Juliet

The tension is building up in here.

I started fanning myself. I can't help it. Sitting in between two hot guys was the last thing on my mind today. Yet here I was. I wondered if Oliver was the type of guy to just to play around.

I was so busy oogling Oliver I forgot Owen glaring at me as if I was committed a murder.

Geez... What got his boxers in a twist ?

My phone blinked. I received a message from Owen? It said : Stop eye- Raping him! Look straight or at me.

This is real mature. I gave him the look.

He just shrugged. I shook my head and looked straight ahead. Men and their everything !

I still remembered what it was like back in those days.

Seven years ago........

It was a beautiful morning. The sun was up in the sky and I felt like I could do poetry. I was on my way to economics class when all of a sudden a body crushed against me.

I fell straight for the floor with a big load over me. I groaned in pain. Why do I end up like this ?

I looked up to find an angry face looking over me.Oh my lord. It was Owen. Owen Melon. The Owen Melon.

"Yeah it is me fucking clumsy bitch !"

My jaw dropped. Did I say that out loud ?

"Did you just ... abuse and accuse me for bumping into me ?" I stuttered.

"Is your brain working slow ?"

He snapped. I just looked at him. What kind of person can be so ugly and cruel ?

My vision became blurry.

"Awww did I hurt your feelings ?"

He had the nerve. I couldn't take it.Nobody deserves to be treated this way not even me !

I could see a huge crowd forming around us.

He mercilessly laughed at my pathetic state. I don't know what happened to me. But my tears turned into rage and anger. Before he could humiliate me further, I slapped him across the face.

Hard.

A whole new silence conquered us.

"You better watch your mother-fucking mouth you bloody fat ass. Watch the fuck where you are going and don't bloody blame it !"

I spat. With that I pushed him aside.

But before I could go further, I turned and said, "And the name's Juliet, bitch !"