Ch. 3 Who Is This Girl?

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That was the first time I ever saw Alessandra Russo smile. She had a resting bitch face most of the time, but when she smiled she looked like an angel, she was angelic looking, I couldn't help but find myself staring at her in total awe, as well her laugh was heavenly like an angel singing.

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I was with Luke Bedard till 8:00 pm. He was a pretty funny guy, kind and willing to help me, which I loved, I realized the time, and quickly knew I had to go.

"Sorry, I have to go, we got a game tomorrow." I said, Luke understood, I left his room but not before giving him a quick kiss on Luke's cheek. When I was halfway to my room I quickly stopped when I heard something.

"There's a girl on Team Canada!" Laughed a boy with a German accent. What? I asked myself, I looked around the corner, I saw two boys with ginger hair laughing, of course they were ginger.

"Need help princess?" I jumped when I heard Jase Anderson, damn we need to get this blonde boy a bell.

"Holy shit Jase, you scared me!" I whispered to him, I playfully hit him, he looked like he was about to say something, I quickly slapped my hand to his mouth, I peaked around the corner the boys were looking around curiously.

"Need help?" He whispered through my hand still on his mouth, he always came at the worst times.

"Leave me alone Jase." I coldly told him, Jase shook his head, my hand falling away from his mouth, I knew he was about to do something stupid.

"Sending a girl to do a man's job." One of the boys said, the boys both shook their head. Then Jase walked out from behind the corner, I tried to grab him and pull him back, but it was too late, he was just too far out of my reach.

"You two boys have a fucking problem with Alessandra Russo, you come to me." Jase sternly told them, Jase crossed his arms to make him look bigger. The two ginger boys were small and scrawny, they were a little afraid, unsure of what to do in this situation.

"They shouldn't send a girl to do a man's job." The other boy spoke, that boy just signed his life away with that, Jase turned to him.

"Is that so?" Jase asked the ginger small boy, the small ginger boy nodded his head. Before the boys could do anything, Jase had already punched him in the face, right hook, nasty move, the ginger kid fell to the ground, his nose bleeding.

"Jase what the actually fuck!" I shouted, Jase turned back to me, and looked at me like I had just kicked his dog.

"No one should speak of a girl like that especially if that girl is you." He calmly replied, of course I hated it when boys talked bad about me, but I didn't want him to punch the guy in the face. I was used to dudes talking about me like that, it was just so normal to me.

"I don't care about boys think of me, I don't care about the cruel things they say about me." I told him, I didn't need him to be protecting me from everything, I could do it myself, if I really needed to.

"No girl should be treated like that." He pointed his finger at me, it was late, the lights in the hallway were poorly lit, I could hardly see Jase's face, yet he still looked like a Greek god, which infuriated me even more.

"You don't need to protect me from every little thing." That was the last thing I said to him before I left, I ran to my room. I locked the door when I finally reached it just in case of anything, I leaned my back onto the door, I slowly slid down the door to the floor, I laid there for a few minutes.

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