I'm a lost cause

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Maya walks past us, my eyes follow her body the whole time. I clench my hands on my side as I watch her hips sway and her ponytail bounce on her head. God, I'm a lost cause.

"Hey!" Nate calls out. "You're Maya, right?"

I snap my head back at him and shoot the most deadly look I can find. I curse him internally and make a mental note to do it outwardly later.

"Uh, yeah." Maya replies, and it takes everything in me not to hit my head on the wall behind me at the sound of her voice. "Do you need anything?" She asks, making sure that she does not look at me for a second.

God, what I would do to have her look at me with those dark honey eyes, so deep and intoxicating.

"Actually, yes. My friends and I..." Nate says gesturing at Ray and me. "We were trying to settle a debate." Maya looks at Ray before looking at me, I smile like I wasn't staring at her ass two seconds ago. Unfortunately, she doesn't smile back.

"This isn't really worth my time, is it?" Maya asks, though I'm sure it's not a question.

"Woah, sorry if we're bothering you, princess." Nate says in a teasing tone. I feel like my right eye is twitching at his words, I'll make him wear his dick as a necktie if he continues to go on this path.

Maya doesn't reply, she just rolls her eyes and walks away. That's my girl, don't waste any of your energy on Nate.

"See? That's how easy it is to start a conversation with someone, you should try it next time." Nate says in a playful tone. A tone that makes me wanna smash his head into the wall.

"Don't distract her." I tell Nate. "She is very late and it's probably freaking her out. Besides, she hasn't picked a book from her locker yet, I'm pretty sure she is gonna start ripping off her skin if she doesn't hold a book right this second."

"Nico, I love you buddy, but it's so creepy that you know her whole schedule." Ray says in the same playful tone that Nate used earlier.

I shake my head at their comments and focus my attention back on the girl that takes my breath away with every move she does. It's like there's an invisible string that keeps my eyes glued to her ass.

Maya stops in front of her locker and opens it, she stares at the inside for a few seconds, biting her lower lip as she makes her most important choice of the day. I wonder which book she is gonna pick.

After some thought she finally grabs "Haunting Adeline", it seems to be her favorite. I might have to read it to see why she likes it so much. I could just ask her, of course, but she refuses to mantain a conversation with me.

The bell rings and everyone starts heading to class, me included. I already checked the name list so I am not surprised when I see that Maya and I are in the same class. After all, she's the reason why I chose to study English literature.

I take a seat on the back and watch as she chooses the table that is right in front of the teacher, I'll never understand why she enjoys this class so much. Literature is the bane of my existence.

The whole day goes by without any kind of drama, I spend all my time staring at Maya's back, and she spends all of hers listening to the teacher babbling about her favorite authors.

Once the school day ends, I go to the parking lot to meet Ray and Nate, they should be there already. But, to my surprise, the first thing I see is Maya and a man I've never seen before.

My eyebrows furrow in confusion as I watch her from across the yard, and I feel a pang of something in my stomach when I watch him grip her bicep tight.

Who the fuck is that?

I start walking over, my hands clenching by my sides. My eyes are fixed onto Maya's form, even as I get closer, and it's easier to make out the rest of the scene.

The man is gripping way too hard; his stance and his face look intimidating, and I can see that Maya is trying to pull away from him, but his grip tightens.

Who the hell does he think he is?

~ Hey besties, it's me again. I hope you enjoyed this second chapter. Please bare with me, the story will get spicier, I promise. See you soon <3

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