Sorry for the late but I'm currently studying for my official exams in a week and so. Expect updates every 2 days now :)
Luella Jones
Where the hell did he come from?
I gulp, looking at the large man in front of me now.
He has green eyes.
"Excuse me?" I say, trying hard to stay confident by the way he's looking at me.
"I didn't realize I stuttered." He states, tilting his head a bit to the right.
"Oh well, no we don't, we just stated different opinions." I put on a nervous smile, not wanting to start anything.
He looks so intimidating, it's making me anxious.
He chuckles, not the type of good one. The one that says oh you're so fucked.
"Different opinions are bullshit. You either agree with me, or just shut the fuck up for your own good."
"Pardon?" I furrow my eyebrows at his answer, not expecting that. Did he just tell me to shut up? Oh hell no.
He backs me up slowly to the wall behind me, putting one of his hands beside the left side of my head.
He's making me really nervous now. I turn around to see the classroom fully empty, leaving us both alone with my anxiety growing even more.
When did we get here?
"People who disagree with me don't end up feeling very well, darling." He smirks at the end, noticing my slight shaking.
Why does he keep smirking like that?
"I- I didn't mean it in a bad way, I was just stating what I thought of, too." I may think he was wrong, but he's still a guy, and I don't have my taser.
He looks at me, still staring into my brown eyes.
"Well, what you thought of was wrong. Don't step in when I'm talking, making yourself look smart in front of everyone, nerd."
I widen my eyes slightly at the silly nickname. "I'm not a nerd, don't call me that." I shake my head.
"What did I just say about disagreeing with me?" He gets close now, his face inches away from mine as I can smell his mint breathe now.
"I- I'm sorry, you can call me whatever you want." I press my palms to the wall behind me, not wanting to push him to his last nerves, and end up getting slapped or something.
He moves his face towards mine even more, his nose brushing against mine. One wrong move and his lips will be touching mine, the one thing I'm scared of.
I close my eyes sighing, trying to compose my breathing. "Please, just leave me alone." I whisper slowly, praying to god he listens, and just moves away, I feel like I'm already close to having an anxiety attack.
I can still feel his eyes on me, probably looking at me weirdly, observing every insecurity on my face.
"What are you two doing?" I hear Miss Charlotte's voice, interrupting us as I open my eyes to see her standing beside the door, crossing her arms. "Why are you two not in class right now?"
I feel my throat going dry, she just caught us so close to each other, she probably already has the wrong impression.
"Um, uh we were- we were just-" I try to scramble out words, Harry cutting me off saying, "leaving. We were just leaving." He says with a glint of mischievous in his eyes.
Miss Charlotte looks between us both, her arms still crossed over her chest, she nods gesturing to the hallway. "Then leave, you both are late for your classes."
"Right, right of course, sorry." I apologize quickly, moving away from Harry now that he isn't trapping me anymore, grabbing my bag I previously dropped because of him, as I go to walk towards the doorway.
"Nice chatting with you, nerd." I hear him say loud and clear, not turning to look at him as I head to my math class.
What the hell just happened?
I put my hands over my cheeks, trying to calm down the probable redness on them because of the embarrassment I wish to never go through again.
I open the door to my class, forgetting to knock, making all heads turn towards me due to the abrupt noise.
Shit shit shit.
"Oh, Miss Jones, I was starting to wonder where you were." Miss Laura says, noticing my arrival, clearly not bothered by the fact I'm a few minutes late.
"I'm so sorry, I- uh I got locked in the bathroom accidently."
I bite my tongue at the awful lie I just came up with, reminding myself I need to work on better excuses for my teachers.
I hear a few snickers from my side, clearly laughing over me, gosh I hate this so much.
"That's alright, it happens to all of us. Go on, take a seat now." She smiles softly at me as I go and take the empty seat, at the end of the class of course.
I walk past Cassy, seeing her smirking as she looks me up and down.
What the hell is wrong with everyone smirking at me like that nowadays?
I sit down on my seat, feeling the dizziness in my mind calm down now, taking in what happened.
That was way too awkward for my likings, I hope I never see him again soon.
Why was he so mad over it? That man clearly has never taken different opinions from other people.
I need to remind myself to never disagree with him if I don't want to get trapped like that again.
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It's been about 20 minutes, and all I could think about are those damn green eyes, not leaving my mind at all.
He was so upset over a small disagreement, is he used to people just following him around for whatever he says?
Well, he's going to have to get used to me, because I'm not following anyone around.
Especially him.
I don't need another person controlling my decisions in my life, I already have enough of those.
He smelled so good too, I think it's one of those expensive gucci perfumes. I mean, I wouldn't be surprised, he has a jeep, I'm sure he's rich.
Wait, why do I care about it so much? Why am I even thinking about him? I should stop, I'm probably just another one of the girls he's trapped behind a wall before.
I already have a feeling him and Cassy are dating now, that girl can pull off anyone.
She definitely asked him to go to the winter dance, too.
Focus, focus, focus. You don't care about any of them. Just study, and move on.
I look at the board now, squinting my eyes and murmuring a huh? When I see it full of equations I didn't even hear the teacher explain, groaning inside over the fact I probably just missed an entire lesson.
All because of those damn green eyes.
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Totally still got ur back luella.
......or not.Btw, this is a reminder to respect others opinions :)
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