In Love With The Wrong Guy Chapter 3 Winnie Vortex

A Story by Ronnin

When I was done with my cyber stalking, I grabbed some stuff from my locker downstairs. As I was fixing my stuff, some students have barged out from their classrooms. It became really crowded and noisy again. I’m not saying that was a good or bad thing, maybe more or less. I was just about to close my locker because I’ve brought out the notebooks I needed when my locker neighbor "Harvey Tan- started singing his insult song to me. I never really understood the lyrics he kept singing, but I hear my name and the word ‘gay’ come in together. Somehow, that used to piss me off.

He continued singing while he meddled with his locker. I closed mine "not slammed as I used to because I was kind of in a good mood- and laid my shoulder on it.

“You know, I’m not surprised you’re still alive.” I joked. He stopped singing and smiled at me, the smiles that were meant to insult me. I’m sure I was way too sick of seeing that every day.

“And why is that?” he chuckled.

“Cause God really does protect the fools and the children.” I smiled the way he did.

“Ouch.” His smiled went down, but I knew he was kidding. “You hurt me.”

“There you go, Mr. Sensitive.” I laughed. He didn’t say another thing after. He just looked at me like I was weird or something ‘til I finished my laugh. I soon faced him.

“What’s with you today? I mean, you’d normally want to punch me now, but you’re fooling around with me. What is this, April fools day? Liyah Loveworth is not taking me seriously today. Why is that she’s happy?” he sounded like he was doing a monologue which was a little funny. “Is she in love? Or are you in love with me?”

“You know I don’t fall in love.” I knew he was kidding, so I didn’t really care.

“But yet again-” Harvey was about to say something that I was sure was something to insult or intimidate me, but his best friends "Samuel Samson and Jason Cross- came across in our conversation. Oh God, those three were always together. They were like the super bullies that just insults but never fights. I mean, they run when they get someone too angry and never fight back. Basically, they’re cowards, or they’re just some nice guys with nothing to do. They never failed to annoy me just until that day, and I didn’t know why.

“Dude, Sander just invited us to a party!” Samuel said, and he clearly hooked Harvey’s attention.”

“Sander’s party?” Harvey asked.

“No, it’s Winnie’s. Winnie told Sander that he can bring anyone he likes, and Sander asked us!”

“Are you sure Winnie Vortex wants us there after what we did?” Harvey asked. They were ignoring me which was pretty unusual. They sounded a little serious. I wondered what was Harvey talking about.

“What do you mean? What did you do to Winnie?” I confronted them.

“None of your business, buff girl!” Jason rejected. I hated it whenever they called me buff girl. I certainly do not look buff and lesbian in any way. I guess it was because of my reputation in karate. Not much girls in Neptune take karate and do it until she reaches her black belt. Three years ago, a guy in Neptune High insulted me and my mother. I ended up beating him to a pulp even when he fought back. I was called to the principal’s office. Of course, mom was, too. Mom cried that night. She didn’t want me to be in any trouble since I’m the only left in her family. I promised her I was always going to be there, that I was not going to get into any more fights. I stopped taking karate after that. Everyone in school became quite scared of me. It wasn’t a good thing. They became really distant. I felt lonelier than I was before that fight. But everyone forgot when time passed, and I had new friends.

My hands clenched after what Jason said. I wanted to punch him, but I thought of my mom. I never wanted to hear her cry again. So, I just left and continued to my class. I left them talk whatever they wanted to.

Sex Education was a relieving course for my anxiety and worries. I somehow found it hilarious. We actually used to see our teacher demonstrate how to use condoms, guys’ and girls’ crotch photos, and porno videos, and I’ve always wanted to have an activity in class that would rid of my virginity, but of course, that was impossible. Class took place on the third floor. I got there ten minutes early. I waited on my chair for people to arrive. About five minutes later, I heard someone come in the room. I never really saw who it was since I was facing the other way. But I recognized his voice when he talked.

“You’re Leah, right?” It was Alexander. I haven’t turned around, but I knew. Chills ran down my spine. Suddenly, I didn’t know what to do. I stood up in shock and faced him. He seemed pretty startled with my reaction.

“Are you okay?” I saw his smile again, that smile that meant the happiness I’ve been trying to find for half of my life.

“Yeah!” I smiled back. I noticed he mispronounced my name since my name is a little weird and unusual. “ It’s actually Liyah, like L-I-Y-A-H. You’re Alexander, right!”

“You can call me Sander, by the way.” He continued. “I never got the chance to tell you at church.”

“Okay.” My stomach went warm. Seeing him glare at me was unbearable. I had this weird feeling "the feeling of just wanting to hug him. I wanted to hug and kiss him, and he would just smile at me.

“So, is your next class here?” he asked, pointing his finger down.

“Yeah. It’s SexEd.”

“Yeah.” He chuckled in his unique way. “Yeah, talk about sex.”

“Oh.” I suddenly stopped when he said ‘sex’. My sexual lust triggered. I somehow wanted to make out with him.

“I’m sorry. Are you sensitive to that stuff?” he sounded concerned but still smiling.

“Oh, no!” I laughed. I wondered where that jolly version of me came from. It’s like his aura inspired me to be like him. I didn’t know what feeling that was crumbling me apart, but I somehow liked it. “I’m fine with it. I talk like that sometimes.”

It suddenly occurred to me that Alexander might not like girls that talk like I did, so I thought I’d change his mind. “I mean, I talk like that when I have to.”

“Okay.” He chuckled again. “That’s kinda’ interesting.”

I felt excited. Alexander said I was interesting. I felt like I had the chance for him to like me! I didn’t know what to say. I was driven by unconsciousness. “I’m interesting?”

“Yeah, a little.” He was chuckling and seemed a little shy. It was getting awkward. But he just smiled at me, and I felt dazzled. I didn’t know what to do. My hands were shaking. I couldn’t help but stare away because his glare was piercing through me. Suddenly, Winnie came in the room and broke out conversation.

“Oh!” she greeted with delight. “I see you’ve met Sander.”

“Yeah.” I said.

“Actually, I’ve met her yesterday.” He paid his attention to Winnie instead. I didn’t know if I was relieved that the awkward atmosphere had left or if I was upset because his attention flew to Winnie.

“Yeah, we met in church.” I said before Winnie could have reacted. Somehow, I wanted to be proud to have met him. “He goes to the same church as me.”

“Oh.” She reacted.

Then, another wave of silence came. It was really awkward again. Winnie gave me a neutral gaze. Alexander was smiling as he turned his head from Winnie to me.

“So, why are you early?” I asked Winnie out of the blue.

“Well, I was supposed to meet Alexander here.” She faced Alexander, and he smiled back to her. I got jealous, and I didn’t know why I felt like that for someone I barely knew.

“What was it you wanted to meet me for?” he asked. I figured Winnie really like the guy, and I was impressed to how she can just call him out here alone.

“Can I hire you?” she said. I had no idea what kind of job she was offering.

“Hire me?” he chuckled. “Not to be high or anything, but I don’t quite need a job right now.”

“No. I meant I just need your help.” Winnie laughed. I’ve never seen her smile like that. It was like the way I laughed when I talked to Alexander. “I just want to repay you if you do.”

“All right. What do you need?” obviously, he never stopped smiling. I was just there, staring at them as they talked and got along. My blood was boiling. That was actually one of the rare times that I got jealous.

“I heard you’re really good with English.” Winnie started giggling. I was pretty sure Alexander noticed that. “I just need some help with my work.”

“I’d do it for free!” he exclaimed in delight. That made me feel uncomfortable.

“Really?” she sounded excited. She hopped and did her mini-claps again. I guess she wanted to spend some time with him. “You’d do that.”

“It’s no problem.” He chuckled. It came to me that he didn’t care about money. He only cared to help Winnie. My levels of jealousy were really bursting.

“Oh my God! Thanks!” she exclaimed and held her hands together. My thighs were shaking. I was feeling weak. How did she know he was good in English when it was just his first day that time? She must’ve really liked him. She gave me a quick look and turned back at Alexander. She saw me giving a good stare at them.

“Can we talk about this outside?” she asked him and pulled his arm. She dragged him outside the room as he laughed about it. I was just giving them my glare until they made it out. For the first time in my life, I felt weak. I felt like I was falling down. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know what to do. I felt like I wanted to cry, cry for Winnie. I didn’t want to interrupt them. I had my pride stopping me. It got me well.