FELIX

I choose to write my English essay reports after school instead of taking it home, just before we move out, my friends and I, to share flyers and place posters around town, publicizing the new business.

In the middle of writing the reports, somebody enters the class. As soon as I catch a glimpse of who it is, I move my things aside in a fit of rage. It's like my brain stops thinking rationally, only wanting to hurt Rex so bad.

"You freaking bastard!" I advance towards him in ballistic rush.

He holds his hand up, surrendering before I can grab his shirt. "Chill out, mate. I didn't come for trouble."

"You don't have to come for trouble, it follows you wherever you go." Recalling his stupid deal and how he sold me off to Joey does a great job tempting me to throw a blow to his face. I don't know if it will make me feel slightly better since I'm about to lose everything I have with Agnes, but I really, REALLY want to break his nose.

He clears his throat. "I see you're here alone so there's no need for small talk."

"Absolutely."

"Rather, we should talk about how impressed I am and the leap of progress you have had over the holidays. On a scale of one to ten, ten being the best, I'm at one thousand."

I release his shirt, shaking my head shamefully. "Some friend you are." If I was watchful of how foolish it was keeping him in my corner, maybe I'd be in a less frustrating situation.

He sneers, "you can despise me for being a jerk some other time. However, I've come to salute you. Initially, I doubted you could pull it off, but you have surpassed all my expectations. I'm so flattered to formally crown you the 'King of the Impossible'. Cheers to you, mate."

My eyes sting with anger. I can almost taste the pleasure of beating him up to a pulp. Sadly, we are still on school grounds, and I don't crave to be charged at this early age for physical assault or worse, murder.

"And also, I want to give you this souvenir." He brings from his backpack a transparent bag full of action figurines, the coolest I've ever seen – so cool I feel my anger firing up intensely.

The nerve of this guy to seriously do this. I want to presume he's not aware I have no interest in the deal any longer. Seeing those action figures now automatically kills whatever passion I had for collecting them. Even the idea of thrashing my personal collection crosses my mind.

Apparently, I'm not the same Felix I was before I met Agnes.

"You undoubtedly beat my imagination. Who'd have thought you will succeed in your quest for revenge?" He grins wickedly. "A player like you ought to be proud because you can surely date whosoever you want."

Karma is dealing fairly with me, no doubt about that. 

He puts the bag in my hand. "Congratulations."

I look at the action figures in my hand. It would be criminal to compare it with who I have in my heart, but I've also come to the conclusion that I don't deserve to be called a friend.

Or do I? I tighten my grip on the bag and angrily hurl it through the window. "I do not need your congratulations, neither do I need those action figures."

"Oh my, my, my...! I see she has done quite the number on you, Felix King."

Unable to control my anger, I yell, "shut up!"

"Are you admitting now that you have fallen in love?"

"Don't push your luck. I told you to shut up."

"I remember clearly when you told me that you didn't believe in that fantasy. What happened to that?"

I'm already tired of telling him to shut his hole, it's upsetting. He's still going to say the rubbish on his mind anyway. If only there was a way to silence him for good without going to jail.

"Pick those figurines and finish your collection. You worked for it and you have earned it."

I push him to the floor on impulse thinking that I could've stopped myself. If he hasn't reached his limit, I have reached mine. "You don't know when to stop, do you? I don't need your stupid action figures!"

He falls on his side, but quickly props up on his elbows. As he lies on the floor, he stares at me bewildered at the situation he finds himself. He must've thought I wouldn't be this annoyed to do something like that to him.

"Don't ever show your stupid face to me again! Take this as a threat or a warning but you won't be this arrogant next time you talk to me about this bet. And I hope it sinks inside your head." I pack my things to leave the class.

He scoffs at me derisively. "There goes the guy who claimed to not believe in love! He protects a girl like she means to whole world." His voice deploys cynicism. "Don't you worry, you're yet to discover the little surprise in store for you."

AGNES

While me the girls and share flyers to students and teachers passing by, I excuse myself to the bathroom.

After unwinding my cramped up business, I exit a toilet only for me to find Joey applying make-up and fixing her already perfectly straight dark hair in front of the wide mirror.

She does so like she is waiting for someone. As soon as she sees my reflection on the glass, she smirks wickedly. "Hello there."

I walk to the farthest sink from hers to wash my hands as quickly as possible and get away from the same airspace. My mind is hard on ignoring her today, and so far, it goes well.

As I finish, she walks to me, standing dreadfully close to force a conversation. "Are you going to ignore me for the rest of the term?"

"What do you want?"

"Tell me something, do you like Felix?"

I roll my eyes. Nothing can ever spew out from her mouth without annoying me. She is always looking for something crazy to gossip about. "If you don't have anything sensible to ask, I don't have any reason to answer you."

"Just answer the question."

"I don't answer stupid sorts of questions."

She remains calm. "It's a simple polar question. Do you like him or not?"

I indulge her in the end. "Your answer is no. I'm sure you're still not over him."

She giggles obnoxiously, "oh Agnes! I've tossed him to the trash where he belongs."

"Good for you." I don't intend to grant her that satisfaction she seeks. I walk towards the door and she surprisingly gives way. How poised and overtly confident she looks! But I can't manage with her self-conceited attitude today. All I just want is to be very, very far away from her.

"He's only making a fool out of you."

I slow down first before turning my back. She is seriously testing my patience, isn't she? Forget it. I have to know what's making her this cocky. "What do you want to achieve?"

She walks towards me, flashing a cheeky smug. "That's easy. I want to see you suffer, but from what I've gathered, you're already suffering. In fact, you're actually prettier when you cry."

"I won't allow you to see my tears ever again," I say, "the other time it happened was the first and last, and you know how it went down right after."

She laughs harder, "you definitely are so full of yourself, aren't you? You self-absorbed witch!"

"And the boldness you have to talk to me after what previously happened, you snake." I guess she has forgotten too quickly if she could work up a nerve to still parade herself with this bold aplomb.

"Take a good look at yourself. You think you've won this battle? Not with what I'm about to tell you now, and trust me, I'm going to get tired of seeing those tears."

I keep silent, thinking of how to reply to clip her wings. Wherever she is getting this confidence from must really be a good one.

"Do you wanna know how easy target you are? Do you wanna know how gullible you've been? I bet you don't."

"The only thing I wanna know is that you're out of my life for good."

"So you can have Felix all to yourself, right? No, I don't think so. You can't get rid of me easily."

I become frustrated, strained, angry, and every ill emotion there is. I might just explode on her if she continues taunting me like this.

She continues regardless, "you think I'm at war with you over Felix? Well, duh! Think that again because it's already a lost battle."

That's it! I pull Joey forward and slap her cheek. She glares at me with disbelief then she tries to return the slap, but I seize her wrist in mid-air. "Don't even try!" I warn her before tossing her hand away. "You better watch what you say or you'll get more than just a slap."

To an extent, I gain a sense of accomplishment, and I pray to God that she is wise enough to let this go and not talk to me. Once again, I turn to leave.

She raises her voice, "you are such a fool! Felix played you!"

And once again, I halt. But this time around, my braincells work overtime, running in full circles. What is she talking about?

"Felix played with your heart, you brat!"

I turn back, the rage on my face welding. "Why won't you just stop?"

"The boy you're so in love with placed a bet on you! If he is able to cause you to like him before the year ends, he'll be crowned the 'King of the Impossible', then as souvenir, he gets to collect the remaining pieces of action figures so he can complete his collection. But look at you, he got you even before the new term."

The world around me stops. Deafening silence showers over with only the sound of my breath echoing across the room. It's as if there's been a glitch and nothing makes any sense.

"You should be shocked," she chuckles, "you're so cheap and I'm not surprised."

Right where I stand, my heart shatters instantly into a million pieces, my eyes wanting to bleed tears. I start to feel so small, so stupid. It dawns on me a familiar feeling, but sharper and more precise this time like I never imagined.

"I've seen his collection though. It's impressive. Look, Agnes, I'm not the villain. I never was. It's just so sad we are good at being enemies."

I do not even fight it, I let the tears flow. At last, Joey won. She said she would be tired of seeing me cry and this is only the beginning.

She cackles maniacally to herself and opens the door to leave me staring at my reflection in the bathroom.

From the outside looking in, I stare at a washed up and empty soul who has once again allowed herself be deceived by the promises of a man.

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