Mason's P.O.V.
I've always had kid of a reputation at this school. I've banged about 12 different girls and half of them were in a relationship. The boys here are either afraid of me, worship me, or wanna slit my throat. Dispite my legacy, I've really actually been into a girl before. Thats why i was so caught off guard when a small dainty new girl caught my attention.
It was third period, gym, and me and my crew of jackasses where heading to the football field. I was okay in football but baseball was my game. She had been walking down the sidewalk, out of the girls locker room (which i have visited on several occasions) in our regular gym uniform. Most girls cut it, or slit it, which i didn't mind, but she left it the same. Her shirt so long it covered her shorts, her hair in a bun displaying her crystal blue eyes.
A smack hit my left shoulder woke me back to reality.
"Woah. Mas likes the new girl!" One yelled, a little too loudly. I punched him in the jaw, which drew blood, but he kept on screaming about me liking the chick. Soon all the boys were joining in. Then the girls. "Mason likes the new girl! Mason likes the new girl!" I spotted the girl in the midist of the choas. Her face was beat red.
"N... no I don't!" I shouted. Everyone began laughing and pointing.
"His face is so red!" A girl shouted.
"He loves her!" another squeled.
I could feel my face becoming hotter and hotter. I bolted to the locker room and slammed the door shut.
Great, just great. I couldn't believe the situation i was in. This couldn't happen, not to me. My life was perfect. How can a little glance at girl change all of that so fast!
I hear a small nock on the door.
"Um, hello?" A small voice called.
It was the girl. I knew it was.
