Her and the Basketball Champion

chapter 34

I was restless for the rest of the day. I couldn't stop my leg from shaking in anticipation for my tutoring with Jonas. All I could do was keep lancing over at the clock on the wall on top of the whiteboard where Mrs James was explaining something about one of the books we were reading for class. 

My thoughts were running wild with thoughts of him as I sit at the back of the class. Time was moving annoyingly slow and when I saw a figure standing outside the classroom, two minutes before the end of the day, I sighed in relief.

I quickly packed up my things and said a short goodbye to my teacher as I made my way out of the door. 

Jonas was leaning against the wall opposite the classroom as I walked out, his legs crossed at the ankles and his arms folded over his chest. He was staring at me as I walked out and I kept my eyes locked on his, feeling nervousness erupt in my stomach as I held the eye contact.

I gave him a small smile and he smirked back at me, slowly standing up straight and turning to walk beside me as we turned into the hallway leading outside the block. 

"You ready, princess?" He says, and I roll my eyes the nickname. I can't believe he still calls me that. 

He laughs at my expression and knowingly looks back at me. "Oh, you know you love it when I call you that." He says with cockiness lacing his tone. 

"What makes you think that?" I reply, trying not to let my voice display the fact that yes, I do love it when he calls me that. 

I think it's because he said that I'm the only person he has a nickname for. Makes me feel...special in a way I think. 

His eyes stay on mine as he replies. "Your cheeks go all red and you look away." He says matter of factly. I feel my cheeks burning up at his words, proving to him that what he says is true. But I can't let him know that. He can just think it's true for now. "See, it's happening right now." I can just tell he's getting satisfaction from this right now. 

"Well, I don't love it. In fact I think it's a stupid nickname." I reply, getting annoyed when I see his smug grin.

"Oh, fuck off." I swear and quicken my pace, trying to get as far away from his as possible so he doesn't make me feel these stupid tingly feelings. 

Why the hell did I get myself into this?

Jonas

I watch her flustered face as I walk beside her, out of school and towards the Cafe. 

I love that I make her like this. 

Honestly, the reason I chose Eliza to be my tutor was because I couldn't stand her avoiding me. This is just a lame excuse to see her, and when she reluctantly agreed, I felt like bricks had been lifted from my shoulders. I could kill two birds with one stone. Upping my grades, and getting to see her.

I just hope this works, because I can't afford to lose basketball. 

I see her involuntarily wrap her arms around her body, trying to keep the cold at bay as we walk, and the top of her nose starts to turn red. Winter is coming around really quickly and the roads have started to get icy.

I want to wrap my arms around her so I can at least share some of my body heat with her, but I keep walking, ignoring those thoughts, because it's pointless even thinking of them. 

When we step into the Cafe, I can see Eliza visibly relax and let out a breath which comes out as fog. It's much warmer in here with the radiators on. There's not many people here at the moment but I know it will start to get busier shortly.