"Bree Tanner!" I heard my name being shouted out in the hallways. "Bree!" I realized that the voice belonged to Daniel Connors, the weirdest kid that I've seen. I decided to stop walking away and face his sexy compliments he always had for me. He eventually caught up at my side. "Hey, beautiful," he said.
"What, Daniel?" I asked inconsiderately. Seriously, his comments were getting annoying, but they were always sweet, and reminded me of Bella, my BFF who has a huge crush on Daniel. "Hi," Daniel said, passing me but putting his arm around me and letting it slip off as he walked away. And... ladies and gentlemen, that is Daniel Connors, the kinda cute kid who likes me more than anything in the world. He told me that once, too. Then, I said, "Get lost, Connors," and, to show that he'd do ANYTHING FOR ME, he did so.
I walked to my science class with Bella joining my side. "What'd Daniel have to say to you today?" She asked me, refusing the urge to show suspisiousness in her voice, even though I kinda heard it. "Daniel the perv told me I was beautiful," I replied, sighing. "and he lingered his hand on my back."
"Lucky butt." Bella cried. Bella isn't aloud to date, but she still doesn't care. "It'd be weird if he touched MY butt." I said to her. Bella groaned loudly and we walked in the door. "Even luckier." We went our separate ways for science and when I went to my seat, I almost screamed. Daniel was in the seat next to mine. "Oh," he said, trying to look surprised. "Hey, Bree."
"Daniel," I said, not putting up an arguement but throwing my bag on the ground forcefully. "When were you in this freaking class?!" I asked him.
"I switched. I retook the SAT test and got in the smart class. Jealous much?" Daniel was pushing his luck and began asking ME questions, which, I wasn't good at to begin with. "Daniel?" I asked him as he nodded his head once in approval. "What makes you think I'd be jealous of you, WHEN YOUR IN THE SAME CLASS I AM?!" I asked him, showing my furiousness with him.
"Well," Daniel leaned in closer to me, and I could smell his breath. "I know you like me Bree. And, don't worry, I'll have you one day." And after 30 minutes of torture sitting next to him, class was finally over. THANK GOD.
