The bet

2- Bloddy noses

Hunter's POV

I stood there, with an amused smirk playing on my lips, staring at the brunette in front of me.

She was staring at me with horror and it looked like her green eyes were about to pop out of her skull. Also it looked like she was going to puke, so I took a step back.

I recognized the girl in front of me but I couldn't put my finger on from where.

I kept staring into her green eyes and then it clicked.

"Why are you always staring at me?" I asked playfully with a bit of curiosity and seriousness.

Her eyes grew even wider and I was almost positive she was going to faint. And then something in her changed and she straightened her back, looking at me like it was obvious, confidence was shining through her.

I actually thought she was going to give me an reasonable answer or just walk away from me, but then she started speaking and we'll yeah...

"I erm, you see. Hehe, it's kind of funny actually" she started saying her voice was shaking a bit. "Okay, keep going" 

"Ummm, you see, it's just that I, I ummm..." She said while leaning back and forth on her heels a little while nervously folding with her hair, she brought it to her mouth and even started chewing at it.

I looked at her with confusion.

"OH MY, LOOK AT THAT" she suddenly shouted while pointing towards something behind me.

Slowly I turned around only to find nothing there and that's when I understood.

"Fuck". I turned back around only to see her sprinting away from me down the schools hallway as if her life depended on it.

I shook my head at her before turning the other way, not bothering to go after her.

She had a nice ass tho, I'm a guy okay you can't blame me

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The bell finally rang, for the last time today. Everyone started gathering their things and leaving the classroom in a hurry.

It was like seeing a swarm of fish, swimming around in a crowded area. People were getting pushed around and some even fell.

I chuckled and gathered my own things and waited a little before leaving the classroom when the swarm of people was gone.

As I walked down the hallway towards my locker I could feel eyes burning into my back. Ever since the Jace Swift incident everyone had been afraid of me, I didn't regret it. The guy deserved it.

After I had put my things inside my locker I walked over to the schools entrance and left.

I walked over to my motorcycle that was standing in the parking lot surrounded by people. I let out a loud groan and walked over to it, showing people away.

"Can you all please back the fuck away from MY motorcycle" I half shout, half talked to them.

That's MY MOTORCYCLE

Everyone's eyes widened when they saw me and quickly backed away, some stayed and some ran away, reminding me of the mystery girl I had bumped into before. It made me chuckle a bit to myself as I thought of her.

When I finally made it to my motorcycle I looked at it, horror spreading through me and then anger.

Someone had made long scratches on it, sprayed pink spray paint on it and even glued small flowers on it. I felt the horror leaving my body only to quickly get replaced by anger. I clenched my fist, taking and deep breathe and closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. Unfortunately it didn't work.