Her:
The first day of class is always nerve racking, it doesn't matter if I'm in kindergarten, high school or college. It never gets easier.
And the worst part is that my emotional support human isn't even in my class this year. Damn it, why couldn't Mika study literature too? I already know that my social life is going to be non existent this year.
And to top it off, Nico fucking Ramos is in my class. Him and his stupid bike drive me crazy, I feel like he drives around my apartment just to piss me off. And that he does.
I thought the day couldn't get any worse but, once again, the universe decides to prove me wrong and make my life miserable. God, what did I do in my past life to deserve this?
As soon as class ends I run outside, hoping to go unnoticed by him. As luck would have it, though, my ex is standing on the entrance, waiting for me.
"I don't want to talk to you, Dylan. Please leave me alone." I tell him, as if my words are enough to make him go away.
"If you talk to me, I will leave you alone."
"Fine." I know he's lying, but I really don't wanna cause a scene right in front of the school.
Dylan grabs my arm and drags me to the school yard, I try to wiggle out of his touch but it's useless. He is angry, and I know why.
"Dylan, shit, let me go." I demand.
"I don't think I will." He replies in a stern voice that makes my nervous system send an alarm to my brain.
I start to fight back with more energy, desperate to get out of this situation. Unfortunately, that only makes his grip on my arm tighten to the point where it's bruising.
"You're going to learn what happens when..."
"Oi, dickhead." A cold voice cuts off what my ex was saying. "Let her go before I break your nose."
I turn to where the voice is coming from and I see Nico taking some really long strides to get to me. His jaw is clenched and his nose is wrinkled in disgust. His hands are balled into tight fists and his green eyes have darkened into a dangerous glare.
Dylan jumps a bit at his sudden interruption. "And who the hell are you?" He asks. "Her bodyguard?"
"No, I'm her boyfriend." Nico replies. "And you have less than five seconds to let go of her arm before I rearrange your teeth."
He takes a step closer to Dylan and towers over him. Nico is much taller than Dylan, and with that look on his face it feels like he could kill a bear. I'm so done with men and their stupid little fights, I don't need this right now. I just wanted a peaceful first day.
Surprisingly enough, Dylan let's go of my arm completely. I guess Nico's height is working on his favor, this is the only time I've seen Dylan being slightly submissive to anyone.
"Good." Nico praises Dylan's behavior. "Didn't your mom teach you that it's wrong to touch things that aren't yours?" I have to bite my lip to stop myself from telling Nico that I'm not his thing either, but now is not the time.
"And," Nico continues. "correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems like Maya has no interest in talking to you right now. So, please, go find something better to do with your time."
"Fuck you." Dylan spits out before he turns around and walks away, allowing me to take a breath that I didn't know I was holding.
"Hijo de puta" Nico murmurs. "You alright?" He asks as he turns to me.
I know I should thank him, I know he did a good thing and I know that he has good intentions; but right now all I want is to punch him for thinking that I needed saving.
"You're not my boyfriend." I say dryly. "And I had it under control" I lie. Nico narrows his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest. His frown is slowly turning into a scowl.
"Yeah, it sure looked like you had it under control when he was gripping your arm so hard that you couldn't pull away." He bites back sarcastically and he takes a step closer to me. "You are not a fighter, Maya, you are a goddamn book worm. You can't handle yourself around people like that."
I can feel my blood boiling and heat gathering in my eyes. Great, am I gonna fucking cry now? God, I swear everything makes me cry lately. Frustration? Tears. Anger? Tears. Hunger? Tears. Sadness? More fucking tears.
"Are you... crying?" Nico asks in a soft voice.
"Just leave me alone." I bite out as I start to walk away. I think the safest thing for me today is to just go home.
"Hey! Wait...!" I hear Nico yell so I speed up.
Of course, he catches me in a matter of seconds and he grabs my wrist, trying to make me stop.
"Don't. Fucking. Touch me." I tell him as I shake my hand to free myself and walk away.
"Just wait a moment. Joder Maya..." He finally manages to grab my arm with enough strength to hold me down. Why is everyone being to touchy touchy today?
"I'm going home, please don't follow me."
"Why are you being so goddamn difficult?" Nico asks as he pinches the bridge of his nose. "At least let me take you home, I have an extra helmet."
"You're crazy." I say as I roll my eyes. "I'm going to walk, like I always do."
~ Hey besties, I'm trying something new with the girl's POV, let me know if it dull or if it works. As always, thank you for your time <3
