24. Super-Fast Sperm.

***Emara Stone***

I look outside the window and wonder how I am going to face Ryan, knowing he has read everything from my book. I hope he doesn't think I masturbated while imagining him.
Also, I forgot my hat at Ana's place. *Errr! Level of bad luck.*
"You know Emara when I was your age I was very wild too." Suddenly my father talks about his childhood. I can feel a long lecture is on its way.
"I used to do drugs daily with friends, girlfriends, neighbors, sometimes alone. I remember one day I was so high that I tried to introduce my parents to each other." *Wait... what?*
I roll my eyes annoyingly as I tell him, "Dad, I don't do drugs." His eyes meet mine, he holds the gaze checking if I am lying or not. "Are you sure?" I nod.
*After all, drugs are so expensive and why would anyone give it to me?*
"That's good. That's very good." He says as he takes a right turn. "But you know what, suddenly I stopped taking drugs and instead I became a homey drug dealer of my neighborhood. I was rolling in money.” My father again continued with his story but, with a twist.
"Dad! I don't sell drugs and I am not a drug dealer of any hood." I clarify him before he tries to confess something else out of my mouth.
"Wow! That's great. I knew my daughter won't be into such things. Your mom was so worried and I told her it's just college vibes. Haha." He tries to dust off the topic with an awkward laugh.
*I can't believe I was his super-fast sperm.*
The car halts outside my university. "Dad, I am going to help Ana after college, so I'll be late. And she will drop me off so you don't need to pick me up." I clearly explain my lies, so no confusion turns up this time.
"Okay, but no coloring your hair anymore." He strictly warns me in a dictator's tone. I nod obediently. *The damage is already done!*
I turn around and walk inside the gate, recalling all the stanzas of the holy book, hoping no one would recognize me with my new look. But as soon as I walk inside the gate, everyone turns their heads surprisingly at me as if I am an octopus and they have never seen a walking octopus.
I keep my head low not glancing back in their unblinking eyes that constantly follow me, probably making some opinion of me. My steps slowed down a little as even the students walking in front, driving on the road turn back around to stare at me.
*What am I, Mona Lisa?*
"Who is she?" "I don't know." "Never seen her before." "I think she is Kathy."
I walk in between them, wondering if my outfit looks cheap, or appears shorter, or maybe some of my assets are peeking out from my clothes that interest them. I pull my tee down to cover up my bare stomach that catches maximum eyes, but it bounces back up to my bra the more I try.
I gulp nervously as girls glare venomously, ready to attack me with their pointed nails and tear down my tight jeans and burn my frizzle hair. Whereas boys stare at me territorially like I am the only girl left in the universe. Some are astonished, while others sharpen their claws to fight the competition.
"Damn! She is hot." "Oooooh sexy" "She looks cool" "Which class?"
I never got so much attention in life, not even when I was born. My parents were awestruck by Ethan's long hair rather than the pissed of kid beside him.
And right now, when I wanted to be transparent, camouflaged in the crowd, everyone is gawking at me like a prey. The worst kind of luck is when your luck is so bad that no one believes it.
The Instagram beauties who glared at me with flames in their eyes yesterday are shockingly staring at the new me. Their polished red lips are opened wide as their envious eyes gape at my ocean strands with frozen jealously. I smile, feeling a little better than the Trump blonde beauties of my campus.
*Alexa, play everyone who played me.*
I throw a lock of my hair behind my shoulders as I walk past the basic blondies. I couldn't help but feel like a unicorn in a herd of donkeys. They can kiss ma ass.
I intentionally sway my hips and walk with utter confidence, like an angel walking in between low life humans.
My wings slap everyone who walks past me and they swiftly turn around to stare at me with heart eyes. They get possessed by my shimmers and glimmers as they fall unconscious to my heavenly beauty.
I mentally reject every guy who passes me a look or flirtatious smirk. *Not you. Nope. Ewww. One star.*
I am so confident right now that I can walk on water.
Suddenly the angel in me screams in horror as she sees a pitch black car with a devil's trident parked right in front of her. The halo falls off and my wings get vapored in the air as I see the malicious Devil of the Evil Land standing casually with his possessed goats.
Ryan looks fresh from the hell as he leans on his car in his black shirt and ripped denim. His dark brown hair roughly falls on his eyes as he nonchalantly types on his phone.
Though he appears decent and virgin, I can see his invisible horns and that sinful pointed tail coming out from his evil butt.
Suddenly Ryan casually looks up from his phone. His head slowly turns towards the direction where the crowd is gawking and in a micro-mili second, our eyes collide with an intense fusillade.
At that moment I knew, the 'L' in my luck is replaced with a... *Fuck!*
*What is he doing here?*
*Why did he come so early today?*
I can't believe it, I woke up early to avoid getting caught by him before class but to my rotten fish luck, Ryan stood right in front of me looking hot like a boiled egg.
As soon as Ryan's gaze falls on me, his eyes bulge out like a pop-eyed toy, and his mouth opens so wide that a chicken can enter, lay eggs, and exit easily. He shakes his head in confusion and again looks at me soberly. His eyes raked down on my autonomy, desperately trying to figure out how peanut butter can turn hot coal into a fine piece of diamond.
I blink once, twice, but his eyes doesn’t move. As if a short circuit occurred in his brain, and his eyes got stuck on me as I silently walk past him. I have never seen so many expressions and emotions on his face at once. His face looks like someone stole his balls and sold for '*buy one & get another free'* offer.
Suddenly my eyes shift as I hear a playful wolf-whistle blown by either Shawn or the pee-pee guy standing right beside Ryan. Daniel immediately takes out a slim plastic comb from his back pocket and grooms his hair as he looks at me raunchily. *Stinky cabbages!*
I keep my head low and pray that they didn't recognize me and sneakily walk away reciting my anti-Satan prayers. *Please, not today, Satan!*
“Aye gurl!"
My head swings back as I hear someone calling me in a flirtatious tone. My eyes ogle him in shock as I see his leaf printed shirt with the first four buttons undone from where his shiny hairless chest is visible.
"Is your father a doctor? Cause you just cured my erectile dysfunction." Daniel purrs as he gives me a cheeky smile that spreads from his cheeks to cheeks.
"Errrmm, no." I am not sure what to reply to the weird chat that has just begun. Daniel gravely looks at me as if he is trying to open a magical portal to another world, "Hmm, then is your dad a farmer? Cause you sure do know how to raise the cock."
His eyebrow reaches to the end of his hairline as he ogles me creepily. "Errmm, no. Actually, I am getting late." I try to put a full-stop to the conversation but he again speaks as he leans down and whispers, "Then your daddy must be a hunter, 'cause you are such a fox!" *What?*
Suddenly Daniel stumbles as maniac Ryan pulls his collar from the back and pushes him aside from my face. My heart beats wildly. Its rhythm goes out of control as Ryan's blazing eyes fall on me menacingly. His devilish eyes gawk me as if I called him gay in front of everyone.
*I think he recognized me.*