Groaning, your eyes fluttered open but were shielded shortly after due to the golden rays spilling through the windows. Monday morning. The absolute worse time of the day. Meaning the start of a new school week. You hated school. You hated it so much. It wasn't because of the work. Nope. You were actually a student with average grades. B's with a sprinkle of A's. It wasn't because of any shitty teachers. Most of them were quite laidback. Yeah there were some that you disliked but it wasn't the number one reason. It was because of him.
Billy Hargrove.
You hated him. All of those girls that would oogle at him. He would do it straight back. Billy was hot and he knew it. He practically showed that fact off 24/7. For some reason you couldn't tell the exact reason why you held such a burning hatred for this. It wasn't because of the fact that he could get with any of these girls in an instant. Definitely not that. Perhaps it would be something even worse. To you at least.
You sat in the wayy back of the class staring down at your textbook. Not reading any words. Just letting your mind wander. Was Billy residing in your mind at the moment? Perhaps, and you hated it. You wanted him to leave, to seal himself away from the place you call your imagination. Just why the hell was he the only person you ever think about anymore?
This didn't happen in an instant at first. You actually thought nothing of him. Yeah, you were pretty curious when you saw him pull up in his Chevrolet Camaro with his little sister. The things that you feel now began to settle in the more you interacted with him. His stupid smile, the way he would purposefully leave his shirts slightly unbuttoned so you could see his chest. You absolutely hated this.
Your gym period rolled around and today you were playing basketball against a team. The opposing team just so happened to have Billy in it which was totally what you needed! The whistle was blown and you immediately got to passing the ball to one of your team mates. As you were running off to the side of the court in case the ball was passed to you, Billy stood right in front of you. It was as if he specifically chose you to stand in front of out of all people. You gave him a look that clearly showed annoyance before his lips curved into a dumb smirk. In a flash you dashed right around him and were instantly passed the ball.
"Try to keep up, L/n." Confused, you were dribbling the ball as you realized Billy was standing directly behind you. As quick as you could you turned around and hopped up in the air to throw the ball in hopes of shooting a hoop. Right after you did, though, you were met with a shove in the torso, sending you to the ground. The hardness of it caused a wave of pain through your body. It was enough for you to stay on the ground for a bit before Billy stood right over your aching body.
"Sorry there.." He held a hand out for you to grab. Once you did, he pulled you up just so that both of your faces were mere inches away from each other. You swore you could feel his breath on your lips. Why did your face feel so hot all of a sudden?
"Didn't mean to push ya that hard." With that he let go, sending you to the ground once again. Dickhead.
When the period was nearly over, you were in the showers since that whole activity made you sweat a whole bunch. As you were washing your hair you could feel the presence of someone else since they turned the other shower on. When you opened your eyes you could see Billy washing himself as well. Once again you felt your face heat up. It would get even hotter when your eyes fall until your were staring right at his abs.
"Watcha lookin' at?" Shit. You blinked your eyes in slight surprise.
"Nothing?" You raised a brow at him as you continued to wash yourself. When you finished you changed back into your regular clothes and gathered your things before you left to lunch. There was nothing new. Just eating, reading, and thinking about stupid Billy. The next period was nothing new either, but your last one would be the one that would be the most interesting out of today. Maybe even one of your highlights.
