He saved my life... Well kind of ?

He saved my life, Well kind of? 41

Another long one for you all, 13 pages on Word :D

SOOOO PROUD OF MYSELF :):)

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“Hey.” I heard Zane say,  through the music pounding in my ears through the ear phones, I caught a glimpse of him as he sauntered over to his locker, which was four away from mine. The people whose lockers separated Zane and mine weren’t there so there was a clear path between Zane and I.

I grabbed my first two classes textbooks and binders and stuffed them into my Jansport back pack. While putting back my Science text book in, one of my notebooks fell from the shelf and hit the ground with a soft sound, my hands were full, my left carrying the back pack and my right hand carrying another textbook.

“Here,” Zane grinned and shoved the yellow notebook on the shelf in my locker. Look at Zane, trying to be all cute and friendly, as if we were friends. Well, he doesn’t know I know, about his mission that was given to him by the stupid bitch by the name of, Lisa. Which was to lead me on, thinking he actually liked me and thought I was awesome and then right when I’m least expecting he would go and rip my little heart out of me. Not literally, if you were thinking…

Music was still blasting in my ears, I’m guessing Zane heard the music, so he pull the right ear bud out of my ear. “Hi,” He spoke his eyes on me, my back was to him, still putting my books away. ‘Don’t fall for his tricks, Trinity. This nothing but money to him.’ I thought.

“Trin?” He asked a couple of times, hoping for a response but no luck on his part.

“Hello?” Zane asked irritation filling his tone.

“What don’t you get?” I snapped finally turning around, looking at him but definitely not his face, I’d be drawn into him and be whisked away by his cuteness. Cuteness?! I actually meant evilness.

Zane’s face composure changed from normal, to confusion? He arched an eyebrow and looked at me with his questioning brown eyes, cute brown eyes. I shut my eyes closed and tried to stop myself from having such thoughts. I think I was in too deep. Lisa got what she wanted, somewhat… I mean I am starting to develop some kind of feelings for him, after that dumb kiss. And now, I feel like an idiot for still putting up with him. I won’t let Lisa, get her way. No matter how many times it takes to convince myself Zane is just some shallow, no hearted guy, I will do it.

“What am I supposed to get?” He questioned, confused and all.

“I am trying to give you the silent treatment and cold shoulder, are they the same thing? If so, yeah, I’m giving you the silent shoulder okay?” I explained then shut my locker up.

“Why though?” He asked. Oh here we go, pretending like he cares, how sweet… NOT. Zane’s just in it for the money, I guess the McDonalds pay isn’t enough for him, greedy bastard.

“You know why, you just don’t remember I guess, oh and by the way, don’t even think of helping me with the prank tomorrow, I know you won‘t go along with it anyway,” I scoffed at him and grabbed my Jansport back pack from the tiled school floors and made my way to class leaving him alone, in the deserted hallway.

There was at least ten minutes before the bell would ring and class would begin. ‘This is so unlike me,’ I though, while grabbed the railing on the side of the stair case and made my way to the ground floor of the school. A couple of turns here and there, I was finally at class, luckily for me, Manwhore and his companions didn’t take up the hall way close to my homeroom. I entered the room and sat down in my assigned seat, looking up seeing Mr. Asher sipping away at a coffee from Tim Hortons, and a Boston Crème donut placed on his desk, he flipped another page of the Toronto Star newspaper before he noticed I was present in the class, shock had taken over his emotion.