Which One? Hot jerk or Cute and Sweet New Guy

Chapter 2

Sam's POV

As I made my way towards the toilet I heard a scream from one of the bedrooms. I stepped closer to the door and there seemed to be someone struggling in there. Without realising I bust open the door and there she was. A sweet innocent girl crying with her hands being held by some filthy animal. My instincts kicked in and next thing I know I was coming in contact with the guys chin with my fist. Once I was fully satisfied with the beating I gave him hoping he wouldn't do it again I approached the girl.

She was crying whilst crouching over within herself to form a ball. I asked if it was as it seems and she simply nodded. This made my blood boil and I began to get aggravated. I soon snapped out of it when I heard her whimper again.

Picking her up I made my way to my car to take her home. She was in no condition to stay at this party and I was definitely not going to leave her with her friend who clearly doesn't know what's going on either.

She thanked me so many times through chokes of cry, little did she know that I was the one happy to have been able to help her. It reminds me of my past and being able to help her helps to alleviate that pain.

"By the way i'm Sam, I go to your school." I told her.

"Really I've never seen you before?" she questioned. Only now was I able to really look at her. She had cleaned up her face a bit from the make-up but she still look flawless. Her big brown eyes could have made me putty in her hands.

"Yeah I am the new guy." I smiled sweetly as I left her. I wanted to stay and tell her everything would be alright, but what she's just been through is traumatic and she barely knows me. I thought it's be best to leave and let her sleep this horrible experience away.

Normally teenagers get woken up by an alarm or by their parents coming in, kissing your their cheek and asking politely to get up. I however woke up this morning with the sound of my mum screaming at Mark. Mark is my 'dad' but I've never wanted anything to do with him, what he did to my mum is unforgivable and I will despise him till the day I die.

I don't know why my mum forgave him or continued being with him. She still had her whole life ahead of her and he brings nothing but misery.

First things first, turning on my music player to drown the screaming sounds. After a quick shower I start to pick what to wear. Now I normally don't bother with what I look like or how I dress but I was hoping to see the stunning girl from yesterday and so I had to make a good impression.

Once I arrived I went straight to the school office to grab my timetable. First two periods were the most boring lessons ever, it's like the teachers want you to fall asleep in their lesson. The only thing that kept me awake was these girl flirting with me. I am used to it but these girls don't know when to stop, I mean the funniest thing happened when this one girl was wearing her uniform like Brittany Spears.

As soon as I enter the room for period 3 I begin scanning the room and there she was. Sitting beside another pretty girl. She was also looking around and our eyes connected, wow, she took my breath away. Simply smiling toward me she turned back around to her friend where I could see them whispering to each other.

"Mr king. Would you like to take a seat or are you going to stand there like a statue." The teacher questioned me with an annoyed look in his eyes.

With everyone's eyes on me now I quickly sat in the nearest empty seat and as chance would have it, it was next to her. "Hey, is it alright if I sit here?" I asked with a hint of plead in my eyes.

Brooke's POV

Shannon elbowed me in the rib to encourage me to look at Sam. Somehow without the alcohol in my system I wasn't as outgoing towards him. I tried to speak but it got mumbled. I looked at Shannon for help and she just grinned at me whilst wiggling her eyebrows.

"Sure." I was finally able to mutter.

I couldn't stop thinking about him yesterday the way he carried me even though it was a bit blurry. I remember him perfectly the way his blond hair is messy but in a cool way. The way his eyes are big and bright. I heard Shannon coughing and realised I was staring at him whilst daydreaming about him, smooth.

"Helloo, I am Shannon I heard that you are Brook's knight in shining armour?" Shannon questioned, her face full of amusement whilst Sam just let out a chuckle.

"I guess I am" he replied looking happy with himself. He glanced at me and winked making my whole face heat up. "Can I ask you a personal question?" I asked. This had been on my mind since this morning and I knew if I got a chance I'd ask him.

"Sure ask away" he replied. The teacher was so into what he was saying that he didn't even notice us talking.

"How come yesterday when you asked if he was you know, going to, well you know, your face went dark with hatred?" I tried to stay clear from the word, it made me feel physically sick in my stomach but I had to know. I regretted my big mouth though, as soon as I said it his face turned dark again, his pure eyes now hissed with pure anger. I quickly tried to make it okay but adding on he didn't have to answer it. This allowed his face to relax again, he threw a small sweet smile in my direction.

"Well, it's a bit of a tricky subject, but if you wanted to go out with me I'd be happy to explain." He said whilst grinning. My brain was thinking about what he said when I realised he had just asked me on a date and I gasped.

Composing myself again I agreed to this in a very casual way. Little did he know he was lighting my inside on fire.

"Brooke" the teacher suddenly called at me. I snapped my head towards him and he was looking intensely at me with an annoyed expression. Replying calmly with a "Yes Sir" I took a deep breath in, a bit nervous that I was about to get told off or worse, sent out.

"Did you hear who you partner was for the assignment or were you too busy staring at the new student?" He smiled creepily that sent goosebumps up my arm.

"Sorry Sir but I think it would be option 2." I tried to snap back, he looked taken back by comment which I was glad, who was he to make me look bad.

"You will be working on your project with Corey." He replied and moved on to the next pair. As for me, I just sat here shocked, wishing this was all a dream. How can I possibly face him again let alone work with him. I was about to protest when the teacher cut me off.

"You will be working on the project together for the next 4 weeks"

Kill me.