ONCE UPON A HEARTBREAKER

As soon as the bell rang in Peter'swood High, the hallways buzzed with excited students whereas whispers and rumors spread like a forest in fire. Some making assumptions, some simply excited and others, well they were simply not interested. The fight would be held in one of the underground storerooms of the school as per Luke, the all time in charge of the all the mischief that takes place and then the celebration party in his three storey big mansion. Now if you think that the excitement was about the match you are solely wrong. In fact that was the last thought in the mind of pupils. There was something else the girls would die for and the boys would die to be. --------------------- Camila's POV As soon as the last bell of the school rang the whole population rushed out like a herd of dear chased by a tiger. Like seriously? What's so important? I turned the page of the book I was reading and pushed my glasses up my nose having no intention to leave the school library just to go back to the hell hole. I was a straight A+ student. Call me a nerd I don't care. The only aim in my life now is to get into my dream university far away from here, from the memories, from the past, from my own demons. I know it is impossible for Oxford University, in UK has a high expectation but if you take a closer look , the word IMPOSSIBLE itself says I'M POSSIBLE. Doesn't it? As for now I am reading a book on molecular biology for the upcoming test. It's a book for advanced level, but that's what I'm looking forward to- BE PREPARED FROM ADVANCED. Class has ended long time back. I think by now most students had left. Although streets of California are always busy its still a little scary to go home alone. My house takes 20 minutes from here by walking that is if you can call it a house. Its a one bedroom studio flat where me and my excuse of a father live. And by live I mean somehow survive. 'BOOOO' 'AHHHH'! UGH! JOHN! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOT TO SCARE ME LIKE THAT.!' I was so immersed in thought I didn't notice my best friend creeping up behind me which resulted in me having a mini heart attack. 'SHHH! Calm down angry bird. We're in the library.' John said as the librarian gave us a murderous look. I mumbled a Sorry to the librarian and whispered to John 'What are you doing here i***t? I thought you went home' 'GO HOME LEAVING MY BESTIE ALONE IN THIS HELL. NAHH. Actually you know what. I am staying behind for the fight that is going to take place today and...' John gave me a furtive look. 'Annnnndd....?' I inquired John although I knew what he was about to ask. 'AndIwasthinkingifyoucouldjoinme...?' John rambled out some words which wasn't hard for me to understand. 'HELL NO'. I replied back. In our 8 years of friendship John has tried to persuade me to go to some certain match that takes place in our school. It kind of confuses me cause fighting isn't an option for students to choose in our school. 'Oh come on now. 8 years I have been trying. Even the President would also have melted into my request by now. But here you are stuck with your goody-goody rules. What could go wrong?' He whined like a five year old child. 'You ask me what could go wrong? Seriously? You know my life John. And I am not stuck with goody-goody rules. Its just I have an impossible aim and I am determined to reach it.' 'Don't even bring that douche bag in our conversation. And one rule break won't hurt. Its not like he cares about what you do'. John never liked my father. He's the only person who knows the real me and he helps me in every way he can. 'The person you just called douchebag is my so called father and I care about him even if he doesn't. That's why I have to go home' . I retorted back looking for an escape from his plan. John puckered his lips for a few moments and after a short eye battle he declared 'Fine. I'll just take Mark with me then.' 'Good'. I mentally did a victory dance because of my success. 'But you do know right that you can share anything with me. Just tell me if he hurts you and I will punch the nose out of him'. I laughed a little at his words. John is funny when he is angry. 'This is why you are my best friend. But why the sudden change of topic' I asked cuz John never broght up my family topic in school. 'I don't know Camila. You look distant recently. Its like something is weighing you down. Something I don't know about.' He paused and then continued. ' You look an old lady with so many responsibilities.' I faked a laugh at his word and replied 'Now you are hallucinating. You should go and have fun. I will meet you tomorrow. Bye.' 'Yeah Bye.' and with that he danced out of the room. John has always been a merry-go-lucky. True that we are best firends but I don't want to burden him with my worries. That's why I never told him about the darkest of my secrets, the sleepless nights and the nightmarish reality I had had. This are the things that I will carry with me to my grave. --------------------- Camila looked out of the window to the blazing sun at the horizon as the ravens flew across it chirping their harsh melody while the sun rays reflected the chocolate brown in her eyes. Another day has gone. Little did she know that it was beginning of the day for some. Whereas some liked live in the darkness of the night and it was the dawn of a new morning for them. The lights deemed and the sea of people roared. 'AnD NooW WelcOme The King OF The KIngs, ThE PunChinG MacHIne RoNaLD 'BeAsTly' HaLe. The screams and cheers increased to a new level, the excitement overflowed while the heartbeats touched the roof as they raised their cups to the king who has entered to give a show of his brutal kicks and fatal punches. In came the muscular beast only of 18 years to fight against the 22 year old competitor. ROLAND HALE. And the fight begun as the people got drunk to enjoy the bloody night.