Chapter 8- Jerkface Is The Name

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I turn to Alec once more and this time he catches my stare and straightens up. With, cue eye roll, a wink.

Why am I always the one getting bad luck?!

I turn and stare down at my desk. I refused to turn to Jack especially after what I just saw. I shiver and its not because I'm cold.

I have to do th-

"Tori? You there?" He frowned and I replied back with a nod. I was afraid if I opened my mouth, I'd barf right there and then.

Where was I...ah yes. I need to do th-

"Tori!" He called out. I freeze and slowly turn my head towards him giving him my meanest glare. Did he really just- "Tori are you okay?" He repeated what he did before. He tapped on my shoulder. With his...burger hands.

I swear I think I see the light. Am I dead? I wish I was. No wait. I wish he was. And my wish is my command.

I was about to lunge at him and I can tell he noticed the sudden change of mood when he inched down and itched to the other side. He was trying to get away. What up with people thinking I won't react? Do they even know who I am?

I'm freaking Tori fu- It's like everything happened in slow motion. I was turning into a mad women when suddenly I look down. And see the most disturbing thing. EVER.

And yes more disturbing then seeing your grandparents have sex. Which actually happened before. I can never look at a snicker doodle the same again.

Anyways, I looked down to see- dun dun duuunn- this piece of buger.

Now instead of me turning red, I turned pale white. I look up and welcome the darkness that comes and swallows me. Hello death. Goodbye world.

I hear a faint voice sounding worried but it was too distance to hear thoroughly. I was too busy being- well dead.

I am lifted up and I was sure I was entering some type of after life when I see a blurry face. Alec's face. How the hell did that happen? No way was Alec an angel. More like the opposite if you know what I mean. I didn't think my sarcastic and rude comments would bring me here. I mean I ain't no saint but I wasn't too bad-

"Don't worry," Alec murmured. What the fuck is happening?

I couldn't reply back because I was in a dark trance.

I couldn't believe what I just did. I now know exactly what just happened.

I just fainted.

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"Oh you're up," a voice said. My vision was slowly recovering but all I saw was a blurred out figure walking towards me.

A hand came into vision and then the person all together. I know what you guys are thinking. And no, it's not Alec. I thank god for that.

"What-ummhpm," I could barely speak and everytime I tried to, my words would turn into groans and terrifying load moans. Out of pain, mind you. Where do the minds of people go these days, straight to dirty and crass thoughts? What ever happened to pure minded people. I know for a fact that Alec isn't Pure. He lost his purity way back where he also lost his-

Ugh! Why are you even thinking about that arsehole?!

Umm, well...I don't I-I just think he's sorta mysterious and challenging like a puzzle... And cute. Yeah cute. That he is. I mean-

Why am I even talking to you? Ew. Says my conscious: who is really starting to piss the hell out of me. But in a way she's right. Or would that be 'I' was right. Well whatever. She is right. I shouldn't be thinking about him. I don't even know the dude to well.

The question that I should really be asking is why I am talking to myself. The stinging sensation brings me back to reality and I am confused as ever.

My head was persistently throbbing and I had a huge headache, size bigger than Kim Kardashian's arse. Wait, my bad. Kim Kardashian's plastic arse. I brought my hand up to rub my distressed temples when a shot of pain rumbled up my body. Damn that hurts. I tried again and the pain once again was there and worse, may I add. I tried again and again curious why it hurt. I should really stop.

Um well duh. Idiot.

Hey!

Don't tell me were doing this again.

"Stop that!" Came a voice that belonged to Miss. Sandra, the school nurse. My vision was still a bit wacky but I managed to see her. Same old Miss. Sandra. She was a short round structure and Red hair but is the nicest thing ever and is probably the only teacher I like. If school nurses were even considered teachers.

She then lectured me about thinking twice and blah blah blah. I already have my mom lecturing me every now and then and I don't need it now. I coughed and was about to speak but my voice was too hoarse and squeaky.

When I did manage to speak, I couldn't recognize my voice. I cleared my throat hoping my voice would be cleared as well. "What happened?" I wince a little touching my head.

"Well, a boy brought you to here saying you fainted in class..." She told me everything. Except she couldn't remember the boy's name. I swear. Old people. Hmph.

She asked me how I was feeling and I lied about everything. You know; the whole 'I'm fine.' But in truce you aren't fine at all. Well yeah, that. I just couldn't tell her that I honestly felt like shit. That would just waste even more time and I don't have time. For shit.

"I know you said you don't remember him but can you at least tell me details? Did he have brownish dark hair? Did he have amazing blue-green eyes? (Yes I really said that) Was he wearing Khaki Skinny jeans and a gray beanie? Was his shirt red? Was he-" Extremely cute.

"Shh. You said you had a headache. Now so do I." She chuckled and then gave me a gesture to continue.

But now I ran out of things to say. Except for the obvious, asking was his name 'Alec'. Oh and if he was cute. I still don't know why I keep on saying things like that. My mouth has the mind of it's own. It's not like I mean it or something. As if. He would have thought. He would have wished I liked him that way. Not going to lie he is sorta cute but that's it. I am just attracted. That's it and that is what it will always be. Right? Yes. Of course. Yes.

Then came a knock on the door.

My heart started to exhilarate. The same feeling it did every time he entered the room. I was just started to feel better and now that he's here, I'm a wreck. I might barf. Okay. Woah, that was going overboard. Don't worry I would never embarrass myself...that much.

"Hey."

My heart dropped.

Jack.

I might actually consider barfing now.

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"Have you seen Alec?"

"No."

"Hey, do you know where Alec might-"

Ugh! Where the hell is Alec! I am going to kill that jerk.

He left me. He actually left me.

I had felt much better, no I didn't barf luckily, and left the nurse's room as fast as I could to get away from-dun,dun,dun- Jack. His name sent a shiver down my spine. No not the good kind.

That was then that I realized if Alec brought me to the nurse, he had to have thought and cared about my well being, which may I say made me in a bit happier mood. That wasn't what I only realized. I also realized he abandoned me. The slight gleeful mood turned to frustration and anger. What the hell! He didn't even stay to see if I was alright. What a jerk. I know I sound like a broken record repeating how much he is a jerk but that seems to be the only word to describe him at the moment. Wait no. I lied. There is one more word: Dead.

To be frankly, I don't care whether he cares or doesn't care about me at all. But what is the point in helping someone and leaving them just like that. He can be so confusing sometimes.

So here I am. Hunting for him like a Lion and a Giselle. If it wasn't obvious, I was the lion. And he was...well dead now.

Some of the students cleared the hallways when they saw me stomping on the halls searching for Alec like he is my prey.

I don't look at anyone. My eyes only searching for the eyes of his.

My shoulders bump into people but right now I don't care. Who am I kidding. I never care. What is caring anyway?. Never heard of it.

That jerk is such a-a- ugh a jerk!

I then jump in surprise when I see the yes I have been searching for. I had bumped into him. Not noticing him until now. But now I don't feel so brave. His powerful and mesmerizing eyes were so captivating that roles have officially changed. Now I was the prey. He was the lion. My before angry mood turned into a fearful mood. I was the one scared.

His eyes trapped mine into a never ending staring contest. That is how I felt, anyway. And he was winning. I wanted to look away but at the same time look into the blueish greenish orbs of his always.

His eyes were terrifying the heck out of me. On how they made me itch to turn away.

On how much they made me feel.

Damn.

He seriously has an eye problem. (Lol)

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A/N: So....I finally updated. Any thoughts. I am not really feeling this book any more. Tell me your thoughts on everything and how my writing is doing so far. I feel like a crappy writer after this chapter. I might make another book. So that is the bright side. Hey loves! It's been a while. Thanks for all the love and support. I love you all to the moon and back. :)