| Daisy |

Who kept texting me in the middle of the night?!

Once again I was sporting dark circles and nest hair. I couldn't sleep. My mind went into overdrive. All I did was think and then rethink and then think the rethink. .

My mind was a plate of scrambled eggs.

I kept staring at the message.

I typed and send at least ten messages but didn't get reply to any of them. I called and it went into forwarding.

But then. . .

The text didn't make me stay up all night.

If only it did. .

If only I didn't have anything else in my heart but the text . .

Who made me stay up all night was a certain green eyed man who lurked around the edges of my heart -just when I think I got him. .he would take a step back. Why did I keep thinking about his smile , his laugh . .and well I reflected on my actions and found myself to be on the wrong side of the fence.

I shouldn't have pushed him.

Or demanded him to tell me everything at once.

Guess he was rubbing off on me since I got stubborn that day. Hard headed like him.

I had to apologise.

Ugh!

This isn't how I imagined my life to be.

My love life was not making any sense . And now this? A secret admirer who refused to give me a reply ?

What kind of a secret admirer was that?

But to be honest I really didn't care about the sender of the text. I was just curious.

Sorry secret admirer, my life was already messed up. I can't let you in my head too.

Once you fall in love, the rest of the species just don't matter.

I knew where and to whom my heart belonged to.

But him not exactly returning my feelings..

Now that was another whole issue altogether! That green eyed man kept pulling me and just. . .it simply wasn't in my hand to stop myself from hoping. .and falling for him.

Love don't work that way.

Walking towards my class, I was knee deep in my very own world of misery. I didn't bother covering my dark circles and patchy pale skin. I just didn't have the energy for it . .Jenn insisted on applying a coat of concealer but I didn't let her.

She did ask about their origin and I told her I had period cramps last night.

And I knew she knew I was lying.

But she didn't ask me anything else after that which I was thankful for. Deadly thankful. I could feel my temples pulsing . .a mighty headache on its way.

I was dreaming of a cup of coffee to fix me.

I was walking around like a sleepy zombie.

I tried to rub off the sleep from my eyes but it didn't work.

A splash of cold water might do the job.

Tying my hair into a messy bun, I turned towards the girl's bathroom and pushed open the door- instantly a heavy floral perfume hit me in the face waking me up.

It jolted me awake.

Alert, I stepped in and closed the door behind me. .my eyes searching for the culprit and sure enough. .my already sour mood went downhill at the sight of miss Jessica Burns.

She had her eyes shut and was spritzing a fixing spray on her makeup. Donning her royal blue cheerleader uniform with the roaring lion print on the chest. . .she looked like the epitome of the word sexy.

Once again I looked at her and then at my worn out self.

She opened up her cat eyes and then started to dump all the makeup stuff in her bag while I moved slowly. Unsurely.

As if she just realized she wasn't alone, her moving hands stopped ,her neck snapped in my direction and as soon as she saw me , the cheerful look on her face morphed into one of a snotty annoyance.

"It's you ." She said in a clipped voice.

What?

Finding me confused , she rolled her eyes while slinging on her bag.

"The one who keeps getting in my way to Dean. " She said in a duh voice .

Just hearing his name from her mouth. .

It was like something in me pushed back my demure nature and a cold demon took over me.

I smiled at her . .kinda shocking her.

"Honey, you still wouldn't be able to get him even if I wasn't in your way. "

Guess she so wasn't expecting that kind of answer from me. Did she took me for a lamb? I knew what belonged to me and I knew whom i belonged to.

I wouldn't allow a buzzing bee to distract me.

She crossed her arms and stick out her hip.

Must be her trying to look intimidating pose.

"You know, whatever your name is. .I don't want to be the mean girl here but it's so freaking simple. I like Dean and he likes me too. I want him and he wants me too. So I would appreciate it if you step back from my man. Bottom line. .back off." She winked at the end .

I shook my head slightly.

"Call him your man call him your husband and he still wouldn't be that. Cinderella did say one thing right. A dream is a wish your heart makes and I promise you I won't deny a girl of the right to dream." I winked too.

There was no humor between us.

The environment was charged with animosity. With something I had never felt before.

Protectiveness.

Possessiveness.

"Good one." She clapped in mocking. " Never thought you had a tongue on you. Gloria is teaching you well after all-"

I snapped so suddenly.

"Don't your dare bring her into this!"

She placed her hands on her hips.

"Or what? You'll rat me out to her. I'm scared!" She shivered for a dramatic effect and then smirked. " I have no hidden agendas against you . Just stay in your lane. "

"I would have but I don't take orders. " I shrugged.

I could see she was bristling- ego bruising - all the smirking, the mocking humor dropped from her face like a mask.

Her cat eyes turned into slits.

Lips pulled in a line.

"Listen and listen well ," she raised her index finger in warning ," If you so much as tried to come between us , I would bring hell down !!"

It was my time to smirk.

"Be my guest."

Breathless with trying to restrain herself , She lost her senses at my careless manner and took a threatening step at me - but the door shot open and the both of us glanced at the intruder.

A golden head peeked in-her emerald eyes gleamed in excitement when she saw me and then her eyes shifted towards the other one-Jessica.

The excitement seeped out of her eyes - she stepped all in. Click clacking her way towards me. Standing beside me . . towering over with her heels. Decked in all black designer , she flipped her golden locks back - casting a chilling glance at her.

"Am I interrupting something?" She asked directly from me.

I was about to answer when-

"Like you ever can ."

Jessica's snotty voice reminded me of chalk scratching on a black board.

In a total slo-mo Gloria's head turned towards her .

No smile on her face. No twinkle in her eyes.

"Answer when you're spoken to. " Her normal cheerful voice took a 360 turn . She seemed like authority.

Jessica chuckled softly.

"I'll talk however I like-"

She shut up .

Because Gloria leaned in- so close to Jessica's face burning her .

"Burns, shut it before I tell you how to."

The no nonsense tone of Gloria shocked me to the bones. Even I got a little intimidated at the way she was commanding Jessica around. I saw Jessica open and close her mouth and then knowing well she lost the battle, with a huff she stepped back and moved towards the door.

Just as her hand pulled the door open, she turned around for a last retort-

"Out."

Gloria raised her voice , pointing at the door with her index finger.

Jessica turned so red I thought she was going to burst any second but she bit her bottom lip hard and turned around.

Giving me one last venomous look of course.

Slamming the door shut.

With her tail tucked between her legs , she was gone.

Looking at the door in disbelief, I covered my mouth with my hand.

"Did that. . really happened? "

"What?" Gloria checked herself in the mirror.

"Did you just tell Jessica Burns to get lost ? " I was really sounding dazed.

"Yeah. Someone had to right?" She grinned in the mirror, rummaging around in her bag.

"Wow. Color me impressed."

Gloria waved her hand .

"You do not want to mess with me when I'm wearing black."

I nodded. . .so out of it.

"What was she doing here? With you?" She asked applying lipstick.

"Bullying . "

Her hand stopped and with half done lipstick she turned around at me, the bullet lipstick in her hand.

"Explain."

I did and she listen intently. . leaning against the sink.

She nodded slightly, a thoughtful look crossing her beautiful face .

"Pathetic low life! People like her should never be taken lightly. When I say lightly I mean do not ignore her or let her walk over you. You show her what you are made of. I won't always be around. Remember , no one can save you but you."

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