A Boy From Manning Heights ✔️

Chapter Two | Beckett

I close Jaspers door and play with the hem of my sleeve not understanding why I'm so annoyed he won't let me call him J, it's just a fucking nickname.

I shake my head ignoring my odd feelings and walk down to the mentor hall cringing when Freddie is standing there.

"ooooh look who it is, Beck I see your daddy finally pulled some strings and got you a spot here"

I cringe, Freddie's dad donates half a million to the school yearly so he practically gets whatever he wants even if that's a spot as a mentor for his son, but I can't be annoyed the only reason I'm here is because my dad told me he wanted me to.

It "looks good in the public eye to be a mentor"and that's all he cares about, whatever's good for buisness.

I roll my eyes at Freddie.

"sure Fred whatever"

He chuckles

"c'mon chill Beck I'm just messing around"

I clench my jaw Freddie and I have history. We used to be close and it seems ever since I got back from college he's changed. Or at our relationship has. He doesn't bother to talk to me unless it's to try and get me going. It's quickly become annoying.

I shake my head.

"not tonight Freddie"

With that I walk into my room and close the door thankful when he doesn't try to continue to bother me.

I change and get in bed thinking about Jasper, trying to decide if he's better or worse then I expected? I definitely wasn't expecting someone who could annoy me just by not letting me call them by their nickname, but maybe that's not even annoyance, maybe that's just me being offended.

He doesn't like me enough to let me call him J?

I shake my head it's stupid, I know the boys here can be stubborn, rude, and disrespectful. I prepared for this, but still a small inkling inside of me, wants Jasper to like me.

I shake my thoughts away and decide to just call it a night I'll deal with Jasper in the morning.

••

I wake up at 7:30am and head over to Jasper's room hoping he'll be up and ready considering breakfast is served at 8:00am and classes begin at 9:00am, but despite my knock he doesn't answer.

I sigh knocking again.

"Jasper?"

Suddenly the door is pulled open and I almost stumble inside.

"what the fuck? It's not even fucking 8:00am Beckett"

I nod slowly my eyes unintentionally drifting down to his bare chest wondering if he'll be half naked every time he opens the door?

I quickly shake my head, and bring my eyes back up to his face,

"breakfast starts at 8:00, get ready"

He grunts rubbing a hand down his face and stepping back into his room.

"you've got to be fucking kidding"

I roll my eyes "I'm not so get a move on"

He lifts a brow.

"get a move on? What are you my mom?"

I shrug and absentmindedly mumble.

"mhmm dad maybe"

I feel my cheeks heat up slightly, it was a joke that sounded better in my head and now I wish I hadn't said it out loud, but he just shakes his head.