Rue's POV:
YOU'D THINK I love school with the amount of knowledge I want to acquire. Wrong. I hate it here.
I love the classes of course, I just hate the people.
It's lunch time and obviously, the cafeteria is filled with noisy, useless teenagers who are blinded by their hormones.
To make my day shine brighter, Derek Smith just cut the queue to get his food. He is standing right behind me.
Of course he thinks he deserves everything in this world including that position. I wonder why he hasn't cut in front of me yet.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up behind me to see Derek's tall frame towering over mine as he grinned at me.
"You're Aarushi Carson aren't you?" He asked while extending his hand in a handshake.
Damn captain obvious.
It's not like I was valedictorian the past 3 years. It's not like my face is plastered on all pin boards for Olympiads. It's not like I've been in the same school as him since we were 13.
"It's written on your bag" He muttered too close to my ear.
Ah yes that too.
"Do you always carry is around?" He asked as annoyance filled me.
"That's nothing you have to worry about"
I nodded and faked a smile before turning back. I wanted to enjoy my peace but it was soon interrupted by plastic giggles.
"Hey babe" Layla, Derek's girlfriend of this half of the week said as she threw her hands around him.
Derek bent his neck and kissed Layla making me want a vomit bucket. I should have never looked.
"Hey Lisa" He said wiping his lips right after.
"It's Layla" She said puckering her lips in a pout.
I looked away and began massaging my thumb that was sore. Layla saw me and whispered something in Derek's ear.
I turned around again.
It was great until my hand was grabbed by none other than Derek Smith.
"Leave my hand-"
"Oh hey I know this great trick to heal sore thumbs!" He excitedly pulled my thumb with aggression and it hurt like a bitch.
Let me rephrase that, it hurt LIKE A BITCH.
I retrieved my hand and was about to swear at him but to his luck, the pain subsided. "How bout you ask for permission next time?" I rubbed my thumb.
He raised his hands in defense and I looked away. I grabbed my food and stepped away but then Derek caught ahold of my arm.
"What do you want?" I hissed. He remained expressionless but then he smirked.
"Be my girlfriend." He stated normally.
I rolled my eyes.
Does he really think I'll agree?
"No." I walked away.
"I fixed your thumb you owe me." He said leaning in closer.
"In that case" I said as I rummaged through my sweatpants pocket pulling a 1 dollar bill. I took his hand and shoved the money in it. "Next time ask for permission, okay?" I smiled as I walked away.
To my utter disbelief he caught my arm yet again and bent down on one knee. I flushed in embarrassment as everyone looked at us.
"What. Are. You. Doing." I said clenching my teeth.
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Detest Or Desire
Romance"It's a tempting offer I must say" I said as I looked down. "But I must decline" "What? Why?" I shook my hands. "I don't want to whore around for a letter of recommendation." "What do you mean?" He asked with hesitation. "My pride is bigger than th...
