Melting the Biker's Heart

1. High School

Entering my senior year of high school I thought everything would be the same as it's always been. Bland and annoying. I'm walking down the open hallway of my high school, yes open. Whoever said high school would be indoors lied to you. Anyways as I'm going down the hall with my bag because we also don't have lockers, if there's a certain topic of the day that is more important than another class then that's what I prioritize on. I bring those notebooks or textbooks with me because my school simply doesn't offer lockers.
Another thing we were all lied to was about high school love. I've never been in love and guys certainly don't like me as girlfriend material. Don't get me wrong, I'm not calling myself ugly. It's just different when everyone either considers you the cute friend that is just not your type. I understand why though many guys in my hometown prefer a girl who is tall slender and simply drop dead gorgeous. I am just someone with simple features and my favorite quality is my nose because it's the most symmetrical part of my body. I am a tan, short, curvy, with straight dark brown hair and light brown eyes. Not someone you would look twice at if you walked by them at the mall.
I've been used to that fact since middle school. People always complimented my friends who are fair-skinned and my mother who is the typical blonde blue-eyed girl. All my life, people have compared me to my mother because she's simply beautiful with the water colored eyes. But what about me? I've always wondered, I have the dark hair and compassionate smile and personality but still I am never pretty enough.
Enough with the sob story moving on to the real reason why today feels different. Probably because as I left my fourth period to get my lunch. Lauren the school's mean girl who portrays herself as the nice shy girl who's really just a shitty person decided to talk to me today. We haven't really spoken since last year because she caught feelings for my best friend's ex-boyfriend.
Not that they were close but he's always just given me a bad vibe. It wasn't until I got close with my best friend until I realized why my gut feeling was on point. Jessie my best friend who I call Jess has been there for me since middle school but we only got closer our freshman year of high school.
"Hey Dani, shouldn't you be in chem with Mrs. V?" Lauren asks. As if she didn't know my schedule after having the period of chemistry together.

"No Lau, we have the same period together." I mumbled meekly.

"Why do you care babe she's just a waste of your time." Jay says sneering at me.

"No I'm not. Why can't you grow a brain and realize I wasn't speaking to you." I replyed, gaining a smidge courage.

"Hey. Back off. This is why no one speaks to a loner like you." Lauren hisses out at me plumeting my courage with a simple sentence.

"If no one speaks to a loner like her. Why are you speaking to Daniella over here?" A husky voice says.

If my humiliation didn't need to be on the spotlight but as I recognize the voice I turn back a grimace. There standing in all his glory was Ice Harper, my high school's gang leader. Leaning against a door with a stoic expression as if he hadn't defended me from a girl and her toxic boyfriend. In my mind he's still a criminal who apparently knows my name. Wait. He knows my name. I've never introduced myself as Daniella in years why would he call me it now after having the same classes for years. Wait. Oh my gosh, the 6'3 biker knows who I am and he acknowledged my existance. I can't take his stare anymore I readjust my bag and bolt for the cafeteria.

Catching up to one of my only friends at this hellhole, my embarrasment pushing me to make it in line before the cafeteria shuts down at 12:10 like everyday. I order my usual PP&J with a side of chips and string cheese it usually comes with. As I walk to my table with my friends Alex and Jesse who are totally dating because I encouraged them. Now they thrive in a healthy relationship, well as healthy as one relationship can be for a high school relationship. As I reached the halfway point to reach the table I feel a shove against my shoulder sending me flying against another table. The table no one would even want to be near but of course whoever pushed me didn't give a flying fuck.

While I wait for the impact of the edge of the table to hit the side of ribs I close my eyes and hope for a small bruise. What? I have a beach hang to attend and Jess refused to let me hide in a one piece so I went for the white ruffled bikini set. Wait. Why am I not dead or at least in some sort of pain?

"You can open your eyes Daniella." The same husky voice from the hallway utters.

"What if I don't want to? You ever think about that? What if I want the ground to swallow me whole? And it's Dani." I mumble in utter humiliation. Feeling my tan skin flaming like cherry tomatoes like its done since I can remember.

"Then I guess you're gonna stay here sweetbum." He chuckles darkly underneath me.

With that being said my light brown eyes pop open staring straight at his Ice blue eyes. Eyes that could freeze over hell with one glare. I take this chance to fully take in his fluffy brown hair with his slightly crooked nose and lips that look like they could sin. I make myself look away in fear he may have heard my idiodic thoughts. He squeezes my hips before letting me go making me gasp in pleasure. He smirks down at me helping me stand and removing my lunch off of me and back onto the tray.

"Who did this?" He asked anger evident in his tone.

I look back in the direction I came from in the direction where Jay stands there looking smug and proud of himself for ruining my lunch. Disapointedly looking at what's left of my tray I find a smashed sandwich and bursted open chips. Realizing I have nothing left to satisfy my angry stomach I decide to head over to my table. I yelp as I feel a heavy hand tug me back to where I was. A grumpy biker stands tall with his scowl set in place.

"What are you gonna do about it? Low life." Jay sneers at Ice provocatively.

Before Jay can say another he's thrown back and Ice is on top of him plumetting his fists into the dumb jock as I stand there in shock. I look back at his friends and notice them smirk at my concerned expression. I then decide to call out his name in hopes to get him off the idiot before he gets caught.

"Ice? Ice please get off him. You're gonna get caught!" I shouted at the grumpy biker. I begin to approach his angry form but I'm distracted by his best friend Ash.

"I wouldn't do that little lady. He's angry enough as it is. He don't need you touching him to make it worse." His gruff voice startles me but I don't stop continuing my stride towards Ice.