Semi-Sweet (Part 1 / Chapter One)

To love, to hate, both are such strong words, yet they are alike in so many opposing ways. To love, to hate, that's what my thought is for the day, so I love, so that I must hate? What a relief it would be to grant these painful emotions from my heart that my heart may soar with the birds in the beautiful, blue sky. Such would be too easy, too simple. Of course, love and hate shall work together deviously in the tale, making me trip over them in such ridiculously childish ways.1

I cannot stand Felix Patterson. His snide grin makes me want to slap him until it falls off, dead, but I don't bring myself to relinquish the feeling of hate in my heart, for he has an advantage over me. He tortures me with it. He throws it in my face and laughs, yet he keeps it a secret for the advantage of which it owns over me. If he wanted to, he could have the entire school onto me in a moment, that's the popular jerk that he is. I hate him, there; I admitted the strong, verbal usage. I hate Felix.2

I don't even know how he found out my secret, he just... did. There's no alternative. My only thought is that Tommy, my twin brother, and Felix's best friend, told him, although he had always promised that he'd never tell, he could've been upset with me, I can be a real brat at times.3

Tommy and Felix have been friends for as long as I can remember; my stupid brother was too blind to see that Felix was a jerk. But, they were, and are, still inseparable, and Felix had been over at our house multiple times, teasing me at any possible moment, even though Tommy won't defend me anyways.4

The main reason that I hate Felix is because he calls me Shortie because I'm really short, but it doesn't help that he's six feet something.5

Honestly, with all of the inches in the world, he had to get them all. Honestly.6

I glare at the TV screen, blaming it's blank, black screen for my problems. It's screen looks hauntingly like Felix's jet black hair. "It's all your fault!" I whisper hoarsely, pretending that it is Felix. "I hate you! I hate you." I kick it hastily and then curse, gripping my bare toes.7

"Oh-" I stop the curse words as Tommy and Felix enter the room, sweat trailing down the foreheads and clumping their hair. If either of them heard me cuss, I'd be in deep trouble with my mom, even though both of them cuss.8

"Hey Shortie," Felix says, smirking at me, Tommy being in the kitchen grabbing snacks.9

"Shut your trap jerk!" I say, stumbling while turning around. 'I'll walk away and ignore him. That's what I'll do.' 10

"What? Little Shortie herself going to make me?"11

I turn around, about to tell him off until his ear literally falls off, but Tommy walks in, handing Felix a bottled water.12

"What's up?" he asks, glancing at Felix and then at me, and the back at Felix, his eyes almost asking a question. Felix shrugs in answer, gunning the water down faster than I could say... well, just about anything.13

"What were you two doing anyway?" I ask, curiosity overcoming my anger. I blow my white-blond hair out of my view, looking at Tommy. 14

He looks at Felix, waiting for Felix to answer.15

Felix glances at me and then at Tommy, his gorgeous blue eyes showing slight panic. 16

"Well?" I ask, irritation filling my heart quickly. "Guys! I- you know what never mind!"17

I turn, walking away, but Tommy clears his throat, saying, "We were working out."18

I stop, turn around to look at them like they're idiots, and then say, "Why? It's not like you're the wimpiest boys in the school. Are you trying to get more girls after you? Seriously, only over half of the girls in the school like you, is that not enough?" I roll my eyes, walking away.