The b***h And The Freak

Chapter 1 - Coffee

*Blair's Point of View*

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“Hey, girl! Watch it!” I yelled at the dumb human who just bumped into me.

And guess what? Unfortunately, she fell on the floor with all her coffee splashed in her dress. What a weak creature.

“What the hell!” She cursed as she got up on her own.

Why would I help her? She's the one who bumped into me. I'm the victim here.

Then, I kept my phone in my jacket's pocket, and I just raised an eyebrow at her.

And, I'm about to turn around when she speaks again or should I say yell or shout? She's losing her temper, and I think that I'm in tiny trouble here. Should I exit now?

“Lady, are you not going to say sorry?” She asked, and okay, she's mad and I kinda liked it.

Her face is turning so red, and I'm laughing inside. No, I will just laugh at it later.

“Sorry, but it's not my fault that you fell on the floor with your coffee all over your dress,” I countered and rolled my eyes. I'm sorry, babe, but I'm not sorry.

I turned around to leave this bookstore/library/coffee shop. Well, I don't know what place this is. And, what am I doing here actually? Oh, I remember now. Marge told me to buy a vegan recipe book. I'll just tell her that I didn't find it here, since someone is about to spit fire at me.

Before I turned around, I saw the girl's beyond-angry-face. Well, I think this is going to be fun.

And, as I expected, she grabbed me by my right shoulder with her sticky hands that are coffee-flavored.

's**t!' I cursed in my mind while trying to keep my cool. She is just a little human, Blair. Relax.

And, I finally faced her and I gave her a what-the-f**k-is-wrong-with-you look. Then, she blurted out.

“Don't you know that a passageway is for the people who are passing to it and not for the people who stand on it?” She sneered and I just stood there unmoved.

And yeah, her face is so red that I could laugh at it all day. Did I mention that already? She's just so cute. Nope, not really. Maybe a little bit.

“And, for you to know, Blondie, I was just standing here and you were the one who was walking, and then, bumped on me. So, it was not my fault.” I replied while emphasizing that I am still in the same spot where I was standing earlier. I need to defend myself. It would not have happened if she was just not so clumsy.

But honestly, I feel a little sorry, though. She looked like s**t right now with coffee stains on her dress. Poor little human.

Well, she is trying to make herself calm. And then, she speaks again after three long seconds of silence.

“Do you know who you are messing with?” She asked in a calm tone of voice and stared at me in the eyes with her electric blue eyes.

Why the heck would I care to know who she is? The only human I know around here is Marge.

“And... Do you know who I am, who is messing with you?” I responded with the same tone of voice and stared at her eyes with my green ones.

And, that's the start of the staring contest. I looked deep into her eyes and deep down to her soul, and... Boom! She looked away while rolling her eyes. Hah, I won!

“You don't know what you are dealing with,” she let out in disbelief and crossed her arms on her chest. Well, I don't know you, so, back off, b***h.

“Oh, is it very necessary to know who I'm messing with? And for your information, I mess up with everybody who gets in my way. So, just move along. Now, you are the one who is blocking my way.” I uttered, and with that, there she got angry again. Why is this human so short-tempered? Is she in her period? Oops, I should not think about blood. Damn it!

“Ms. Winsley, is something wrong going on in here?” A woman asked her, and she was about mid-forty, and handed her a small towel.

Then, she turned her gaze to me and looked at me sharply.

Hmph, that ain't gonna work on the sticky coffee on her dress and arms. Silly human, I'm not afraid of you.

“Thanks, Mandy. And please, put this girl in front of me in her right place.” The b***h stated as she pointed at me. Woah, am I kind of a thing that is misplaced? These people are hilarious.

She takes the towel and was about to walk away when the woman named Mandy turned to me and said,

“Lady, you better not mess with the owner of this establishment or I have to call the police.” I silently chuckled at her statement.

Well, there's nothing more stupid than them. Call the police? What did I do? Murdered someone?

“Hey, old b***h, for you to know, it is your owner who bumped on me. So, back off, or you will know the real me, and I bet you won't like it even a bit.” I uttered and she turned to her owner. Yeah, that b***h with blonde hair and electric blue eyes owned her. This old woman is a worker here, I guess.

The girl turned to me again and before she could speak, I stepped closer to her, till our faces were four inches away. I'm so tired of this already and I want to go home so I can sleep.

I stared deep into her blue eyes to warn her that I am not afraid of whoever she is.

“So, you are the owner of this place? And what do you expect me to do? To bow on to you like you're a queen, and do everything you say? Not gonna happen.” I let out and there it goes. I lost my temper. I'm just so pissed already. Why am I even wasting my time here?

She seemed stunned upon hearing my words, and I can see through her eyes that she was about to explode too. Okay, let's see what you got.

“We are not yet done, Freak. We will meet again and I'm going to make sure that you will kneel in front of me.” She stated while trying to calm her voice so she will not sound angry.

Then, I grinned as her statement registered to my mind. That sounds interesting.

“Alright then, I can't wait to see you again. By the way, it was nice meeting you.” I replied while staring at her eyes, and then, turned around and left before she could say anything.

I walked confidently through the doors while wearing a big grin on my face.

'Stupid humans.' I thought.

“You will pay for this, Freak! I'll remember your face and I will make sure that you won't get away with this. You...” I heard her yell, but I did not pay attention to her at all. I just went straight to where my motorbike is parked.

“So, I'm in debt with that girl? How much could that dress cost? And, why the hell do I care? We'll probably not see each other again.” I mumbled as I wore my helmet, and then, revved my baby.

'She looks gorgeous though'. I thought while smirking as I am on the road. But I quickly shook it off. Nah, erase that. She's a total pain in the ass.