His Lucky Shot

The Fuck?

1 week later.
Dante°

The new Life Science teacher arrived, I don't think anyone likes him, he's very unlikeable and it's his first day.

Ivy definitely hates him, she's been laughing at him though.

He's short, stubby, looks like he has down syndrome and his tongue pops out of his mouth a lot, it's disturbing.

Apparently he's very good.

Kai has been stalling the lesson by asking him questions, he sits at the front now, he decided to rearrange almost everyone.

On the contrary, my fever is gone and there are a few new students in our class, they're from other art schools, the smaller ones.

The bell rings and Ivy is already out of her seat taking her bag.

Something tells me that that she's not just rushing to get to get away from this class.

She drags me away with her, only stopping when we're at her locker.

"Holy shit, what the fuck?" She gasps, in disbelief. I raise a brow at her.

"Girl what the fuck?" Kai asks, now leaning against the locker next to hers.

"Listen." She speaks.

"Listening." Kai and I reply at the same time.

"So, one of my ex situationships from like two years ago may or may not be the new guy in class."

Oh, that explains it.

"Ew. I'm judging you right now." Kai speaks truthfully.

"Im also judging myself bitch." Ivy mumbles.

"That's what's got in such a rush?" I ask, raising a brow.

"No, it's the fact that he still thinks we're something!" She groans and my jaw automatically clenches. The fuck does he think he is?

"I literally gave him every sign." She states in annoyance, rolling her eyes.

"He should go kill himself then." Kai mutters sassily, Ivy nods in agreement.

"Ivy! The new kid was looking for you!" Liv yells, walking with the new kid in question. That bitch.

Ivy looks uncomfortable, but takes a step to Liv and the bitch nonetheless.

He looks full of himself, full of shit.

Liv immediately steps away and I glare at her, she rolls her eyes.

"Hi, Kris." Ivy mumbles.

He steps towards her, too close to her, she hates it.

He's about to hug her but I pull her back to me, holding her close and tight.

She relaxes against me before walking away from him, the rest of us following after.

Schools over anyway.

"That was a little mean don't you think?" I ask her and she shrugs.

"I've been ghosting him in real life since I was 15, I'm sure he's used to it by now, and don't act like you weren't the one who pulled me away from the hug."

"You're really dumb if you thought I'd let that shit happen knowing damn well that you're uncomfortable with it." I reason and she nods.

"Thank you."

"Don't thank me for shit like that." I reply and she nods mindlessly.

Her phone rings, it's her mom.

She answers it.

A few seconds later she hangs up with an 'ok travel safe.'.

She turns to me once again. "Indigo is about to go through a shit ton of depression."

"Why?" I ask.

"Camilla left with Caleb and Nate." She states and I almost laugh.

"Indi will be fine." I shrug, she won't and everyone knows that, which makes it funnier.

****

"You smell like cigarettes." Ivy mumbles, taking the bag from me.

She's wearing an oversized shirt and shorts, and it's my shirt, which makes the outfit even better.

"That's probably because I just smoked one." I mumble with an eye roll.

She smiles before smacking my shoulder. "Thank you!"

Her smile grows once she checks inside the bag, she sent me to go buy her oreos and a bunch of chocolate.

She sits back down on my bed and takes out the coke.

"Heard you have a match on Saturday." She grins.

I nod with a hum sitting next to her.

"And you're coming." I state, pulling her close to me. "Would it kill to ask me nicely?" She fakes a frown.

I nod and she laughs.

She offers me some of her coke and I take a sip, straight from her straw and she narrows her eyes at me, but doesn't say anything continuing to drink from our straw.

****
YSL, Chanel, Doir, those are her favorite brands.

She was going through her phone and I was watching her do so, I realized I don't really know much about her, but I do now.

I mean I know all of her habits, I just didn't know some of her favorite things.

Her favorite color is actually purple, she just likes gaslighting herself into thinking it's black.

She loves traveling.

She loves shopping.

I have to clear her Shein cart which is very packed for some reason.

"Anyways goodnight cupcake." She mumbles moving closer to me under the blankets, her frame shaking, just a little.

"Night baby." I reply, my one arm draping over her body while the other takes her phone.

"What are you doing on my phone?" She mumbles, holding me tighter.

"Something, pin?" I reply, mindlessly.

"6-0-0-2-12" She answers and my heart nearly rips itself out of my chest, it's my birthday backwards.

I run my hand down her back softly, just to help her sleep faster, she can't sleep for shit, I always wait her for to sleep before I do but she'll never know that.

I clear out her shein cart with my details, I want it to be a surprise and $600 is nothing campared to her happiness.

She looks so innocent and beautiful when she is sleeping, you wouldn't think she crashes out on a daily, not that she isn't beautiful then, my girl is fucking gorgeous, she just loses her mind at times.

I get a message from Felix. Bitch.

Felix: Hi bossy pants, you have a meeting at 11:30 on Wednesday, xoxo, your favorite employee

I pull an Ivy and leave him on read, that was very unnecessary.