Just like a movie

My life is wonderfully over. It’s fabulously complete. It’s perfectly finished. Am I making any sense here? Sigh. It’s a long, sad story.

My name is Sophia Lee and I currently hate myself. Actually, scratch that. I despise myself. I loathe myself. How could I be so stupid? Maybe I was born smart, and I hit my head on something really hard, and ended up stupid. Or something like that, anyway.

You see, every girl hates someone or the other. It’s just…natural. Now, I hate a very hate-able person. So, you can’t blame me, right? I mean, he’s annoying, he’s obnoxious and he is so full of himself, just because he looks okay. Um, maybe a little better than okay. Oh, what the heck, he’s drop dead gorgeous. But it doesn’t make a difference to me, because this guy has a tendency to make my life hell. Now, you may think I’m kidding, or at least over exaggerating. But I’m not.

When I first met Adrian Carter at kindergarten, he pulled my hair. Slowly as we grew up together, because our families were so close, his so called jokes got more and more annoying. He made fun of me, broke my Barbie doll when I was 6 and then called me a crybaby. When I was 11, he called me ‘fatty’ when I was actually under weight (not anorexic, just under weight). When I was 13 and was talking to my crush, he came right in the middle of the conversation, and he told my crush one of my most embarrassing moments (he, unfortunately, happened to be present when it happened. No, you do not need to know what it is). When I was 15, he ruined my wonderful date by showing up at the same restaurant with his girlfriend, and without asking, he joined us, and chattered non stop with my date during the dinner. You see where I’m going here? And now, at 17, he still plays his ‘tricks’ on me.

It’s bad enough that every girl in school loves him, and they all think its ‘cute’ that he plays pranks on me. Yes, cute. But that’s not my problem. My problem is worse. Way, way, worse. Because, the other day, my friend Gina was having a party, and half the school was invited. I closed my eyes, thinking of the party.

‘Hey Gina, this party is great!’ I said enthusiastically, enjoying the music and the food.

‘Yeah, I know, I’m surprised so many people showed up,’ she said, looking at the massive crowd.

‘Oh please,’ I said, rolling my eyes. ‘Like anyone wouldn’t show up for the ‘Gina parties’.

Gina laughed. ‘I can’t believe they actually gave it a name!’

She took the microphone and said,

‘Okay everybody, how about a game of spin the bottle?’

There was a loud chorus of ‘yeah!’ going through the people. Spin the bottle? The last time I played that game was when I was 14. To be honest, I wasn’t very fond of it. I just found the whole concept of kissing random people disgusting.

So, in around 10 minutes the game had begun. People were cheering for everyone. And that’s when it happened. The bottle was pointing towards me. I gulped and looked at the other side of the bottle. NO. WAY. Not him! Anyone but him! Even an ant, for god’s sake. Adrian looked at me, with a tiny smirk playing around his lips. Ugh! He still managed to be infuriating. At least the idiots weren’t hooting or anything. That was when some ass screamed,

‘Just kiss already!’

It all happened faster than a flash of lightning. Adrian looked at me, and before I knew, he was kissing me, and I was actually kissing him back! His mouth moved gently against mine, and my hand was cupping his cheek. He nibbled on my lower lip, and I opened my mouth. It was a good thing that his hands were around my waist because if they weren’t there, my trembling knees would have caused me to fall. The feeling was sensational. It was wonderful. It was amazing. It was indescribable. I heard someone clearing their throat. I pulled away from him. I glanced up at him, shocked. For a second, he had a strange look on his face. But he quickly changed it to that usual irritating look.

That was not supposed to happen.

I sighed, for the millionth time. I knew what it meant. I had spent the whole night figuring it out. Once I got the answer, I freaked out. Because that was not supposed to happen. I was NOT supposed to fall in love with the idiot. But the more I thought about it, the more it slowly started to make sense. Every time I was around him, I was always talking to him, even if it was only insults. Every time I heard another girl at school talk about him, I always felt uncomfortable, even slightly jealous. Of course, I didn’t realize it until I thought about t. Now can you understand why I hate myself?

The next day at school, Gina came up to me.

‘Sophia, I know you’ve been ignoring this topic for many days now. But you have to face it! Something definitely sparked between the two of you that night. It was like…a perfect movie kiss. You can’t deny it!’

No, I can’t, I thought to myself. But she doesn’t need to know that.

‘Of course not,’ I said coolly. ‘Nothing happened.’ Then I made the mistake of looking right at her, and she had that hurt expression on her face.

‘You can lie to everyone else Sophia,’ she said quietly. ‘But please don’t lie to me.’

‘Fine,’ I sighed. ‘I’m in love with him, okay?’

‘You are?’ She squealed excitedly. ‘Oh, that’s so cute! It’s perfect! You guys would make a great couple!’

I rolled my eyes. ‘Now you’re just freaking my out with all the high pitched squealing. How can Adrian and I make great couple if we both are sworn enemies?’

She waved her hand in the air, as if to brush something off, and laughed airily.

‘Minor problems. Have you spoken about the kiss to him yet?’

‘No. It’s not like we ever are going to speak about it. Oh crap!’ I hit my forehead with my palm.

‘What?’ Gina asked, her eyebrows drawing together in confusion.

‘Crap! His family is coming over for dinner!’

‘So?’

‘You don’t get it. Both our parents made a plan that they would go for a movie tonight, which means Adrian and I will be home alone! Alone! It would be so awkward!’

‘Relax, Sophia. You can just watch a movie or something. At least it will keep you from the ‘awkward’ silence, as you call it.’

‘Bye guys! Have fun!’ I called out to my parents, who were leaving with Adrian’s parents. I closed the door and went into the drawing room.

‘Let’s watch a movie, huh?’ I said to Adrian, who nodded. We both knew that the both of us were avoiding the whole topic of the kiss. I went to the DVD player, put on the movie and sat next to Adrian on the couch.

Halfway into the movie, I was immersed in my own thoughts (which were basically about Adrian), when he said,

‘She’s wearing sneakers.’

I blinked. What? ‘Excuse me?’ I asked.

‘Sneakers. She’s wearing sneakers in the movie.’

‘So?’

‘That heel clicking noise is coming in the background.’

‘Uh…are you drunk? Do you want to lie down?’

‘No! See for yourself!’ He took the remote and re-winded it. Sure enough, the clicking of heels could be hear when the female lead was walking – with sneakers.

‘Adrian,’ I said. ‘It’s a movie. What do you expect? It’s predictable. Like how every time the hero of the movie is hiding behind a closet from a murderer; that weird DUM-DUM-DUM-DUM music always plays.’

‘Yup,’ he said, nodding. ‘And you’ll also never find a male lead who is ugly.’

‘That’s true,’ I agreed. ‘Nor will you ever find a geek who is pretty.’

‘Right you are,’ he said. ‘You’ll also never find an awkward first kiss between the hero and heroine.’

I laughed. I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice it before. I was head over heels in love with him!

‘What are you thinking about?’ He asked, helping himself to more popcorn.

I’m just thinking about how much I love you, I thought.

‘What?’ He said, sounding shocked.

Wait! I thought I said that in my mind! Damn it!

‘Did I say that out loud?’ I grimaced.

‘Yes,’ he said, sounding freaked out.

‘It’s true,’ I sighed. ‘I really do love you.’

There were a million romantic things he could have done at that moment. But no, the thick skulled idiot just had to faint.

‘Adrian?’ I said, in a panicky voice.

‘I’m here - alive,’ he said meekly.

‘You idiot! I thought you really did faint!’ I said. ‘Why on earth did you do that?’

‘Well,’ he said. ‘You can’t exactly blame me for sounding shocked, can you?’

‘Not really,’ I admitted. ‘But couldn’t you have said ‘I don’t love you back’?’

‘Now wait a second,’ he said, confused. ‘Who said anything about not loving you back?’

‘Yeah, yeah. You don’t have to try and make me feel better. Its okay, you know.’

‘Sophia, the only reason I very nearly fainted was because I couldn’t believe that I actually managed to do something successfully. I managed to get you to love me,’ he said smiling.

‘What? Have you gone mad?’

‘Why do you think I’ve been ruining all your dates? All your conversations with other guys? Why do you think I’ve been taunting you forever? It was because I love you. Oh crap, now I’m starting to sound like those movies we were talking about. Ah well. I really do love you, Sophia,’ He said. Then he came to me, took my face between his hands and kissed me. It was even better than the first time. It felt insane to know I was loved by someone who I loved. Especially when that someone was Adrian.

‘Adrian,’ I said, pulling away from him. ‘Our relationship might get…slightly awkward, you know. We’re so used to making fun of each other.’

‘Of course it will be awkward,’ he said cheerfully. ‘But who cares?’ And with that, he went back to kissing me.

He was a crazy nutcase, but I loved him anyway. Funny how things turn out, huh?

A/N – Darn it, Aditi, quit writing clichés already! Sigh. I guess I can’t help it. I just love fluffy stuff, you know? Anyway. I’m updating so many one shots, I’m shocking myself. Especially because my finals are going on.

So well, I’ll be saying the same thing everyone says every time –

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Aditi