Chapter 13 - The Unhappy Queen

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Chapter 13 – The Unhappy Queen

** COURTNEY’s POV **

Okay, I was probably the worst person living in the surface of the Earth right now.

But then, you couldn’t blame me for doing that. I did it not because I desired to but because I have to! I have to do this, to save myself!

I wondered, what was he thinking about me right now?

Well, he should have expected it coming, I mean, I wasn’t avoiding him for days just for nothing. I have a very valid reason for that.

I don’t want to see him. I don’t want to feel those funny feelings every time he stared at me.

Damn it!

I hate it when he does that!

At the hall, at the cafeteria and worst of all, at the class!

Damn it Courtney Collins! Why haven’t you noticed that all this time, you shared the same class together! And worst, of all the seats to be vacant, why does it have to be beside him!

What was happening to me?

Why was I acting like a lunatic!

“I hate this!” I screamed and buried my face in my pillow to vent out my anger and frustration.

I was at my room, sulking and contemplating all the things that had transpired in the last three days, the days after the incident at that stupid auditorium.

I rolled over and faced the ceiling of my canopy bed. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I still remembered when Ms. Dunes asked me to sit next to him. I was nervous and tensed. I tried my best to avoid eye contact with him, but then my attempts failed me.

I couldn’t help but stole a glance at his direction, not knowing he was also doing the same thing!

He was looking at me!

He even smiled at me!

I immediately looked away, fearing that he might see my reddened face from pure embarrassment.

I swear, at that moment, I felt my heart stopped and my stomach flipped!

What the hell have you done to me, Chad Treyson?

I opened my eyes and sat up. I reached for my handbag and took the note out. It was the handwritten conversation of Chad and me a while ago. I unfolded it and read it again.

What’s wrong?

I rolled my eyes at this.

“You want to know what’s wrong? You, Chad Treyson! You’re the every definition of wrong in my dictionary! How could you? How could you make me feel… giddy and… fuzzy by just looking at me! How could you make my heart unstable by just smiling at me! How could you sang each words so casually without knowing that you’re giving me the strong impact into it!”

I let my back fall at the comfort of my bed after my sudden outburst.

What was happening to me?

I felt insanely stupid for talking to myself. I mean, I’m Courtney Collins, The Courtney Collins! Why was I acting like this? I’d never been this stressed out in my whole life! Let alone give too much attention to someone not in the same status as mine.

What are you going to do, Courtney Collins? You’re swimming in the dangerous water here. If this continues, you might…

“No!” I banged my fists at the mattress of my bed.

There’s no way I’m going to let myself fall for that. That was the reason as to why I kept on ignoring Chad for the past few days. I will never risk my status for these petty feelings. More importantly, I will never cheat on my hot boyfriend.

I sighed, again, probably my hundredth for the day. I looked at the paper and read the next part.

You’re avoiding me. I know you do.

I know you’re lying. Even your handwriting gave it away.

Why do you always have to be right, Chad Treyson? Did you somehow know what was happening inside my head?

I run my fingers at his neat and legible writing. I wondered, how could Chad know me like this by just looking at my handwriting? It wasn’t sloppy, or wiggly, I don’t see any indifferent in it that would make him very suspicious.

Did I somehow say or do something offensive to you at the auditorium?

For some unknown reason, I smiled at this. The first time I read it, my heart leaped. He sounded so concern that I couldn’t help myself but feel… elated.

Chad doesn’t have a clue as to what he had done to me in that stupid auditorium. He nearly won that deal we made.

There, I finally said it!

But it was just nearly, not completely.

I was just taken aback by his actions. I mean, what was he thinking back then? Why would he wrap his jacket around my shoulders?

I stared at his sloppy garment that had been hanging in my room for three days.

By just looking at it, I couldn’t help but blush at the memory that had been replaying inside my head.

Oh come on Courtney Collins! You’re acting like a foolish ordinary teenager! Feeling twitterpatted over an ordinary guy, a geek!

Oh just kill me now, okay?

Chad Treyson.

I’d never met someone like you before. Someone bold enough to correct my sense of fashion, to how I dressed myself.

Everybody knows me as the trendsetter in this school, they follow my every style and manner, but then again, Chad Treyson was not just an everybody, he was different.

I’d never encountered someone so conservative like him. In this generation, it was natural for a girl to dress like that so that they could attract guys, and of course hormones make guys drool over it.

But for him, it wasn’t the case. He still believed in those trivial things that girls should wear something proper and decent, to be respected.

And I wanted to be respected… by him.

The more I learnt and understand his point of view, the more I felt myself drawn to him. It was as if, I was slowly and becomingly conscious of the things I wear and the things he liked.

After that incident, I spent most of the time in my closet, finding decent enough clothes to wear in school.

“Damn.” I groaned.

His opinion matters.

I rolled to my side and read the last part of our conversation.

Meet me at the backyard after class. We’ll talk about this. I’ll wait for you. If you don’t show up, the deal is off. No more communications.

I was very determined to ignore him. To avoid him. I always felt embarrassed because the incident that happened at the auditorium kept on replaying in my head every time we crossed our path

If I will be left alone with him, I was pretty sure that he would know that the reason as to why I was behaving like this was because of him.

He was smart, he wasn’t an idiot.

He will definitely conclude that I, the Courtney Collins, somehow developed something for him!

I was afraid of all the possibilities. I might burst out when I show up at the backyard.

Alone.

With him.

With Chad freakin Treyson!

That’s the reason as to why I ditched him.

Cruel, yes. But I have no choice. I have to save myself!

No more communications.

I brushed my thumb at that part. Was he serious about the no more communications thingy? I bet he’s not. I don’t plan on ignoring him for long, it’s just that, all I need right now is time.

Time to calm myself and my nerves down.

In time, he’ll understand. But as of now, the only plan is to distance myself away from him.

I should really blame Jenny for suggesting that foolish flirtutor plan. I should have known that there wasn’t any good that will come out of Jenny’s mouth! I shouldn’t have listened to them, especially to her!

They kept on pestering me about the progress of our plan but of course I couldn’t disclose any information to them about my current status. That’s why I just lied to them that I couldn’t find the right timing to do it because the geek was always surrounded by his goofy club members.

I was out of my reverie when my phone suddenly rang. I looked at it and saw my boyfriend’s face flashing on the screen.

Troy’s calling me.

I answered without hesitation.

“Hi babe. Are you ready?” He greeted.

I was confused at the moment. “Ready for what?” I asked.

“Raider’s house party. Don’t tell me you forgot about it? We’ve been talking about that party for days.”

I was pre-occupied by a certain geek that I nearly forgot about that party. Of course, I wouldn’t tell my boyfriend about that!

I looked at the clock and tried to reason out. “Troy, it’s already 8. I have a curfew, remember?”

Truth be told, I wasn’t in the mood right now. Party means alcohol and loud music. And I don’t want to deal with that right now.

“Come on, love. We’ve been talking about this for days. I promise to drop you off before your curfew. You need this, this is your life.” He encouraged.

I decided on it for a few second. Come to think of it, maybe he was right.

Maybe that’s what I need right now. Party and booze, those are my things. I need it to get my old life back, to be The Courtney Collins again.

The girl who don’t give a crap about anyone, especially to those who wasn’t included in her circle.

I have to be me again. To forget about this uncertain feeling that I have right now. And after this, I will have the confidence again to face that geek.

To get the test papers and more importantly… to graduate.

“Fine. Pick me up in ten minutes.” I don’t have time to prepare. What I need right now is that party. The sooner I get there, the sooner these things will fade away.

Yes. I have to remind myself that I’m Courtney Collins.

The Courtney Collins. 

* * * * *

We arrived at the party in no time. Oh the sweet sound of loud music and the stench of liquor all over the place. I missed the hang of it.

I looked all over the place. The familiar faces, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the popular kids mingling with their same status.

This was my kind of people. This was where I belong.

“Babe, I’ll go and find Anthony first. Fiona and the girls are here somewhere. You can go search for them.” Troy kissed me and left without waiting for my reply.

No biggie. I could do that.

As I searched for the girls, I noticed that all the people in the crowd were looking at me, smiling and nodding at my direction. Of course, I did the same and acknowledge their greetings.

What’s a party with Courtney Collins, right?

“Court!” I heard someone calling my name. I searched for the owner of that voice and there I saw Fiona, waving her hand to make her presence known.

I walked towards their direction and smiled. “Missed me?”

“Very.” Lucy answered. “Now drink!” She handed me a cup of Strawberry Hawaiian Punch. I drank all of it in one gulp.  

“Eww rum!” I stick out my tongue in pure disgust.

“I know right! Raider don’t know how to mix punches. He should have used vodka instead of rum.” Terry complained and the girls started to giggle and laugh.

We were like that for about an hour. Complaining, criticizing the clothes and behavior of the people around us, gossip, who slept with whom, another gossip.

It was exhausting and kinda boring, actually. I wasn’t enjoying it, unlike before. I wondered why?

“I’m gonna go out and grab some fresh air. This booze is making me sick.” It was a lie, actually. I wasn’t drunk, I hardly finished my second cup of punch. It’s just that, I needed an excuse to get out of this place. Our conversation was killing me with boredom.

Seriously, what was wrong with me? I was always happy every time there’s a party, but now, it was kind of tedious. I got easily irked with gossips and blathers.

What was happening to me?

Oh Jeez, I really need some fresh air.

With that, I walked out of Raider’s house and started to walk down the road. I wasn’t planning on walking all throughout the night with my five inches heels. I just wanted to be feet away from that party.

I took out my phone and composed a message for Troy.  I informed him that I’ll be out for few minutes to grab some air, incase he wondered why I was missing.

“Co-Courtney Co-Collins?” I heard someone stuttered my name. I instantaneously looked up and searched for the owner of that creepy voice. And there I saw a teenager guy smiling idiotically in front of me. 

I looked to my left, to my right, at the back to see if he was really starring at me. And he was.

What a weird looking guy.

“Do I know you?” I raised my brows at him. He dashed towards my direction and I took a step back just to maintain the distance we had.

“We’re in the same school. I-I’m Jackson Vibes.” He extended his hand, expecting for a handshake.

I quirked my brows at his hand.

Seriously? Who was this guy?

I stared at him, giving him my famous glare but he was still smiling like an idiot. He wouldn’t budge despite the irritated look I was giving him!

“Jackson!” He immediately directly his stare to the one who called him.

Creep.

I rolled my eyes and turned around. I was about to head back to the party when suddenly, I heard something that made my curiosity run wild.

“You always got the wrong timing, Chad.”

Chad? As in Chad Treyson?

Geez Courtney! Not all Chad had Treyson as their last names.

“It’s late. I’m going, and your mom is looking for you.” I froze. Okay, that Chad definitely has Treyson’s voice.

Was it a coincidence?

“I was talking to someone.” I heard the other guy whispered. “It’s Courtney Collins!”

“Oh.” Was the only response of that Chad-like voice.

OH? I was just an OH!

I turned around to see if it was the Chad that I knew. And true enough, it was him. Every motion in the surface of the earth suddenly stopped as I intake his appearance.

He was wearing his usual plain black shirt, straight cut jeans and his signature silly eyeglasses, but why was my heart beating frantically at the sight of him!

When our eyes met, the memories at the auditorium started to replay inside my head. The blush immediately took place at my adorable cheeks.

“I see.” He said while looking at me with cold expression.

For some unknown reason, my heart stopped. Why was he looking at me like that? He was just smiling at me at the class just this afternoon.

Was it the fact that I ditched him that’s why he was giving me a callous look?

“Jackson!” I heard someone shouted. The Jackson guy flinched.

“That’s my Mom.” He said. “I wish for the another opportunity like this, Courtney Collins.” He gave me a creepy looking smile before he left.

I tried my best to not roll my eyes in front of Chad. He might hate me because I was being mean to his friend. So I just decided to look away.

Yeah, Chad’s opinion matters. What the hell!

Now we’re alone. I wondered, what I was going to tell him as to why I ditched him. I mean what are we going to talk about? Why was my heart racing? And why was I freaking out!

Whatever, I’ll just go with the flow and pretend that nothing was wrong.

Act cool. Be cool.

As I redirected my attention to his direction, disappointment and annoyance started to fill me in. He was walking out on me!

“Treyson!” I yelled. He didn’t stop, he just continued walking opposite my direction. He was being so inconsiderate and childish!

I fasten up my pace just to keep up with him. “Hey!” I tapped his shoulder the moment I reached him.

He shrugged it off and turned to me, giving me that aloof stare again.

“What—“

“Save it.” He said with a cold tone. I stared at him, completely taken aback. For some unknown reason, I was hurt by those two words.

Chad was… he was staring at me the same way he looked at me when we’re face to face after the slushie prank. It was cold and distant.

“Is that geek bothering you.” I heard a venomous voice coming from my behind. And by the sound of it, it sounded like he was finding a reason to look for a trouble.

I was about to face him but the next thing happened was, he was already at my side, snaking his hand to my waist. He looked at me and smiled.

I wanted to take his hand off me, I don’t know why. It’s just that, I was uncomfortable with his hand on me while Chad was in front of us.

“What do you want, loser!” Troy hissed at Chad’s direction. Chad just replied with a perplexed look, wasn’t giving a damn about the way Troy eyed him.

He was tough, I gave him that. But then, he will be in big trouble if he pissed Troy out. Everybody knew that Troy has a temper of a baboon. I have to save Chad, this scenario stinks with a big trouble in the air.

“He was lost, he was just asking me directions. Let this one slide, Troy, and get back to the party.”

He drawn me closer to him and I felt his lips kissed my temple.

Freakin’ PDA!

“Okay, babe. Come back to Raider’s. The party is kicking up the notch. You wouldn’t want to miss that, right, my queen?”

“I’ll come with you once I’m done giving him directions.” He was about to protest but then I glared at him, indicating that I don’t want to be pushed aside or being told of what to do.

Troy kissed me again and left right after that. I looked at his retreating back just to make sure that was really walking away from me and Chad. When the distance was enough, I immediately turned my attention back to Chad who was, again, walking out on me.

“Chad!” I called him. I don’t know why but I wanted to have even a small conversation with him. I don’t want to go back in that party knowing that there was something wrong with me and Chad. I know I should have seen this coming, this was probably the outcome of my decision of not showing up at the backyard.

I walked closer to him, again. He was now a foot away from me, he then halted. I was about to tap his shoulder but his words made me stop.

“Go back to that party, Collins. Where you really belong.” He said without even looking at me. It was simple, yet cold. Very straight to the point.

He didn’t wait for my reply, he just started to walked away from me.  Truth be told, I was hurt by his words but then what he said was indeed a fact.

I am Courtney Collins, The Courtney Collins. The popular, rich, beautiful girl envied by my peers. I was born to be like this. To have a hot boyfriend, to have friends who’ll follow my every command and of course, to rule high school.

To be the Queen Bee.

But then what’s the sense of being the queen if… if you’re not happy anymore.

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