A Boxers Love

Chapter 4

Room 026. Room 026.

Found it!

It was towards the end of the hallway a few classes before the bathrooms.

Standing outside the doors, I took a deep breath, I really didn't wanna introduce myself. The eyes of a lot of judgmental teenagers are not exactly desirable.

Mustering up a bit of confidence, I opened the door. As soon as I walked in everyone looked up, and there goes my confidence.

'You can do it Violet' I told myself.

"Oh, you must be the new student" the professor announced "I've been expecting you, come on in".

Well, he sounded nice. He wore a blue wool knit sweater and was also old. Around mid-50's was my guess. He was balding and had universal white hair. He wore glasses that looked ancient.

But hey, let's not judge.

He basically looked like a typical English teacher.

"Go ahead, introduce yourself" he encouraged.

Shit.

"Well... hello everyone, I'm Violet, I hope we get along well" I stumbled out with a nervous laugh.

... and I trampled any hopes of seeming cool.

"Ok Violet, you can call me Mr. walker. Welcome to Eastwood High. Take a seat next to... Lorenzo! Lorenzo... do bother raising your hand" Mr. Walker said.

"Nope" a deep voice spoke from the back of the class. I could hear a few snickers around the voice and around the classroom.

"Ooh! Sassy!" another voice came from around the first one. Soon followed a smacking sound which further encouraged the laughter.

This was just making it worse for me. I shifted on my feet.

'See, even a stranger doesn't want you' they whispered.

Oof.

I started running short of my breath. I made sure it didn't show though, being a freak that hyperventilated was the last thing I wanted.

"Here new kid" the same voice spoke again. He sounded a bit more excited and happier to have me.

I followed his voice to the back and finally found the empty seat. I sat down with a huff and threw my backpack on the ground.

"Alright since everybody is settled, let's get started with portions" Mr. Walker continued on with the class.

Nobody bothered talking to me through the rest of the class so even I decided to pay attention. However, I did feel the gaze of the guy beside me burning my face.

People stood up as soon as the bell rang but "The bell doesn't dismiss you-" Mr. Walker started.

"Yes, it does" some voice in the corner yelled. "YES, IT DOES" the rest of the class repeated and walked out snickering at an angry Mr. Walker.

Okay then.

I chuckled and walked out. Following the rest of them down to the lockers. There was a 10-minute break between each period and a 1-hour lunch break. That is a lot of break time.

I started looking for my locker 668 and surprisingly found it in just a few minutes considering the perfect labeling system all around.

The locker was unsurprisingly clean and opened up without squeaking.

Wait.

'It opened up without squeaking?' i thought to myself as I opened and closed it several times. my eyebrows shot up in surprise when I didn't hear anything. 

I decided on 0604 as the password.

Why?

Cause it was my birthday. 

Obviously.

Just by the time I was done stashing away my books and bag, "Oh! Hey new girl!" I heard the voice from the class next to me. I closed my locker and turned around expecting them to bully me.

The guy who just spoke to me was leaning on the lockers looking down at me. He was tall. God damn. He looked chill and approachable. He was also jacked if you ask me. His shirt fit his body perfectly. He had sandy blonde hair and stormy grey eyes.

I don't think he is gonna bully me. But looks can be deceiving.

"Remember us?" he continued with a playful smile.

Us?

I looked beside him and saw him.

Lorenzo.

AND HOLY SHIT DID HE LOOK GOOD.

How had I not noticed him before? 

He was by no means unnoticeable. He probably caught the attention of every person he walked by.

If the first dude was tall and jacked. This man was a muscular giant. He stood probably around 6'4, putting a good foot's gap between us, and had black hair paired with perfect marble green eyes. He wore a plain cotton black shirt that did his body no justice. I could see his abs through the shirt as it hugged his torso snugly as well as his biceps which were probably as big as my legs. Veins ran along his forearm and over his biceps, they stood out making his look model worthy.

WHY VEINS! 

MY MORTAL WEAKNESS.

I could continue drooling about him for an hour.

'God, you sound like a pervert' I thought.

I saw that his gaze was on me as well. His eyes never left my face and I minded it. It made me nervous. I felt like he was studying me. His eyes darting around my face as the end of his lip curved up slightly.

"How can I forget?" I replied looking back at the first dude as I cleared my throat.

"Ah yes! I'm Leo and this is Lorenzo. Don't mind him if he's rude, he seems to be on his periods" Leo joked nudging Lorenzo. It made me let out a laugh.

He seems funny.

Lorenzo didn't think the same, so he shoved Leo into the lockers. Damn.

Shove me like tha- shut up.

Leo groaned in pain and he clutched his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" I asked, genuinely worried, reaching out towards his shoulder. Lorenzo's hand shot out and grabbed mine before I touched Leo.

"He's fine" he stated as he pushed my hand back to my side before pulling his hand away from mine like I burned him.

I saw Leo shoot Lorenzo a smirk before he covered it up and slung his arm around my shoulder. "At least she cares about me!" he said his other hand on his chest as if he was genuinely hurt "Unlike you!", I laughed at his antics. Looking up at Lorenzo only to see him glaring at Leo which Leo completely ignored.

"And luckily your locker is right next to ours" Leo spoke excitedly turning to me "We can get to know you better!"

"Which one is yours?" I asked looking at him.

"0.6.9 the perfect number" he mused clicking his tongue as I chuckled at his childishness "Cause you know, 69 means- oof" he tried explaining when he received a smack from Lorenzo to his head. That must have hurt considering what hit him.

"Anyway" he rolled his eyes at Lorenzo "This dude's locker is 070".

The bell rang before Leo would end up as pulp for mocking Lorenzo too much. The hallways started quickly emptying.

"Shit! We'll meet with you at lunch! See you chipmunk!" Leo managed before getting dragged off by Lorenzo.

Even if I had just met them, it seemed like I knew them for years.