scoring you

Chapter 3

Alyssa

Of course the desk he is sitting at has the only free seat. Just my luck.

My legs felt shaky as I walk into the classroom, no one is looking at me- no one actually cares anyway- but still. I thought I left behind my anxiety when I left for college but I don't think it can ever leave you, I really did think this would be my fresh start. I guess it was for a while- two weeks.

I place my books onto the desk and slip into the seat- I see Aiden staring at me, that dick probably remembers me as the girl who practically fell on top of him. I ignore him as I pull out my new book 'Love and other words' I'm only thirty pages in but I'm practically addicted.

Aiden's eyes haven't wavered from me since I got here, "Will you stop looking at me pervert?" My words come out shaky and imprecise, like everything I'm doing today.

"I'm not." He says rather unconvincingly.

"Tell that to yourself."

"Just wondering how your head is." He says and I almost recoil with surprise.

"I'm sorry?" I could practically laugh at the idea of Aiden caring for anyone's wellbeing, especially mine. Maybe he's changed his morals since middle school.

"Wow, you must of really gotten a concussion."

I roll my eyes, "I didn't."

The professor walks into the room and begins her lesson, I start picking at my nails- a habit though unsurprisingly not one of my worst ones. I open up my computer and begin writing the essay our professor said is due by tomorrow.

I don't know why I say it but I do, "I remember how I know you Aiden Peters." The words are out of my mouth before my brain comprehends.

"Oh yeah?"

"Your a hockey player." I say, "As well as a well known dick."

He doesn't respond.

"Not very surprising." I whisper under my breath.

"And why is that?"

"You hockey players have a type." They are all cocky, arrogant bastards.

"Maybe the ones you've met."

That sentence is laughable, if Aiden wasn't right beside me I'd be cackling on the ground right now- instead I just smile.

A tall, pretty girl with long black hair appears behind him and taps his shoulder.

"Hey, your Aiden, right?" The girl asks, though obviously she already knows who he is. "I'm sorry if this is a really creepy question or whatever but are you busy after class today?"

He stares at her for a moment, like she just asked the stupidest question in the world, that stare would be enough to make me shrink.

"I'm busy, sorry."

"Oh okay. How about tomorrow?" She sounds so hopeful like she really likes him.

"Look- I'm sorry but I'm not really interested in you." He says and girl turns away and walks back to her group of friends surrounding her desk. I see her slowly shake her head as one of her friends hug her.

He most defiantly has not changed his morals since middle school.

I look up to see class has finished, "Not a dick, huh?" I stand up gathering my books in my bag and walking out of the classroom. I cover my arms around my waist it provides a sense of comfort. It makes me feel less exposed, like I'm in control and control is hard to come by.