The Girl I Hate...

CHAPTER 8

"Yeah, me too..." I skillfully pried her hands off of me and pushed Daniel to her. "You're not going to greet Demon?" They both awkwardly smiled at each other and did polite greetings, but I could feel their mutual hatred vibrating in the air.
"So,-" I placed an arm on Daniel's shoulder and tried to be nonchalant. "Why're you here?" All the other guys happily agreed. They practically grew tails and were wagging them vigorously.
I guess you could call her pretty. She had straight long auburn hair that flowed down and around her slim, fit body. Her red lips almost always in a perpetual smile even when she was beating the crap out of other people, and they greatly contrasted with her translucent skin and black eyes. Then I thought of Nala. They were almost exact opposites. From curly golden hair, twinkling green eyes, and honest personality to the warm air that surrounded her.
I was ripped away from my thoughts when I heard the threat in Daniel's voice as he said, "You should go enjoy the ice rink instead of sticking so close..." They were still in a smiling glare battle.
I yanked him away while skating away, and shouted, "We'll be racing!" I wearily asked myself how in the world did we even lead a gang of forty delinquents despite the fact we had messed relationships with each other. I turned my face slightly and looked back at the group through the corner of my eye. I noticed Jane was glaring at Daniel. Then I remembered that Jane was always jealous of Daniel because I preferred being with him then her but then again... Who would want to hang out alone with someone who looks at you like you're an idol?
"Are you happy to see her again?" I smirked at Daniel who scowled.
"You already know the answer!"
"Ha. But wasn't she the-" He punched me in the arm before I could finish.
"Let's just race." He looked pissed. This race was going to be so awesome.
"Whatever works for you, BARF." After racing three more times, the gang had to drag us off the rink; Daniel was kicking and screaming while I death-glared them.
"We've decided to vote now." Both of us immediately perked up.
"Go on." We had Jane tally up the hands that were raised into the air. It ended with a sickening tie. But Jane, giving me a sickly sweet smile, added one more mark on my side. That must have been her vote. With it, I had won the most liked competition but lost the bet that had the picture on the line...
Daniel jumped up and down, while shouting, "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
I slumped onto the floor and mumbled, "No... There's no way..." Everyone else was thorough confused as we were in our own little worlds. Daniel grabbed the picture and stuffed it into his bag.
"Think carefully the next time you do anything to me. I just might show Nala."
I turned around and yelled, "You were supposed to vote for Demon!" I threw my arms up in exasperation. Then I noticed Jane's cold expression.
In a cautious voice that slightly hinted at the anger she was hiding, she stated, "Who's Nala, Scarlet King?" Everything was unraveling. I have to hurry even more than before...