Today was the dreaded day of Skylar's party. I had no idea what to do, when I woke up in the morning. The walk to school was very pleasant. At least I had some time away from my family and school fellows.

My worries returned as soon as I entered the school gates. Hilda was standing, taking to Harvey and showing him my photo. It was still very popular, of course, it had only been one day. I kept sending covert glances at them.

Harvey didn't look very happy and was shaking his head. Hilda frowned at him and shook her head in return. It looked like they were arguing over something.

Good for Harvey, Hilda got her own way, way too much. It was about time he started disagreeing with her; and stopped being lured into evil schemes. Hilda is to blame whenever he does something wrong.

What am I thinking? I hate that guy. Why am I reasoning for his actions? He's not a kid. He knows what's right and what's wrong.

I shook my head to clear it from thoughts of Harvey, which kept pestering me since the day he made me almost wet my pants in fear, in the hallway. I couldn't get his glinting eyes out of my head. And surprisingly, Harvey hadn't cornered me for getting him into trouble. To be frank, I was slightly disappointed. I had been expecting an attack and was fully prepared.

I glanced at them again. Lucas had joined them and Hilda was pointing at something in my photo, saying something with a small smile on her face. Harvey had his head down and I couldn't see his expression. Lucas gave a bark of laughter, which made several heads turn and look at them. I turned red and looked away.

Now I come to think of it, I was feeling mildly glad that Harvey wasn't there when Hilda made a scene of embarrassing me in front of the whole school yesterday.

Does that mean he wasn't in on it? Whatever the answer, I wanted to believe that he was innocent.

'Stupid girl,' I scolded myself for my thoughts.

I shook my head again and glanced at them. They were arguing again and Harvey was moving his arms. He was obviously trying to hold in his anger.

'What made him that much angry?' I thought.

Hilda shook her finger at him, scolding him. She grabbed Lucas by the arm and snatched the photo from Harvey's hand before turning to leave. Holding her head high in the air.

Without giving Harvey a glance, I quickened my pace towards my locker. I didn't want Hilda to approach me and taunt me again. But she still succeeded to piss me off because as soon as I reached my locker, I saw another copy of the photo taped to the door.

I ripped it off and crumpled it into a ball before aiming for the bin. I realised my mistake as soon as I saw the paper ball hit the side of the bin and fall on the ground. I know I suck at aims. I growled and stomped to the bin to throw the stupid paper ball inside, which I should have done in the first place.

I opened my locker and took out the books I needed in the classes before recess. I slammed the locker door shut and walked towards the classroom, as quickly as I could, without losing my dignity. What's left of it anyway.

I slipped into my seat, and started reading the textbook. Just to have something to do. Some of the students were throwing taunts at me as usual, hoping that Hilda might hear one and like it. I was so much used to them, that they had no more importance to me than background sounds. I ignored them as easily as I breathed.

Wish I could do the same with Hilda and her cronies. They always had a negative effect on me. I don't know why, but I took notice of their taunts and stunts. I fought back and got angry, and mostly landed myself into trouble. I knew that's what they wanted, but I couldn't help myself. Most of the time I dragged them into trouble with me too. So, it wasn't that bad.

You must be wondering why they chose me as a toy. It was because Hilda was mean and wanted people to be in awe of her. She started this enmity and I fought back. I was never the one to admit defeat.

Here's the uncliché part. The real reason was, that she couldn't accept the fact that I was better than her at something. Studies! Which was really the main point of going to school. Despite being the queen bee, Hilda was really good at studies, and sometimes even tied with me. But I never let her beat me. Studies were the only thing I could be on top of her.

Sometimes I was amazed that the people who hated me the most, and were hated by me the most, were my greatest of friends. I studied in order to become a somebody so I could show my aunt that I was not a silly little orphan girl, and in order to not let Hilda get the better of me at something.

Lisa helped Hilda because she always did what Hilda asked her to do.

Lucas was never in on their plans to have a go at me. Not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't. He was too dimwitted. And Hilda was afraid that he might get them in trouble. Beats me why she let him tag along. She could have chosen any boy, and yet she chose him. Sometimes I wonder if she has any common sense in her at all.

Last but not the least, Harvey. He had the most unique reason. He just wanted to see someone getting into trouble. He treasured the moments when a student was scolded, punished and whatnot.

I don't blame him for feeling bored with the monotonous routine of school. And really, I can't be that much of a hypocrite, because I love the little moments of excitement too. Of course, only when I'm not involved. What beats me is that why did Harvey always choose me as a target? Why not someone else?

Miss David entered the classroom, her high heels creating a racket on coming in contact with the tiled floor. I found myself wishing that she tripped over and got humiliated in front of the class, in return of all the times she had humiliated me. But life is so unfair, and we don't always get what we want.

The remaining school day passed without any mishaps for me. I think Hilda was content with yesterday's humiliation, and tried no antics today. Also she was angry at Harvey and was not talking to him.

One good thing actually happened in the cafeteria today. Good is actually an understatement. I, for one, was ecstatic about it.

It all started ... I don't know when, but Hilda and Harvey were arguing again. I couldn't hear what they were saying but even looking at them arguing like that, filled me with satisfaction.

Suddenly, Hilda got up and turned Harvey's plate of pasta upside down, before stomping off to the neighbouring table. Lisa followed suit, with Hilda's tray in one hand, and her own in the other.

As soon as Hilda sat down, her back to the previous table, Harvey stood up with his chocolate milk in his hand. He strutted towards Hilda, and before anyone could warn her, he poured the drink on her pretty little head.

Hilda's squeal was worth listening, and it totally made my day.

'I would thank Harvey for this later tonight, at the party,' I thought.

A perfect babble of noises broke out as people started discussing facts, as to why they had been fighting. Harvey stomped out of the cafeteria and nobody dared stop him.

Hilda started screeching with rage when she realised that it was Harvey who had done it, and it wasn't water. The sticky chocolate milk had trickled down her shirt, and it started sticking to her back. The brown colour of the drink had quite spoiled her cream coloured designer shirt.

For the rest of the day, whenever I started feeling down in the dumps, I remembered what happened in the cafeteria, and pictured Hilda's face, as red as a tomato, and steam blowing out of her ears. It was enough to make me laugh.

After the last bell, I exited the school gates and saw Harvey leaning against his shiny silver car. When I walked by, he smiled and nodded. I looked behind me, but I saw no one else there.

What just happened? I looked at Harvey again and he did something else.

He winked.

I blushed like a girl and my heart fluttered.

'He's tricking you again. Like he always does,' my mind scolded my heart.

But I couldn't help thinking, 'maybe going to the party tonight won't be so bad after all.'

Author's note:

I couldn't think of a good name for this chapter. But I think the content is pretty good.

The hoping for the teacher to trip happened to me. I feel guilty about it now. I also do love people getting into trouble. It's exciting. Is it wrong to like it?

Stay tuned for the next update, for Mary is going to Harvey's house for the party. What do you think about that? Romance is brimming?

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