Cliche by ninja jinx (best classic novels .TXT) 📖

blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I could see that he was well defined and lean and he gave of that aura of ‘I don’t take nonsense’.

 

“I should have used my ninja skills” I blurted out. Right of course that’s the first thing I would say to a guy who saves my ass. I stood up slowly, my throat burning and my cheek flaming as I grabbed my purse from the floor.

He looked at me strangely as he followed suite. He was also tall, somewhere around 6 foot or something. I stared up at him and felt my cheeks get hot. “T-thanks” I stuttered. What was wrong with me?

 

“How can you be stupid enough to go into a place that’s practically deserted?” he asked, “I mean it’s common knowledge that something’s going to happen”. He raised his eyebrows mockingly as he pushed past me and made for the door. “You’re probably stupid and an attention seeker”.

 

Oh no he didn’t. No one calls me stupid! I still have my ego to protect.

 

“Well, how come the sky is blue?!” I yelled at his retreating back. He laughed mockingly and replied over his shoulder, “The sky is blue because of the way the Earth's atmosphere scatters light from the sun”.

 

Shit he’s smart.

 

“Well”, now I ran up to him and had to jog to keep in step with him. “What did the scientist say when he found 2 isotopes of helium?”

Looking at me strangely he walked faster. He was probably just ashamed he didn’t know the answer. Suck that you smarty pants!

“HeHe” I answered.

 

“Ha, ha, ha” he said sarcastically, “so funny”. I kept throwing jokes about chemistry at him and I could tell he was getting annoyed. That should teach you, you big fat jerk!

 

When we finally stopped it was at the stairs leading to the party. “Goodbye” he said quickly as he disappeared among the bodies. I tried to grab his shirt, because for some reason I didn’t want him to go. I actually enjoyed his company, even though he is a self-centered dick. But I was too late and he was gone. I signed miserably as my thoughts drifted towards who he was. I’ve never seen him, so he must be new or from another school…or from planet hotness. Phew, did you see that body-

 

Wait! I have no time to be thinking about him. Sarah. She’s the one I should be thinking about! I took out my phone and opened the text message.

 

‘Hey Isabel, I decided not 2 go. LOL see u 2moro’.

 

What the hell!

Oh when I get home I’m going to pound her face. She made me go through all that and she didn’t even turn up! I shoved the phone back into the purse with my nose flaring angrily. I pushed past people and made my way towards the front door, there complaints filling my ears. “Shove of” I said when a guy made a grab for me. I was pissed. Who writes ‘LOL’ after they say ‘see u 2moro’? That doesn’t even make sense…

 

When I exited the mansion I made my way towards the car, my feet stomping on the ground. I slammed the car door open and got inside before cranking up the gears and racing out of there. I couldn’t go home because I was so angry, so I decided to drive aimlessly with no destination in mind.

 

Then it all came crashing down on me. I stopped the car on the side of the road and screamed into my hands. I just got assaulted. This wasn’t like staying in at lunch time or getting an afternoon detention, this was a serious crime. I felt tears blur my vision and I knew the only way to make me snap out of it was to get something to eat. I stepped on the gas and sped down the road towards Wal-Mart.

 

 Parking the car in a rush, I dashed out and ran like a mad woman towards the entrance. I sprinted in and grabbed a random trolley. Wheeling it I began making my way down the aisle, a sense of de ja vu coming over me.

 

I walked into the sweet section and grabbed chocolates of all kinds, and then I went to the freezers and got three buckets of ice cream. I decided I may even pig out on some salty chips and I bought abundant amount to last a month. Pushing the trolley, which was piled up with food, I made my way towards the front where the counter was. The lady popped her bubble gum and looked at me in disgust. She rolled her eyes as she scanned everything painfully slowly and placed them in plastic bags. I glared at her annoyed and finally after decades of waiting, with a beard growing and bushy eyebrows I slapped some money onto the counter and left. It was a mad dash to get home and I rammed into the front door and up the stairs. Sarah called out to me from the living room but I ignored her and barricaded myself inside my room.

 

I switched on my laptop and flipped to the latest movies before dumping all the food onto my bed and ripping all the packets open. I stripped out into my underwear and put on a baggy sweat shirt before lying across my bed and immersing myself in the cartoon. “Isabel is something wrong?” Sarah asked as she tried to open the door, “I can’t seem to open you door”. I threw a pillow at the door and told her to go away. “Isabel if this is about the party, I’m sorry.” I signed as I rubbed my eyes and stuffed my mouth with chips. “It’s nothing” I said, “I just want to be alone”. There was a moment of silence before I heard footsteps retreating. “Ok, I’ll be downstairs,” she called. 

 

Chapter 8: Help, I’m dying!

Chapter 8: Help, I’m dying!

I woke up with a taste of saltiness in my mouth. My head was pounding and my cheek was flaming as I held onto it. Yesterday’s events came rushing back to me and I groaned as I rolled off the bed and slammed onto the floor. Sweets and chips fell onto my back and my phone crashed onto the floor. I reached over and peered at the screen. It was past 12 and groaning I crawled towards the door. I need water. I licked my lips and nearly gagged as I unlocked the door and army crawled downstairs.

 

I felt bile rise in my throat when I reached the kitchen and I retched into the bin. I opened the tap and gulped water like I was a dying person, and felt intense relief when the water touched my wounds. “Isabel is that you?” Sarah asked as she walked towards me. I felt a hand touch my bare shoulder and I shuddered. It felt so cool against my skin. “Isabel you’re burning up!” Sarah said as she grabbed me and turned me around. I felt so weak that I flopped into her arms as she crouched down and felt my forehead. “This is bad” she muttered. Her eyes trailed down my face and froze on what must be the bruise. “What happened?” she asked panicked. My eyes became unfocused as I leaned my head against her chest. “I feel so hot” I muttered.

 

“Yeah obviously, you have a fever. We should take you to the couch. Come on” she said as she wrapped her arms around me and heaved me up. She half dragged and half carried me towards the lounge where she laid me down. Then she walked away before coming back with some blankets and an ice pack. “I’m going to go to the pharmacy and get some medicine,” she said as laid the cool cloth on my head and covered me in some blankets. “Then tell me later what happened to your face and why you came storming in”. I murmured something into the blanket and drifted off to a deep troubled slumber.

 

After that everything was disorientated. I remember Sarah coming home and giving me the medicine before she left, then waking up later that night to see she still wasn’t home. I didn’t feel that bad and I was able to flip on the TV. I did puke about 3 times however, and I had to drag myself back and forth between the bin and the living room. The stench was horrible, and after I felt a little more empowered I cleaned the mess up and used a whole bottle of fragrance to get rid of the disgusting odor. I even managed to clean myself up a bit. My makeup was all smudged and I looked like a raccoon with my knotty hair. It took some time to get myself looking decent, though I was too lazy to go upstairs and there were moments where my mind went fuzzy. My face stung and I could feel I bruise forming on my head. Touching it sent shock waves of pain.

 

It was around six when the doorbell rang. Getting up from the sofa I walked towards the door, not really caring that I had no pants on. The baggy shirt was already like a dress which reached mid-thigh, and if it was anyone that was at the door, it had to be Sarah. I called out drowsily as I wiped my face, when another wave of dizziness came over me. I stumbled to the door and swung it opened to reveal…

 

The guy from before!

 

I was speechless. Utterly speechless as I stood there and stared at him. It was like we were having a staring contest before he blinked in surprise. “Figures you’ll be the neighbor” he muttered dryly. The moment was broken as his eyes trailed down my body and studied my attire. I felt a hot blush spread through my cheeks and I covered my face using my hands. I felt like I was going to collapse.

 

“I’m here to deliver a message from-” but before he could finish I had already leaned forward and collapsed into his arms. “Hey” he stuttered as he wrapped his arms around my waist. “Get a hold of yourself”. I murmured into his shirt as I inhaled the spicy aroma of herbs. Was he cooking? Now I want food…

 

I felt a warm hand touch my face and I heard a loud curse. “Can’t you take care of yourself” he said as he pushed me inside and carried me to the sofa. “Where’s your parents?” he asked as he placed the ice pack on my face. I mumbled as I stretched and felt my shirt ride up. I thought I saw him blush as he threw a blanket over me and glanced away. Hmm, some ones embarrassed. Wink, wink.

 

I was about to drift into the dream world that waited, when I felt a hand brush my face and then harshly probe at my bruise. I cried out as I swatted at his hand and turned so my back was facing him.

 

Go away…  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ok, this is not the end of the chapter. I repeat this is not the end of the chapter.

 

After I had cooled down and regained some form of reality, I just laid there and stared at the boy