Bring it on, Nasty!!

Chapter 16

Maira

Dangerous ? Me?

The guy has a screw missing from his head , no , He is missing the entire tool box.

Before I can bite his head off for good Alicia pulls him away and I was left fuming.

What is wrong with him ? I just wanted to go on a shopping trip with Alicia and my cousins. Well , They could buy stuff I would just stick with them. I wasn't gonna buy anything until I get a job and was earning some money on my own.

But the expression on Alicia's face when she got back to our table , Only a few minutes before lunch finished made it clear that our plans have crashed and burnt. To a crisp.

" What is his deal ? " I say furiously . Alicia who looks guilty for reason unknown to me sighs but knows that my anger wasn't directed towards her and looks at me with a level of calmness that I can't fathom in my current condition.

" You know......" She says softly " I really wish you both could try to be on peaceful terms with each other"

Me and Ambrose and Peace .

Impossible. Totally impossible!

But as I think about what Alicia had said with a cool head for a good long hour in Mrs. Riley's class as she drones about galaxies. I think about getting Ambrose Wilde off my back .

Maybe she is right. Maybe I should give this peace thing a shot .

When the class ends and people start walking out I turn in my chair towards the person who has made my high school life hell" How about you stop being a jerk and I'll stop being mean?"

***

"So he asked you out ?" Renee asks excited and I shoot her a glare from the mirror as I run a comb through my hair

" It's not like you are making it sound , Renee . It's not a date " I tell my cousin for the millionth time actually add a plus one right now . " He said he wants to discuss.That's it "

" You Say whatever you want " she says with a smile that has that annoying - I know - though you don't want me to know quality

" Seriously ! It's just that and nothing else " I snap at her.

She ignores my response " Why don't you use make up Miara ? You even go to school looking boring . Don't go on a date looking this "

I look at my cousin exasperated putting my hands on my hips " Which part of ' It's not a date ' Do you have difficulty understanding ?"

" All the parts " She says cheerfully " For one thing , You have been standing in front of the mirror since forever "

" Not forever " I say " You are exaggerating .I'm just trying to fix my hair you know how they always trouble me "

Which she does , and that too perfectly well .

My long black hair that run past my shoulders are good to look at but they sure drive me crazy . Tangles and snarls and whatnot sometimes I really think I should shave off my head. I'm sure every girl with long hair has such thoughts every once in a while.

Renee raises her hands in surrender though that stupid knowing smile lingers on her face.

Tired of this argument which is seriously heading no where ,I look up at time . I should get going now ( I thank my luck that we weren't to meet at the cafe where I would be starting my part time job soon. God only knows what Ambrose is up to )

I allow myself to look in the mirror one last time. I look no different from the way I do when I dress up for school.....My eyes fall on the cosmetics on the dresser.' May be I should......' I immediately put a brake on my train of thoughts and glare at my reflection in the mirror .

I'm going to meet a big headed jerk who takes sadistic pleasure in ruining my school life. That's all. There is nothing more to it.

I glare at the time .

He is ten minutes late.

Fifteen minutes late....

The guy has no concept of punctuality. Or maybe He didn't plan on coming at all in the first place.

I remember the amused look in his eyes when I spoke to him in school

" Why not? " He had said and told me to meet him here.

As minutes pass I become convinced that he might not turn up he must be laughing somewhere with his friends (Except Alicia ) at my expense.

It was foolish of me to come here , refusing to make a further fool of myself I' m almost ready to leave when I see him walk in through the swinging doors of the cafe.

A walk which is more of his usual swagger of ease and confidence.

Heads turn in his direction and eyes follow him ,more of the female variety. And something tells me isn't unaware of the effect he has on people.

Stop it, people ! He is already very arrogant.

He walks over to the booth I'm in like he totally owns the place " Going somewhere princess?"

I narrow my eyes at him , He knows perfectly well he is late . He smirks as if waiting for me to tell him off .

I don't.

' I Won't give him the satisfaction ' I think to myself grimly.

It surprises me when I feel a flicker of self-consciousness when he takes his place across from me.

He looks like he always does Like he had stepped out of a novel. All insanely handsome and perfect In that green t-shirt and fade jeans While I look nothing different from ordinary.

I mentally squash the self consciousness under the heel of my snickers.

Almost instantly a young waitress no more than our age appears with an unnecessarily huge smile on her face. It's no surprise who that smile is for.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes

" Black coffee for me , And for you...? " He looks at questioningly

" A cappuccino for me" I say to the waitress who doesn't even bother looking at me.

Perhaps Ambrose notices it " A cappuccino would be nice too " He says with a smile that I swear is brilliant enough to blind. The waitress eyes actually widens a little.

"Sure. Sure " She stammers dazzled as she scrambles to get our orders.

This time I do roll my eyes.

" You know why we are here. Let's get this over with quickly so we can be out of each other's hair as soon as possible "

"Hmm...Sounds like a plan " He says lazily drumming his fingers on the surface of the table "But I was thinking..."He leans closer from across the table and drops his voice in a low deep timbre as he ceases the drumming with his fingers but fixes his dark eyes on me, regarding me in silence for a second and though I see the familiar glint in his eyes and know whatever he is up to is no good ,Is he ever ? I feel my heart start racing in my chest.

I break the eye contact looking away, feeling more than a little uneasy with my unexpected and totally unwelcome reaction,and willing my heart beat to behave itself I reach for my familiar ground of sarcasm.

" You think " I say " That must have been been a first time for you "

A small smile flirts with the corners of his lips " I do it every once in a while " He says casually.

I shake my head at him.....Hopeless

You can't even properly insult this thick-skinned guy, he finds humor in everything.

The same waitress is back again with our orders and that big smile hasn't gone anywhere.

As she places of coffees in front of us on the table I see her arm deliberately brush against Ambrose.

God! I know this guy is hot. OK correction : Off -the charts hot but Seriously! If only the waitress knew what sort of a guy he is A Big i***t wrapped in a very pretty package she wouldn't even bot5her looking in his direction.

Lingering a little too long at our table she walks away and my eyes fall on the high heels she is wearing.

Her feet must be hurting in them , Good . That dark thought startles me and I frown at myself.

When I look back at the table, his dark brown eyes are on me and it dawns on me that he had been looking at me all this while.

Those dark brown eyes with flecks of black hold my gaze and It's like I have suddenly lost my ability to look away. I'm trapped, Captured.

I couldn't move my eyes even if I want to.

Then Ambrose abruptly breaks the eye contact looking away.

And I blink, no more a captive. What the hell was that?

What is wrong with him?

More importantly: What is wrong with me?

We both remain in silence for a while, none of speak a single word until we have finished our coffees.

Then suddenly Ambrose says "No", As if we were in a conversation

"Huh? " I blink at him confused

" No peace " He says with a smug grin on his face " It's too much fun to trouble you. It's probably the only thing that keeps school interesting for me.

I give him my best death glare as I realize that he must have already decided this the moment I had asked him the question ,back in the school itself.

" Why did you call me here when you had no intention of making peace in the first place ? " I snarl at him

" Does this annoy you? " He asks immediately

" You have no idea " I hiss, he grins "Good. That was my sole purpose "

I clench my teeth so hard I think my molars might crack " You aresick Ambrose, get a life" I say through my clenched teeth

He grins smugly and entirely pleased with himself and he winks at me " As a matter of fact , Princess I do have a life and currently It's only aim is to irritate and annoy you as much as I can "

I just stare at the guy in front of me, utterly speechless and stunned to react to his twisted confession.