I walked over to my locker, not surprised to see my locker buddy trying to open his locker, I sniggered, “Hey loser.”

“Damn it!” he shouted, punching his locker one more time in hopes of bursting it open. I winced and went back to getting my books out of my locker. This ‘he’ is Adam Vonderver.

“Annabel! Help me get my locker open!” He cried desperately, punching the locker one more time. I slapped him upside the head.

“You idiot! Quit punching your stupid locker. Here, let me open it so you don’t completely break it.” I drawled, pushing Adam out of the way. Why does he have to be so tall? And muscular?! But I like his eyes…. It’s like a mixture of sapphire blue and dewy green… BUT I DON’T LIKE HIM OR ANYTHING!

People think I do though, is it my fault he can be a nice kid when he wants to be AND he’s in most of my classes?

No, it’s not my fault!

The lock clicked and I was brought back from my little rant. I moved quickly away and went to my 1st class. Too bad he sits right behind me, the to big-of-an-ego jerk.

But he’s a hottie jerk.

Oh, will you shut up? You need a serious slapping if you think that.

Most girls think that you need a serious slapping for not going head over heels or talking with “their man”

Oh god, don’t bring this up. I had enough with Beth about this! It’s not my fault I slipped on the wet hallway floor and had to latch myself around Adam’s neck for support! That SO does not count!

Ann, your really stupid sometimes, you know?

I know what you are, but what am I?

…My point is proven

Oh he he, riiigghhhtt.

I have those sometimes. The little “I like to talk to myself” times. Oh, right, like you haven’t had one of those. C’mon, admit it!

Good person!

I sat down in my regular seat, three rows away from the door and 4 seats away from the board. That means in far away and Adam can annoy me all he wants. And that’s not good. Not good at all.

Someone poked my side, my ticklish spot in which I squealed in surprise. And who is it than the devil himself? He chuckled when I glared at him.

“Why can’t you annoy Beth or something? Why does it have to be ME?” I snarled at him.

“Because Annabel you’re prettier than Beth and her friends.” He said loudly. I could feel a blush on my cheeks and I turned away. Most of the girls in the class were glaring at me. Damn him!

“Class quiet down! Now take out your homework and hand it forward...” Our math teacher said, but I quickly drowned him out.

“Annabelle, ANNABELLE!” someone roared in my ear.

“The answer is x56!” I muttered with closed eyes

“No, class is over.” I looked up at a smirking Adam. Damn him! I glared daggers into his air filled head and grabbed my book without looking back at him.

“Hey, wait! WAIT!” Adam called at my back. I turned, my long hair whipped at his face.

“What do you want?” I snarled. I bet why he’s smiling is because I look like a cat.

“You.” My eyes turned to slits.

“Prick!” I muttered, turning away.

-

“Damn it, Damn it…” I kept saying to myself, trying to get out of school, I was all alone! THIS SCHOOL IS EFFIN SCARY WHEN NO ONE ELSE IS AROUND!

OTHER THAN MURDERS!

With that thought I walked faster- and then screamed, and screamed. Someone grabbed my arm and shoved me into a classroom. I didn’t wait to see who the culprit was; I just started smashing him with my fists. And took off my heavy load of a backpack and smashed it into his stomach.

“What the blood hell was that for, woman?!!?!” Adam asked, clutching his stomach. Oops?

“Uh. Self defense?” I supplied helping him up. “You better have a good reason for dragging me into this classroom or else I will kick your sorry ass again!” He scratched his head looking for something to say,

“What’s up?” he asked, faintly.

“What’s up?!” I snarled. He winced, “oh NOTHING, just being dragged into a room by a guy that I despise just to ask WHATS UP!”

“Why do you despise me?!” Silence. “I’ve done nothing to make you hate me!! What’s your problem Annabelle?!” He ran his hand through his hair.

“My problem, Adam! It has NOTHING to do with the fact that you always try to flirt or get me to go out with you!!” I said, crossing my arms.

“Belle, don’t you see?” Adam asked, I shook my head,

“My name is Annabelle!” I said, making a grab for my backpack and Adam caught my wrist.

“No, your Belle to me, and don’t leave. Please don’t leave.”

“Why NOT!” I cried, “What do you want from me?!? I’ve done nothing to make you want to flirt with me, or follow me everywhere! We’ve known each other since 6th grade! WHY the sudden change of heart?! You have every girl in our school falling on their fucking knees for the Baseball Captain!”

“But I don’t want any of those girls!!” He yelled over my screams, thank god only janitors were at the school at the moment, and they were in the other side of the building.

“WHO THE HELL DO YOU WANT!” I screamed, my eyes closed and my fists clutching my hair. This man is so infuriating!

“I want you!” I opened my eyes, he was pacing the room. “Why the hell do I flirt with you all the time?! I WANT YOUR FREAKIN ATTENTION! But no- I’m always viewed as the annoying jerk! Why won’t you look at me like your friend?! Or a boyfriend for that matter?!”

“Because-” I paused. How do I answer this!? “I’m a lone wolf. I can’t be around people all the time! Now if you’re my friend- the most popular guy of our school, or even my boyfriend, do you have any idea how much I would be hassled?! Beth and her gang will make my life a living hell! I can’t handle all the attention.” I sighed.

“You can’t handle the attention? Oh c’mon Belle, one of the reasons I like you so much is because you don’t care about what other people think of you! Is the reason you don’t want to be with me is just because you don’t like me as a boyfriend? I can’t take it! I’ll see you later.” He said hurriedly, and left the room. I hung my head.

What had I done?

5 days later

The last 5 days were the worst of my life. I hurried to my locker and get my books and went to class. I didn’t dare to look at Adam when he comes into the room. I looked at him when I knew he wasn’t looking, he had dark bags under his eyes. He hasn’t slept? At least we have something else in common now.

And I figured something else out too.

I need him to be with me.

YES!!! IT TOOK YOU A WHILE!!

I have a knife. Do NOT tempt me!

Oh erm… anyway…

I never saw him without Beth either. I think they’re a couple now- just thinking that they are is a blow in the gut, but if they are my heart is totally going to blow up.

I need to talk to him. I had to make it all better, seriously I did. I’m totally depressed; I miss how annoying he is. And that’s saying something.

The only thing that has kept me living is my iPod, which was now playing “Here with me” by Dido, which I was now singing loudly in the empty hallways of the school. And dancing like a manic. This kept my mind off Adam, and damn him he just had to ruin it by pulling me into the same room as the other day.

“What the hell- Adam-UMPH!” I was cut off by his lips smashing onto mine.

What. The. Hell.

He took my face into his hands and moved to deepen the kiss, and my arms cautiously wrapped around his neck, ripping the head phones out, and reacted to the kiss.

He’s a good kisser, alright? No girl in the right mind would miss the opportunity, so I won’t either.

He bit my lower lip and I unconsciously opened my mouth into the kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth, tickling my own tongue with his. I had to fight myself to push myself away from him. Though it just occurred to me I was pushed against a wall, I pulled my head back to break the kiss.

“Adam you can’t just kiss me!” I muttered for him to hear. He chuckled, and his eyes were closed and when they opened they showed the eyes I loved so much.

“I think I did.” He replied childishly.

“Well aren’t you a gentleman,” I rolled my eyes, “okay. Seriousness, why the hell did you kiss me? We haven’t talked for 5 days and you just kiss me!”

“So you’ve been counting the days also?” he asked, stroking my cheeks with his thumb.

“Adam- that was my stupid first kiss, and you just did it because...”

“Because I love you.” He said simply, my mouth open in shock. I thought he had only liked me! “I’ve loved you for 6 years. It took me 5 to figure out how I felt, and that’s why I changed. I need your attention. I didn’t care if you hated me or not, I just wanted your attention. It was my drug... please Belle, don’t break my heart.” He nuzzled his head into my neck. I remained silent, gaping. He loved me? He loved me for 6 YEARS?!

“I- I need time to think.” Was all I can manage out.

“I’ve waited 6 years Belle...” he whispered, I gently pushed him away.

“You can wait one more day then.” I said softly, and walked out of the room.

The next day…

I walked over to my locker, not surprised to see my locker buddy at his locker. He still had dark bags under his eyes- he couldn’t sleep last night.

“Hey loser!” I called out to him. He lifted his head and smiled sadly. I smiled and walked over towards him and I pulled him closer. “Hey loser,” I whispered, “I love you.” I pulled him closer capturing his lips. He pulled away grinning, I heard gasps from around us, I turned to see Beth and her gang gaping at us, the look on their faces was priceless. I smiled Adam wrapped his arms around my waist. This is the way it’s suppose to be

Me and my Loser.

Oh how I love happy endings.

Yea. I love them too.