He saved me

Chapter 22

Nevaeh's POV

It's a warm, sunny Wednesday. And where am I? Stuck in art, learning about surrealism. History and art in one. Yayyyy. Note the sarcasm.

I would totally be up to learn any other day, but it's like, really hot outside, and I'm cooped up in a classroom.

"Dinggggg"

Yes! No more surrealism, and a step closer to the end of school.

"Ughhh finally! That's shit was fucking boring as hell!" Asher said from beside me.

"I know, thank god it's over. I'm dying to go outside and bask in the warmth" I sigh dreamily.

Chase came over and slung his arm around my shoulder as we walk out of the classroom. "Fine?" He asked. "I'm okay" I smile at him. "Good" he replied.

We entered the cafeteria and sat down in our usual spot. In the very corner, in the back. The guys said something about, too many chicks throwing themselves at them when they sat in the middle of the room. In all honesty, I just think chase made them move because he's all 'anti-social' and 'don't talk to me unless you wanna loose a few teeth'.

"We're going to the beach today" sienna said. "Since when?" Carter snorts. "Since now. The weathers good. Why waste a perfectly good beach day?" She replies.

"Go home, get ready, pack your things, and meet at the beach at 4. Got it? Good!" She gets up, and goes buy her lunch, not sparing us any room to argue. Not that I would've anyway.

"Hey chasey!" A high pitched voice rings out.

"Here we go"

"Good luck chase"

The two boys say.

"Fuck sake!" Chase sighs out annoyed.

I look behind me to see a tall, blonde, barbie lookalike, staring at chase as if he was her next meal.

"Katie" he grits out.

"You look good today babe. Have you been working out lately?" She says while I think is an attempt to bite her lip. She looks like she's trying to hold in a fart.

Is, is that a bit of drool on her mouth?

He just rolls his eyes at her and moves closer to me,
Putting his hand on my thigh. Sweet mama. Is it getting hot in here?

Her eyes narrow at his hand on my thigh, then her gaze moves up to me and she gives me a glare. I just stare at back giving her a look that says 'you're making a show out of yourself'. Her jaw ticks in annoyance.

She looks back over to chase and continues. "There's a party at my house on the weekend if you wanna come."

"Nope" he replies.

Her gaze falters for a moment out of shock. She regains her confidence, then leans into him and whispers in his ear "Are you sure? We could have so much fun. Just me and you, no clothes, wrapped in the sheets, going at it like-"

"Piss. Off" he says angrily, giving her a mean glare. I probably would've cried if I was in her position.

She sighs and turns around walking away, but not before giving me a final glare.