel, who had his hands in his pocket blocked the door with his leg and asked with a seemingly mysterious look on his face, which got me more curious. I could tell and explain what his face was making, hesitant with his questions.. and a lot of knowledge of what will welcome me on the 3rd floor? Nothing to do with him... but also everything to do with him. I hate this. "Why? Are you making sure if your plan to get rid of me will be a big flop or not?" I say even though I'm kind of convinced that I'm not meeting him up there... but someone else. He scoffs and smirks at the same time, then mumbles something as he looks to his side, "Tss. You're already out of reach anyway." I squinted my eyes, once again confused at his words, "Sure I am. I'm too beautiful for you anyway." I didn't dare try to unrumble his messed up words and just tried to use my own dictionary to translate them in an admirable and likeable way. When maybe I know, his words meant another. "Hayy. You know too much. Way way too much... but then you don't. Dang it Cheanne." He cursed, but I just rolled my eyes, sick of his smart mind. "Anyway. Just to let you know.. I've decided to go, and if I die because of you, I'm telling you Daniel, I won't give you peace. I'll hunt the hell out of you, okay? So in advance. Think twice before doing something ridiculous again." His posture suddenly straightens up, as his face grew interested, but in the way that he didn't want, "You're really going?" "Do you want me to?" I suddenly unexpectedly asked, considering him sarcastically, or suddenly? After my question, he stares at me for awhile, "To be honest, I don't want you to go." He then tells me, which only God knows what his eyes meant. I couldn't answer as I'm trying to put the puzzles together on my head, but he follows my face that already looked to the other side, lost in my thoughts, then asked me, "Would you still go?" I studied his face, "Of course I would. Huh! You just made me even more curious. If it's not about you, why do you care so much anyway? Gotta go!" Then I savagely left. I wished I stayed longer, because then he sighs, and says after his eyes followed me leaving, "Yeah you're right Cheanne. Why do I care so much?" Whether I heard that or not, I'll still be left with only more questions. But, I'd suddenly unexpectedly have an answer that I thought I knew the answer to, which is no... but actually a yes. My life has been such a mystery lately seriously. First, this irritating bee that keeps buzzing named Daniel, and another bee that keeps buzzing also known as my phone. And now this? Who is it this time? Give me a break. All I wanted was to get through high school without having to deal with anyone who could hurt me. Is that so impossible?