Their Angel

2-ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇꜱ

Liliane's POV

"Wow"

I could hear gasps and murmurs around me as I stand still in front of the guy. his striking blue eyes running along my face making my face heat up in a red blush. He is so pretty!

"Is she trying to get killed,"

"Is the new girl dumb or what,"

"What a desperate slut,"

The last comment made me shrink back, my gaze turning towards the floor, I didn't realize how this would look.

The new girl just staring at one of the boys in the middle of the hallway. How stupid can I be? The tears that were forgotten suddenly resurfaced pushing to fall.

Without thinking once again I run towards the bathrooms, the girl's bathroom near the entry is the only one I know.

The second I am in the stall I let myself sob, the silent sob breaking through my throat as the door once again pushes open. I clamp my hand over my mouth trying to make myself as quiet as possible

"Can you believe the new girl, the fucking balls she has," I could hear them shuffling around as they talk. I slightly hold my breath, Oh gosh this will be awkward if they find me. 

"I know right, she seems like a nice person though, maybe it was just a mistake," I slightly smile.

"Yeah I guess but you know how Emma is, if anyone tries to talk to the untouchables we can't talk to them," my smile instantly disappears, why would there be such a ridiculous rule.

"Hm true and I really don't need to get my life ruined on my last year here, I mean right before I leave for my vacation imagine the shit she could spread, " and with that, they were gone. I could hear the bell for tutorial chime as I leave the stall. My eyes looked slightly red and puffy but I couldn't really do much.

The walk to tutorial was quiet as the hallway was now empty, the door looked daunting, to say the least, the fear of being judged hitting me full bawl. I could do this.

The room was silent as I opened the door, everyone looked at me, some were judgy but others were simply looking at me with some weird emotion.

I never got what the look that boys give girls, I have heard it means some inappropriate though, so I don't really want it. The teacher ushers me to sit down as he starts the lesson.

"Ok kids welcome to your tutorial, as you can see we have a new kid-" the teacher stops as the door opens once more. "Ah, Mr. Moretti so glad you could join us," I could hear gasps as some girls lean forward.

I couldn't help myself as I leaned forward trying to catch more of his figure. His quite buff figure and blunt stance made me shiver in fear. if I had to fight him I think I would pass out!

The guy grunts before making eye contact with me, I quietly gasp and look away. That was so embarrassing! I can't believe I just got caught staring, why. He probably thinks I am weird now. Great, my first day is just great.

I hear as the mystery guy walks towards me, taking the empty seat next to me. The class watches as he settles down next to me. I could feel a glare on the side of my head. When I turn towards it, it's the girl from this morning!

I slightly giggle as her face scrunched up into a funny glare. She kinda looks like a clown that works for kids' birthdays. The thought only makes a smile spread on my face as I giggle in my head even more.

I slightly feel a hand brush on my thigh making my face heat up as I look back at the mystery man next to me. I swallow thickly as he smirks at my blush. Why are so many guys here so pretty.

"I-I am Liliane," I stick my hand out. My brother always said to shake someone's hand when you meet them as it's polite. The mystery man takes my hands kissing my knuckles delicately. Once again I can feel my face heat up as I look down at my lap.

"Grayson," His voice was dark and alluring

"Hm, I am s-sorry what was t-that," I look up at him to see his lips tipped into a small smirk.

"My name is Grayson little one," I look up at him confused, little one? I am not that little am i. I look down at myself, well next to him I look tiny but I really think, I am not that small.

"Why are you pouting baby," His thumb comes to trace my cheek. I didn't realize I was pouting before he pointed it out.

"I am not that small am I?"

"Oh, baby, you are next to me, it's nothing wrong little one," I only nodded my head as I looked back to the front only to find out that nearly the whole class was looking at us. I slightly whimper at the harsh glares I am getting sent from the girl this morning.

"I would suggest you look away before you can't look over here again," the slight growl made them all look away instantly catching the attention of the teacher.

I could hear the teacher slightly yell at the class but I couldn't look away from Grayson, his jawline looked sharp to the touch. I giggle slightly catching the attention of Grayson.

"What are you giggling at baby," his jawline flexes making me giggle more.

"Nothing, your jawline l-looks like it could cut someone," I slightly giggle lifting my hand up to trace his jawline. The slightly rough skin flexed, even more, a growl rumbles from his trace as I let myself trace his jawline giggling to myself.

A hand slams on my desk, bringing me out of my stance, my hand falls back to my lap as I look at the person standing in front of my desk. It's the girl from this morning.

"Why are your slutty little hands on my boyfriend," I slightly gasp at the news. He has a girlfriend! oh my gosh, no I can't be one of those... those homewreckers. I quickly look down my face blushing from embarrassment.

I look over at Grayson only to see him looking at the girl blankly. I feel disgusting I can't believe I just touched a girl's boyfriend. It probably looks like I was flirting, oh jeepers I can't believe this.

The girl's hand lands on Grayson's shoulder-rubbing up and down his arm. Her glare is still heavy on me as she finally looks at Grayson. Her bottom lip is just out in a mock pout.

"Baby, why are you sitting next to this thing," she almost spits out the word thing making me shrink back into my seat. I really just wish I could disappear.

I can see out the corner of my eye as Grayson takes my hand in his. I try and fight his grip but he only grips harder, not hard enough to hurt but just enough to make me stop.

"Emily move your hand," A mocking smile graces his face as he roughly pushes her hand off his arm. "Please do refrain from touching me, I don't like to be touched," that the bell rings snapping me out of the conversation.

I can feel the glare the girl was sending me as Grayson pulls me out the door, but right before she is out of my line of sight I can hear her shout frustratingly.

"My name is Emma!"

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OOOOOOOH drama who, I feel like my writing hasn't gotten better lmao