I'd Rather Be In Love With . . .

Chapter Three - The Perfect Kick

I walked up to the big billboard in the middle of the grey pavement and read the different colored papers indicating different times for different events. Hmm, I've got everything I need so I guess it's time to go to my room and meet my roommate! Nah, I have a feeling things are gonna go really bad. Who the hell was I kidding with all that hopeful new chances bullshit?!

I sighed and pushed those feelings aside. I walked to the first building facing the other one and climbed down the stairs to the double red doors. Alongside the stairs trailing down on each side where trimmed bushes covering the bottom floor. So basically the bottom windows. The place only had concrete where you had to walk to get from building to building but apart from that, it was all grass and notice boards.

I placed my hand on one of the doors and was about to push it open when I heard a soft moan come from my right. By instinct, I looked to see a blond, figures, in her pink bra pinned up against the wall in between two windows. The guy's hand was up her skirt and every time they pulled away he...smirked! I know I should have looked away but...I didn't. The girl giggled as she knotted her arms around his neck and he smiled pulling away from her lips, his hands now resting on her hips. EWE! I mentally screamed in my head, and outside in PUBLIC too!

Well, looks like those bushes come with an advantage, oh god, this means every time I need to get to my dorm I'm gonna see or hear this?

I cleared my throat and the girl turned her head and stared daggers at me, but the guy just looked his smile dying down a bit but he was still amused. "What!?!" She asked in more of a dangerous voice. I was gonna speak when the guy's mouth widening caught my eye, he was smiling again and finding this....entertaining!?! I would have thought he would be just as anxious to get on with his make-out session like the blonde bimbo.

Ok, I shouldn't have anything against her but the crazy resemblance to kate was unnerving.

It was the first time since I saw them make out that I really focused on the guy who most probably asked her to do all this in the first place.

He wore faded black jeans with a white baggy top and the collar turned up around his neck. You could just see that he wasn't just muscular but had a great six pack. His skin was naturally tanned bronze that let his hazel eyes show perfectly. He wore his short black hair spiked up at the top giving him more of the bad look. His bottom lip was plumper then the top and for a second I actually understood why anyone would want to kiss those lips if not suck on them.

Ugh! I'm actually talking about a boy this way! Huh, must be getting influenced by that chicks mind or something.

But his look wasn't the thing to draw me in, Nah it was the fact that he looked so familiar but...I just can't put my darn finger on it!

"Uh hello!?!" I pulled my eyes away from his only to be looking back at her. "God the new kids are such perverts, do you mind just getting lost now?!" I simply nodded and pushed open the door, but before I stepped into the building I heard the guy chuckle and at the same time telling the girl to 'Come over here'. Great! I'm going to a s*x-crazed school! How wonderful! NOT!

Ah! s**t! I forgot to stand up for myself! Pathetic I know, but really when you spend as much time as me being kicked around you'll get what I'm saying.

I sighed and made my way up the stairs to the fourth floor. Ok from floor two and up....it's PACKED! "Excuse me," I said trying to be heard over the chatters and music. I squeezed through people and was actually banged against the wall TWICE!

Room 38! It took two go's to try and open the door with the key when finally I managed it. I slammed myself against the door as soon as it closed and shut my eyes taking in a deep breath, "Thank god," I whispered opening my eyes.

"Who said there was any God?" I jumped to the left to see a....emo? She wore a long black dress that had a split from her hip down. She had covered herself in white blush and wore black lipstick with purple eye shadow. Ok I know this is gonna sound stupid but I was actually scared at that moment. I've never really known a emo that looked so much like a walking corpse. Even her eyes looked dead. Haha, me! "Sandra," She said removing one of her hands from her hip and extending it to me. She had painted her nails black ages ago mainly from the way they were chipping away.

"Hey, I'm Fay. Nice to meet you," I said smiling and shaking her hand excitedly. She rolled her eyes back in her head and turned to walk over to her side of the room.

"Ok, I took the left side so...You're stuck with the right side, first come, first serve. Anyway, I have rules if this is gonna work." Ok, I can do rules. She finished unpacking as she talked and I just sat on the edge of my bed taking in all of her rules, also....the right side looked the best, she must have moved my stuff over here cause the boxes were chucked onto my bed and the suitcases were thrown on my side of the floor. Shouldn't it be the other way round?

"First, you do NOT under any circumstances TOUCH my stuff. Second, you NEVER wake me up on a Saturday. Third, you NEVER invite anyone to stay on my bed from Monday to Tuesdays because I will be sleeping at my boyfriends. Fourth," she dusted her hands together and walked over to me. Her dark black hair falling over her blue eyes, "You DON'T ever touch me when I'm asleep, ok?" I nodded taking in everything, she talked really fast....wait! What was the last thing she said? "Good!" she yelled and then left me alone in the room.

I sat there confused. Does she think I'm a lesbo? I shrugged my shoulders and started to unpack. We both had a window above our beds and one in the middle. Two brown wardrobes, two single beds, two bedside tables, one small shelf where we can sit to stare out the window, two dressing tables with draws and shelf's on our side of the beds where we can place books. Also, there was a mini fridge in the corner of the room.

I was finally done unpacking and shoved the boxes along with the suitcase under my bed. I should go explore and find out where the bathrooms and things are. I changed from my knee-length purple skirt into baggy blue hip hanging jeans and a flimsy red shirt with the first two buttons undone that hovered just above the hem of my jeans, yes I took some of my sister's pointers.

I grabbed my shoulder bag throwing it over my shoulder and grabbed the minimap I placed on the desk.

The noise had died down and.....people actually smiled at me!

Ok so the bathroom was at the end of the room. The lunchroom was in the other building facing the park and the other set of dorm rooms was the opposite building. I think I need some air for some random reason, plus I can go see the outside too!

I was looking down at the map, trying to figure out which turn I take to get to the football pitch, I really want to see some of the school's games, that I didn't see another girl walking straight into me. She bashed into me causing me to lose balance and fall back, her bag and books fell to the floor as she let out a gasp not caring about her stuff as she ran over to me extending her hand for me to take.

"I.AM.SO.SORRY!" I made a sort of moaning noise and took her hand holding the other to my bag and map, "I was trying to find, 'Chester's dorm' that I didn't see you! I am really sorry," I looked up to see a small timid brunette, her hair cut into a pixie style and her light green eyes framed but a large pair of glasses.

"Don't worry, trust me I probably made you gravitate into me. Apparently I'm skilled at doing that with the air just to trip me up so why not humans too?"

She wore a pink dress with yellow flowers on it and a pair of sandals exposing her yellow-painted toenails. She looked nice. She bent down to pick up her books and I helped, she was also wearing big round granny glasses and something in her eyes told me she knew exactly what I had been through, she looked as though this was a new start for her too and she just screwed it up, as though people also made her life hell in high school. When I bent down and started helping her she just stopped and looked at me with shock in her features.

"What?" I asked giggling slightly at the end. She laughed and looked back down picking up the rest of her things.

"Nothing....it's just that, no one's ever talked to me unless to say, you dork or granny take those glasses off," she did an expression that made me burst into laughter, "So yeah, it's a bit of a shock....but if you want you can stop talking to me from here on," her eyes flew to the floor and I saw how desperate she was to not be rejected again.

"Why would I want to do that? I need a friend, plus you seem pretty cool," her head snapped up and a smile whipped her face. It was true, she did seem cool. "And if you're looking for 'Chester dorm then it's just this one, I live there too. Oh, by the way, be prepared, when I first went there two people were making out....just warning you,"

"Ugh, sexually active teenagers, who can live without them?" we both burst into laughter again and I decided to walk her to the dorm since I can't be bothered to be walking around alone.

"I'm Fay,"

"I'm Nicky....my dad's choice of name," she added as she hugged her books to her chest like I had done the last day of school. Well at least I've got a friend....and it seems enemies from before....but really who the hell makes out outside and shags outdoors to?! IN PUBLIC!?!

I helped her unpack and we decide to meet up at lunch outside by the green billboard. She had to go to the office and I wanted to see the pitch so we went our separate ways. I stuffed my map into my bag as I walked up the stalls and sat staring down at the pitch, wow it was practically the same size as the ones in the stadiums.

Ok, I'm not into actually PLAYING football, but I LOVE watching it! I'm totally obsessed with it! Plus it'll be my first game without dad, so....they better win since I'm changing football teams. After another five minutes of examining their amazing patch of grass, I got up and made my way down.

I hadn't even noticed there was a second car park behind the actual building where I would take lessons. After the pitch, there was another car park and I walked through it eager to get back to where the students would be hanging out.

"Hey!" I came to a halt and turned to look behind me to see a rather striking guy walking up to me...his shirt nowhere in sight. His shaggy brown hair glistened from sweat in the sun and his six-pack stood out like he'd just finished a workout as his shorts hugged his legs. His right ear was pierced with a diamond earring and for that fraction of a second I was totally lost in his hotness. As bad as this may sound but....I've never actually seen a boy half-naked as much as actually having a HOT guy talk to me. That's right I've only talked to geek ones and even that was if I was lucky.

"U....um..." I shuttered not able to get words to roll off from my tongue as he got closer to me. His smile grew wider as he came to a halt in front of me. He leaned back against a red B.M.W with his foot against the door. But of course, guys only want one thing and when they can't be bothered to go in search of a desperate wayward rebel they ask the freaks, they think it gains us a little bit of popularity for a few minutes, good or bad so they think we'll do it.

"Wanna give us a blow job? I'm hot and bothered and really need to release some strain, so what you say?" I just looked at him; all of a sudden his charm didn't work any longer. My mouth hung open and I just stared at him with disbelief. How can you just ask a stranger that? "Come on, I don't have all day...I need to get to practice so get to your knees and open up wide," He grinned at me again.

"No thanks, I think I'd rather eat my school work," his smile disappeared and I turned on my heel taking a step forwards, but before I could take another step he spat out the words I had heard so many times over.

"Freak! Your never gonna get laid I was your best offer but who the hell wants to f**k a freak like you?" I was so sick and tired of people calling me a freak that he snapped my last nerve. I will not go through the same thing as I did in high school! It's a new start! I'm no way gonna let him get away with it or anyone else for that matter!

I stopped walking and turned to face him. I smiled and took a step back closer to him and his smile came back up to his face. He folded his arms across his chest and was about to say something when I brought my fist up and connected with his nose causing a snapping noise. His hands flew to his nose and he screamed out in agony. GOOD!

I grabbed him by the hair remembering what my dad taught me and threw him down to the floor so that he was lying next to the car on his back. I stopped for a minute to take off my bag and slammed it down on the roof of the car before taking hold of it and bringing my foot up, I kicked him in the stomach over and over enjoying hearing him groan with pain, but I'll be honest the blood coming from his nose was gross!

"I.AM.NOT.A.FREAK!" I screamed loud enough so he could understand. My other hand rested against the car like the other and I kept up the kicking.

"No way! You're doing it all wrong!" I stopped kicking the guy on the floor as my foot was in the air ready to land the next punch. I turned to my right to see the guy from before walking towards me with a smirk on his lips! His shirt was more open this time and I became aware of the earring on his right ear, just like the guy on the floor. I took my hands from resting on the car and took a step away from the crumpled heap of trash on the ground.

"What?" I asked confused, raising an eyebrow. You're most probably wondering why I wasn't melting with how hot he looked, he did look hot, but I'm not really the sort of girl who thinks about boys all the time. He chuckled and kept walking towards me and when he was finally in front of me he kicked the guy hard in the stomach.

"You need to add more strength into your kick," I shrugged my shoulders and rested one hand on his shoulder and tried what he had shown me. "Nope, You need to throw your leg back as far as possible and then bring it in with full strength, like this," he demonstrated again. I tried again, "Good but remember more power."

"Can't I just kick him like twice really fast each time?" I asked looking up at him with a questioning look in my eyes. He looked from me and down at the guy on the floor thinking. The trash let out a moan of pain and the guy who was standing with me looked back at me,

"Yeah sure, try it." I nodded and took hold of his shoulder again. Yes, I need to hold on to something for support, not my fault! I kicked the guy again, this time he let out a yell, "Yep that worked." He replied, before grabbing my bag and turning, he handed my bag over and we walked away leaving a beaten gross pile of waste on the floor.

"Chris, you already know me." he stated, flashing a row of perfectly white teeth at me.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I'm not really used to that kinda thing....outside. I'm Fay," he didn't give me his hand, instead, he tucked them into his jeans pocket and we walked back into campus. "Ok this is gonna sound really weird but...I feel like I know you from somewhere but...I just....don't know where."

"Um....from before?" He said matter of factually.

"No, I mean....." I cut off as it suddenly hit me. My heart bashing inside my chest and my stomach turned so much I thought I was going to be sick. "You...You're...." I cut off again not able to admit it to myself. My eyes where as wide as they could possibly go and I forced myself to go on. "Your Christian Rand?" he looked down to the floor and then back up at me with a smile.

"Took you long enough. But I'm surprised that you actually know who I am....only because you're a girl and from what I'm told, girls don't watch football that much." That sexist bastard! Wait! Your standing and talking to a......

WORLD KNOWN.....FOOTBALL PLAYER?

Kill.Me.Now.

There really is a God after all.