Mrs. Heartbreaker

Hey, so I was thinking I'm not that good at action stories so I'm going to try romantic 
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Flashback

I smile up at Peter, and he flashes me a picture perfect smile back. His thumb creating tiny circles on the back on my hand as we walk down the street to my house. My heart jumps every time he looks down at me. I should have known it wouldn't last, but I was to caught up in a fairytale to care.

Too soon we reached my house and we turned to face each other.

"Do you think your parents won't mind if I came over for a while?" He asks, giving me a hopeful look. I roll my eyes and laugh at him.
"My parents are as strict as your's, you know you can't come over" I respond, glancing up at my house.

He pouts for a while, but then quickly replaces it with a dazzling smile, literally taking my breath away.
"I'll see you tommorow then?" He asks, making my heart skip a beat at his deep voice.

Luckily I manage to keep my breath even and I give him what I would call my I-look-so-stupid goofy smile and lean in and kiss his cheek softly.
"Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world" I say, looking up into his ocean blue eyes. Tomorrow was his football game, if they win this one, they go to the championship game.

He kisses me on lips, his lips soft and sending tingles down my body. He pulls back, kisses me on the forehead and starts walking back down the street to his house. I watch him till he turns down his street, then I walk up the walkway to my house.

As soon as I open the door, the smell of chicken fills my nose and I grin.
"Mom! Chicken again?" I say while walking toward the stairway to my room.
"I don't hear you complaining!" She answers back and I laugh. Chicken was the most cooked food in our house, dad says its the only thing my mother can cook right.

Once I reach my room, my phone rings. I check it too see that its Georgia, my best friend. I fling my backpack on my bed and walk over to my computer, while I answer Georgia.

"Hello darling, ready for our usual gossiping time?" I say, laughing as I know the answer already.
"A-angel, check on Rogers' Facebook pictures" She says, her voice was muffled and she sniffed slightly.

I instantly freeze, my eyebrows scrunching up in worry.
"Georgia, what's wrong? Have you been crying?" I ask, worry coating my voice.
"J-just check Rogers' Facebook pictures, with the p-party" She says, her voice cracking at the end.

Quickly I log on to Facebook and click on Rogers' pictures. I stroll through them, grimacing at the drunk people dancing with each other, I hate parties.

After a while, I open my mouth to ask Georgia what I'm suppose to be looking for, then I freeze. My voice catches in my throat. Georgia must have heard my reaction, cause she instantly starts apologizing, but I let the phone slip from my hands and fall with a thump on the ground.

Only one question was going through my mind.
Why the hell was my best friend making out with my boyfriend?

 

I lean back in my chair, gripping the desk so I won't fall. My glaze wanders around the classroom, already choosing my new boyfriend. I try not to glance over at the blond haired, blue eyes jerk who broke my heart. Instead I settle on the new british student, who accent would make any girl take off her shirt and throw it at him, including me. As if hearing my thoughts he turns his head and grins at me.

I wink at him and give him a smile. A smirk replaces his smile, and It didn't take a fool to figure out what he's thinking.
"Ms. Gold, care to stop flirting with Mr.Heel and answer the question?" I instantly snap my gaze to Mrs.Launch, who was smiling as if she had actually offended me.

I raise one eyebrow at her and allow my chair to fall to the ground, making a dramatic silence fall over the class. I give Mrs. Launch a tight lipped smile and look her straight in the eyes.

"Mrs. Launch, I apologize to you for flirting with Mr. Heel, but I can't help it that I get more guys then you. So how about we be mature and forget about this little....talk?" Then I give her one of my fake smiles. Slowly her face turns to a deep scarlet red and everyone in the class starts laughing.

"Ms. Gold! Principle's office now!" She yells at me, her usually evil smile replaced with a tight lipped grimace.
Sighing I stand up and throw my bag on my shoulder and I walk toward the door. I stop when I reach the british guy's desk and I write my number on his paper.

"Call me" I say, making it a statement, not a question. He grins and winks at me and I smile back and walk toward the door. Even though I try with all my power not to look over at "him", my eyes betray me and glance over anyway.

As soon as our eyes make contact, a warm feeling and memories flow through me. Just as I reached the door, he gives me a hopeful look and mouths two words that make my heart want to sing.

"I'm sorry"

Sadly this wasn't like in the movies, where I forgive him and we live happly ever after. This was real life and instead of forgiving him, I turn on my heels and throw open the door. My steps echo through out the empty hallways as I march down to the Principles office.

How dare he apologize! What? Does he think I'll just forgive him and stop acting like this? Does he think that this isn't his fault? Bevause he's the reason I changed! He's the reason I got the name heartbreaker!

I didn't realize that instead of going to the Principles office, I had turned into the girl's bathroom. I also didn't realize that I wasn't just thinking my thoughts, I was yelling them into the mirror in front of me.

Sighing I look in the mirror. Peter was the reason I changed. He broke my heart....he kissed my best friend. The funny thing is....he wasn't even drunk when he did it.

I stand up a little taller and focus on the things that I did change. My hair that use to be dark brown was died midnight black. My outfits had become a little more...exposed. My grades dropped from perfect A's to straight F's.

My parents have been arguing more. My mom says its because I had gotten my heart broken that I was acting like this, my dad says I'm stupid for doing this. He said I shouldn't throw away my future for a boy. I don't have any real friends anymore, except the guys who want something from me.

I close my eyes. Sometimes I do wish I would have chosen the higher path. I would't be the school's biggest heartbreaker and I would still have my friends, my grades would have stayed the same and I might have had a boyfriend.

Instantly I opened my eyes.
"No use in imaging a story that will never happen" I mutter to myself.

I look at my watch. The bell will ring, which means I should just leave. I grabbed my backpack, which I had threw on the floor. I smoothed my hair down and walked toward the door and pushed it open.

What I didn't expect was to hit someone in the face. As soon as the door hit them and I heard someone grunt and hit the floor. I forgot who I was for a second and I quickly bend down and look at them.

"Are you ok?" I ask, trying to decide how hard I hit them, but my thoughts went straight out my head as the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen connect with mine. And for the first time since Peter destroyed me, my heart completely stopped and I was, for once, speechless.

 

 I see a spelling mistake! I'm sorry.

 

 Percyous your Team Gale......I'm Team Peeta, and Percyous the guy she just met his name is Percy so chill sweetheart  Your so dramatic

 

 Wait! Bella.....left Edward....for Peeta? KILL HIM!!! KILL HIM NOW!!

 

I might update tonight, just for you Tarru 