Chapter 5: The Queen Bee

Finn's POV

I walked through the halls of the school, carefully keeping my head down to avoid looking at anyone by accident and to my surprise, no one stared at me or shoved me into lockers like I thought everyone would. I thought Oliver would've outed me to the whole school.

Oliver had been texting me non-stop since the incident but I've been ignoring them since I thought that they had been death threats or something.

Just as I closed my locker shut, a hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me into a nearby empty classroom and thankfully, no one saw us. I turned to see Oliver there and fear overcame me. I raised my arms in defense, flinching harder that I anticipated. 

"Please, don't hit me." I pleaded shakily, tears started to prick my eyes at the thought of Oliver beating me up.

He went silent for a moment. "What? Why would I hit you? Finn, I was so worried about you." He suddenly said.

I slowly opened my eyes to look at him, my gut that was previously filled with fear replaced by sheer confusion. "What?"

"You looked so broken there yesterday, that's why." He said, looking me up and down, trying to scan for any injuries. "Is your head okay?"

"Wait, you're not mad?"

He gave me a questioning look. "No, Finn, why would I be mad?"

"Because I'm... gay?"

He looked at me like I just did the world's most unforgivable crime. "No! Finn, I'd never hate you for that! I accept you as you are. I'm just worried because of your parents."

I was shocked to my core. I thought he had been mad at me for being gay but all he was worried about was me? And for what reason?

"W-What about them?" 

"Your dad looked furious." 

I shook my head in an attempt to wave his statement away. "You don't... you don't need to worry about that, he just... overreacted." 

Oliver was about to ask more question when a figure appeared at the doorway of the classroom. 

"What are you guys doing here?" Heather asked in confusion as she looked at Oliver, then me, then back to Oliver. "You weren't about to hurt Finn, right?" 

I immediately stepped away from Oliver and I had almost noticed the hurt pass his face but he covered it by deftly shaking his head.

"No, we were just talking. I, uh, have to go." Oliver said, brushing past me but not before giving me a worried look.

I watched him go and exit the room. I was completely wonderstruck at the fact that he was worried about me. All this time, I thought he was only interested in Heather and was only using me, but from that interaction we had, it said otherwise. I know it's stupid to fear everyone finding out I'm gay and I'm probably overreacting but I've been bullied long enough simply for just being me, can you imagine if I came out? Sure, a popular kid might come out and everyone would support them but that's only because they're popular. I'm not, I'm a nobody. 

This school is stupid. Everyone is stupid. 

"Finn." Heather snapped me out of my stupor. "What happened?" 

I processed her question and I didn't really wanna bother telling her anything about what happened yesterday. Heather already had too much on her plate and me adding to her problems won't do anything.

"Nothing major. I have to go too." I said before leaving Heather in the room and proceeding to my first class. 

. . .

At lunch

"Oh my God. Look at his outfit!" I heard someone say in an annoying shrill voice. 

I turned on my seat to find two very familiar girls, pointing at me noticeably like I wasn't there looking at them, witnessing their stupidity.

I decided to respond so they would just leave me alone. "Girly. I don't know what you're talking about but I know it's about me and I suggest--"

"Do we have any problem here?" I heard another female's voice rise and the cafeteria immediately went quiet. I looked up at the source of the voice and I suddenly understood why people went quiet. 

Oh, by the way. I forgot to inform that every high school has to have that 'Queen Bee' that was always an ass, popular, a booty call and 'powerful' and Bella Lee-Evans was just the perfect example of this said character. She had won Prom Queen every year, everyone was either in love with her, was terrified of her or wanted to be her. She was in cheerleading and the most important part of her resume?

She dated Oliver Hunt.

I have never had an interaction with Bella, only with her minions, so seeing her in front of me was a new sight and it wasn't a fun experience either. I was one of the people who feared her because of how she acted in the two years I've seen her. She was mean, condescending, cruel and totally a donkey's wet asshole. 

But there was also a reason why a lot of people loved her was because at first, she was kind, she was nice and friendly but because people treated her like a queen and it all got into her head. She helped so many people stand up for themselves and that's how Oliver Hunt fell for her, I guess. Oh and she was totally gorgeous, she naturally had beautiful blonde hair, really pigmented, pink lips and dressed really bougie. If pink poop was a person, it would be her.

"Hellooooo? Bella is talking to you--"

"I heard her alright!" I snapped at the girl. She looked petrified by my outburst and I looked up at Bella, expecting her to have the same reaction but she had her resting bitch face with a hint of amusement.

She leaned down so that our eyes were leveled. "Didn't you learn not to scream at my friends?" She asked icily, her face barely changing.

"No. And what are you gonna do about it, Queen B?" I asked, raising a brow at her.

I could tell she didn't expect that kind of response from me, I could tell when her eyebrows shot up in surprise.

I heard a few ooh's around us and only then I noticed that most of the cafeteria have been watching the drama unfold. The tension was so thick that you could cut it with a Ginsu knife.

Bella glared at the crowd, causing everyone to mind their business but it didn't take them long to start looking again as Bella gave me an up and down look.

"Heh, feisty. You won't be acting like that once I ruin your life." She threatened through her smile.

I was mad but mostly confused. Confused as to why Bella is talking to me right now. In the two years of being in the same school, she was one of the people I rarely talked to. And I say rarely because we were paired together once in Sophomore for a Math project and before we even had a full conversation, she had requested to switch partners already.

"What did I do wrong anyway? Why are you talking to me?" I asked, crossing my arms on my chest.

"Because I want to warn you." She said, looking left and right before leaning in so that I could only hear her. "If you and your loser friend don't stay away from Oliver. You're both dead." 

"Oliver? Didn't you two break up already--"

"That might be so but not for long. I've seen you and him hanging out after school and he keeps ignoring my messages and calls because of you so I suggest that you stay the hell away from him or else, I'll make your life here a living hell." 

It wasn't my fault that Oliver preferred to hang out with me, isn't it? So why was she blaming me? What right did she have to threaten me? When none of it is my fault. It wasn't my fault that she was just so uninteresting to look at? I wasn't gonna take her bullshit so I decided to snap.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, my towering height over her gave me an advantage. "Wow, so scary. Teletubbies scared me more than you did. So get away from me you Barbie wanna-be, it hasn't even been ten minutes and I'm already tired of seeing your caky ass foundation that's three shades darker than your skin or else, I will throw up on your face." I said and that was when loud cheers sounded from around us. I looked and people were losing their minds from that little clap back of mine.

Bella's little front broke apart and she started going for me if not for her two minions holding her back.

"You better watch your back, Finn Vasco because I'm coming for you!" Bella shrieked from the top of her lungs until she was out of the cafeteria. 

Only after a few seconds, my phone started blowing up and at the top of the notifications was from the 'Lancaster Daily News'. It was the school's blog. I barely check the site because of the absurd news they have there. This time, in particular, I had a gut feeling one of the articles was gonna be about me.

I clicked it and there, a video was posted and it had Bella and myself as the thumbnail. To my amusement, the title just happened to be 'Has Bella found her nemesis?'.

"What the hell..." I muttered to myself before clicking the video. 

"Wow, so scary. Teletubbies scared me more than you did. So get away from me you Barbie wanna-be, I'm tired of seeing your caky ass foundation that's three shades darker than your skin or else, I will throw up at your face."

Damn, I sounded like a badass. 

I watched as Bella's face morphed into an ugly snarl, she lunged at me at the screen which caused me to laugh. 

'Well, I'd be damned. It's only been week four into the school year and we've already got some hot. ass. TEA! Finn Vasco stands up for himself against the one and only, Queen Bella Lee-Evans and as we can see from the video, he stood his ground. From Finn's wittiness that we witnessed in that confrontation and his good, cute looks according to one of the jocks that had the honor of meeting him, Finn might just be Bella's new nemesis and we are here for it!'

There was so much happening. First of all, who was the jock that said that? And second, these people are overreacting! I just told Bella off and now I'm in the school blog. 

I sighed exasperatedly, looking down at my now cold food. I was losing my mind. In under three days, I've dug myself in a hole by:

1. Hanging out with Oliver Hunt

2. Pairing my crush and my best friend together and;

3. Making the most popular person in Lancaster High hate me. 

I dug my fingers into my scalp and just as I was about to let out a silent whine, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break. I stepped into the hallway and the first thing on my sight was Oliver and Heather walking together, laughing. 

"Finn! Oh my God, I saw that video of you and Bella!" 

I gave her a forced smile before I looked up at Oliver just to see him looking at Heather lovingly. 

I'd be lying if I said that didn't hurt me. 

"I... I have to go." I said, giving them a small smile before leaving the two of them standing in the hallway, proceeding to class but truthfully, I just couldn't see them together without tearing up.

. . .

Thursday

It was the end of, thankfully, an uneventful day when Oliver texted me to meet him after school. I got there and unsurprisingly, his football practice was still not finished. I watched as Chad passed the ball to Oliver who ran across the field. I didn't know what was happening so I just inserted my headphones into my ears.

Three Ariana Grande and Taylor Swift songs later, I heard the sharp noise of a whistle pierce through the air. I looked up and saw the football team huddled together before eventually splitting. 

Oliver entered the lockers and after a few minutes, he came back out, flashing me a charming smile before sitting down beside me. I took my time taking him in, he was wearing a blue sweatshirt we bought just the other day, the sleeve rolled up and paired with dark blue jeans. His blond hair shined beautifully as the sun shone through it while it blew in the air.

"So, Finn." Oliver started which seemed to have snapped me out of my stupor.

"What?" 

"I need your help. I don't have much time to plan a first date because Homecoming's soon and I have to focus on football. I need your help on planning it." 

I scratched my head before turning back to him. "How about just make the Homecoming dance your first date?" I suggested.

He shook his head. "No, it has to be special." He stood up, pacing back and forth, rubbing his hands as the wheels started to turn in his head. "I'm thinking a dinner with candles beside the beach, or maybe a brunch on a hill." 

I laughed at his anticipation. "Nah. I already told you, Heather likes more simplicity. A simple movie or a walk around the park would suffice." 

He looked at me, his eyebrows furrowed. "Are you sure?" 

I tugged at his hand so he'd sit down beside me again. "Yes, I'm sure. As long as you're genuine and you talk to her, she'll like you." 

He nodded and we fell into a companionable silence. The field was already empty and so the only sounds audible were birds chirping and the mid-afternoon wind blowing through trees and through our hairs. I was staring into the distance when Oliver cleared his throat. 

"Listen. Finn, I know why you and Bella got into a fight earlier and I know it's about me. Chad's also been bothering you because of me. I've been causing you so much inconvenience just for my sake so I just want to let you know, you don't have to help me anymore if you don't want to." He said with such genuineness in his eyes.

I shook my head and gave him a reassuring smile. "No. I want to help you. But Oliver, don't make me regret going through all this trouble just for you to hurt Heather. Heaven forgive me once I find out you were just playing with--"

"I already told you, Finn. This is genuine, I like Heather so much. I can never hurt someone like her." 

I sighed and looked away from his gaze. "Fine. I trust you." 

I mean, what can I do besides trust him on this one? From the time I've known Oliver, I can already tell that he's kind, caring, supportive... and perfect for Heather.

I hated the situation I was in. I was literally helping Oliver HURT me. Oliver was the guy I've had a crush on for years and one day, he comes up to me and asks my help for him to date my best friend. How cruel can life be? 

How unfair can life be?