Arch Enemies Ch. 01

"You're wrong."

Erin closed her eyes at the sound of the voice behind her. When she opened them, her eyes rained fire as she turned around in her desk to stare at her arch nemesis.

Okay, so Brady wasn't her arch nemesis, but in their fifth period A.P. European History class, the two rarely agreed on anything, and their heated discussions reeked of dislike for each other.

Brady was the boy Erin had known the longest of all her classmates. A sixth grade mutual crush, turned awkward boyfriend/girlfriend attempt, turned immediate break-up on her part left the two in mutual hatred. It was sad, because when Erin really thought about it, they had been truly good friends before they decided to "go out." They were too young to be embarrassed with themselves; especially Erin's not quite grown in long-limbed gait and too short red hair and Brady's five foot stature and braces. They were comfortable with each other and sat together on the bus everyday to and from school laughing and reading Erin's scandalous and newly attained Seventeen Magazines.

After they decided to date that year, Erin was unskilled and nervous in the area of sixth grade dating and after an awkward attempt at kissing, Erin broke up with Brady in embarrassment. This was really unfortunate for him, because although her embarrassment was internal, his was a break-up in front of half the school and all his best friends. And now at 18 years old, the two still hate each other and argue over everything.

Every teacher dreaded having them in a classroom. They were not bad students, and in fact both were the top of their senior class. Individually Erin and Brady were the favorites of every teacher and student in the school. Erin was the captain of their cheerleading team and their girl's tennis team. Brady was the varsity quarterback and first string third baseman on the varsity baseball team. They were smart, nice, out-going and well liked by boys and girls alike.

They only became a nightmare for teachers, and really anyone in their vicinity, when they disagreed.

Which was every time they talked.

Erin shifted in her chair to look at Brady sitting six rows behind her. He preferred the less conspicuous form of class room participation and was usually found in the very back row. Erin could always be found front row center.

Their eyes connected in fearless challenge as Erin gave Brady a small smile of disdain.

"I know that Mary Queen of Scots was captured and taken by England for imprisonment. It is a well known fact" she spit out.

Brady gave an easy smile in return but a glint of malice sparked in his face.

"You're wrong. Mary came to Queen Elizabeth in part surrender and escape from an angry Scotland and only part capture by the British. There is no distinct line in that historical fact."

Erin's smile was wiped from her face, and a small growl seemed to come from her lips. It was well known Tudor history was her area of expertise and that she was writing their final paper on Queen Elizabeth I for college. Brady had never shown any interest in that time period, preferring and showing apt knowledge on the Roman empire.

"Why don't you just stick to your incestuous and homosexual Caesars" she struck out, uncaring of what she was saying.

The rest of the class gasped, but Brady didn't even flinch as he fired back.

"Wow. That was an intelligent statement. But wasn't Queen Elizabeth's mother, Anne Boleyn, beheaded for adultery and incest?"

The class gave another joint gasp and began to murmur excitedly over the fight and the astonishing subject matter.

Erin could barely sputter forth a retort in her anger, and their teacher, Mrs. Williams, nervously cleared her throat at the shocking level to which the argument had reached.

"Alright everyone clam down. We all know that those accusations on both the poor Romans and Anne Boleyn and their... mmm... extracurricular activities do not have strong foundations of truth. It was...ahhh... only some of the Caesars that were associated with...with taboo sexual relations."

The class giggled at that, then hit a level of excited movement and activity as the bell rang for the end of school. Mrs. Williams sighed in relief and returned to her desk and the escape of her current romance novel she kept stashed in the pencil drawer.

Erin angrily gathered her books and jerked out of her seat to get out of the classroom as quickly as she could. Brady took a more casual approach to leaving, which in the irony of life, allowed him to reach the doorway before her. Her book bag had found a way to tangle itself with her chair.

Brady stayed at the door, watching amusedly as Erin violently and clumsily yanked at an unmoving book bag. Erin watched as Brady leaned against the door jam and talked to the junior Katie Delaney. She was on the cheerleading team with Erin and the two had never been very close. Katie had a brashness and open sexuality about her that left a bad taste in Erin's mouth. She gave Brady a wink as she silkily walked away from him, and Erin approached the doorway last of the class.

Her awkward gait of childhood had turned into long limbed gracefulness of adulthood. Short and curly red hair had grown long and turned into a deep red that reached all the way down her back. Her pale skin was pure, and her intelligent green eyes were regularly called beautiful by admirers. She had a natural style that veered on the side of innocence that clashed with her fiery hair and temper and her siren's body.

Brady's short stature of pre-teen years had shot up to a six foot frame that was well supported with an athletic build thanks to year long sports and summer jobs of helping his dad build houses. The work had given his body a mature ruggedness that many men never grow in to, and the summer sun always left him with bronzed hair and skin. After braces, his straight white teeth lit up a face with bright blue eyes a girlfriend once compared to the Caribbean Sea. She had never seen the Caribbean Sea of course, but the comparison seemed accurate and stuck. His good looks were paired with a casual sense of style that was fashionably indifferent and therefore all the more masculine. He seemed to ooze an aura of indifferent friendliness that drew the girls like flies and made him a guy's guy. He had his usual look of amused indifference as Erin began to huff to the door.

Erin slowed and decided to take her time walking. She almost went for completely ignoring Brady as he calmly watched her with a grin, damn him. Instead she opted for direct eye contact as her walk slowed. Her sneer turned into the smile of the cat that caught the canary, and she completely stopped in front of him. That wiped the grin right off Brady's smug face.

Erin continued to stand in front of him with her devilish grin. She lifted her hand and slowly lifted it to his face. He continued to look on with a shocked expression as her long fingers began to sift through the ear length tousled hair. Brady remained frozen as her hand cupped his head. Her thumb stroked his cheek and rubbed towards his ear and she slowly stroked the lobe. She could hear his breathing get faster as she began to lean closer towards him. Looking straight into his eyes, she twisted his ear as hard as she could.

"Fuck!" He yelled and angrily yanked her hand away. Both were sneering as he continued to pull her arm back and behind him, and her body began to get closer. Her middle bumped his, and Erin realized they were both panting. She was panting?!

"Children!"

At the sound of Mrs. William's voice, both quickly pushed away from each other and guiltily looked towards their favorite teacher.

"School's over. Go home. And no more cursing, Mr. King!"

"Yes ma'am" they chorused and quickly fled the room. Once outside Erin turned back to Brady with scorn.

"Don't touch me again. And do not try to school me on Tudor history. Because you will lose."

"You touched me" he replied. "And it doesn't look like you know as much as you think you do. And I seem to know more than I thought I did. Hmmm maybe I should change my final paper topic to 16th century English royalty."

"You can't!"

"Oh I can. And I think I will...."

"But we each must have a different topic! No two people can write on the same thing!"

"Well, you are flustered Erin, you've become redundant. I guess we will just have to see who has the best paper prospectus to Mrs. Williams in order to write on that topic. Let the best man win."

"Brady you know I am writing this paper for the area of study I want to take in college. You know my college career is based on this paper and its acceptance by the university's history department. Their Tudor historians are rare and highly regarded. Barely anyone can get into that area of study for a major."

A quick look of concern flashed Brady's face but was replaced once again with amused indifference. He gave a low whistle.

"Then you better work twice as hard to get this topic." His eyes scornfully raked her body. "Because you sure as hell can't fuck your way into college."

And as he walked away to a waiting Katie Delaney and put his arms around her shoulders as they left the building, Erin crumbled to the floor in tears.

To be continued...

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