How To Bake A Fighter

Chapter 21: Letting the Past Rise Part 2

*Millie's Flashback*

"Can you get off me yet", I asked impatiently. "If you say your sorry then yes. If not, then give me your name and we'll call it even", he smirked playfully. 'Dude, get the f**k off me you little *beep* *beep* *beep*'. That's what I thought was not what I said, well I did say it just in PG form. "Listen hear you little prick. My arm hurts like hell and if you don't get off of me, I'll make you regret the day you touch the world's air", I screamed at him. Shock filled both of their faces before Thomas yanked the dazed Lucas off of me. "Oh my, Mills are you ok?! I didn't know you were hurt! Where does it hurt?!", he said frantically kneeling next to me, checking me for any injuries. Thomas Dickson is a close friend of my family's son and a dear friend of my brother's. "T, I'm okay. It's just I think my arm twisted before he fell on me", I said to him sweetly. "Let me help you up, Mills", Thomas said rising to his feet before lowering his hand for me to grab. I carefully stood up trying to regain my balance. "Thanks, T". "Hey...I'm sorry. I hope you are not hurt that bad", that Lucas kid said rubbing the back of his neck. That bad?! Are you for real!? Is that the limit of you simply! "I'm fine now. Thanks", I growled lowly in response. The tension hung thick after my response, the confused boy gawked as I stared dangerous daggers at him. Luckily, Thomas defused the situation. "Mills, let's go find the gang", he suggested. "Alright", I smiled at him as we walked towards the school the ignorant kid in tow. But for some reason the tension only grew but it wasn't from me. I wonder who's p***ed now?

*Lucas's Flashback*

I have a sour taste in my mouth now. I watched Tom walk with the girl called Mills closely, too closely. They laughed sometimes at what one of them said. My blood is boiling for an unknown reason. Was it because she's sweet with him or because she's the only girl daring enough to resist my charm. I couldn't believe my eyes when I crashed into her. Her blue eyes radiated with beauty and power. Her face was spotless from makeup. Her blonde curls waterfalled to the concrete below her. Her hidden fiery spirit also surprised me. But I couldn't stand how I was dragged away from on top of her before I had the chance to do it on my own. I couldn't stand it. Her sweet honey voice talks to him and her vinegar voice drenches me. I couldn't stand the way she took his arm gently and is now basically waltzing to school with him. I clenched my fist and bit my tongue before I lost all my dignity for a girl I ran into. I can't believe my cousin Tom is doing this to me. Claiming a girl over family, I mean come on. Especially, when you see your cousin crushing on her first. I followed them to a quaint little schoolhouse on the edge of main street. "Thanks, T. I'll tell Jam he owns you one", she said before scurrying to a group of boys. "Anytime, M", he called after turning back towards me. "What?", he asked as he analyzed my confused face. "What was that?", I questioned irritably. "What was what?". "That fudging look you kept giving her you, a**hole", I growled lowly. He was in shock by my reaction, unable to figure out what was happening almost like. My expression and feelings were even more foreign to me. I looked over at the crowd she walked to and saw her smiling beautifully. My heart skipped beats by her breathtaking aura. "Ah I know what's wrong with you. You're in love with Mills aren't?", he questioned smirking at his genius idea. I am in what with the girl I just met?!?