- Savannah's POV -
"Watch where you're going, asshole!" An unfamiliar voice yelled before crashing their body into mine, sending me straight into a locker.
Switching in between classes was always a hectic process. Especially when the same old back staircase that wasn't crowded with students during this crazy time, was closed up because a kid decided to throw up everywhere. And by everywhere.
I mean, everywhere. Barf on the windows, dripping down the staircase, and even splattered down the hand railing that barely stood up anymore.
Now, because of barf boy, I was late to my class and getting knocked over surely didn't help.
"Are you okay?" Someone asked while I was frantically trying to collect papers that were sprawled everywhere through the now empty hallway.
"Um," I look up to mesmerizing blue eyes just to immediately be made uncomfortable, "yeah. I'm okay"
Hayes Grier was the so-called 'bad boy' of the school, so the nice behavior was really puzzling.
I always thought how could someone so mischievous and cruel deserve such gorgeous, loving eyes.
He hands me some loose paper that I must have forgotten about in the midst of admiring those angelic blue eyes.
"You're Savannah, right?" He asks trying to start a conversation.
"Yeah" I hold my belongings close to my chest waiting for something mean to slip out of his mouth.
"Get to class!" A crotchety old math teacher yells, interrupting this sad excuse of a conversation.
"Ill see you around?" He says questioningly.
I nod quickly still unsure of why he was talking to me.
"Cool," Hayes smiles, "I'm Hayes Grier, but you probably already knew that" there it is. The exact cocky comment I was waiting for. Although, I half expected it to be a rude remark.
"Ms. St. Clare, Class. Now!" The same teacher that I've never seen in my entire 3 years of being at this high school.
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"Class dismissed" my history teacher waved us off.
I had been nonstop thinking about what happened in the hallway.
Why was the 'bad boy' of the school being nice to me when he could be off torturing some other helpless freshmen?
After just barely making it out of the school, I spotted Hayes talking with his 'sidekick' I guess you could call it.
"Um," I approach him and his unknown friend, "thanks for helping me earlier" my voice comes out small.
There was something so intimidating about him. Maybe the way he towered over me, being looked down on made me want to shrivel up and hide.
He turns to me, something different about his face.
"Don't take it personally, I can't be falling in the hallways" he shrugs me off.
"What?" I adjust my backpack strap on my shoulder.
"It's okay, you're a klutz" he says making his other douchebag friend snicker.
"And you're an asshole" I don't know where this sudden confidence was coming from, but I didn't like the results it would lead up too.
"Why don't you just go hang out with your loser friends," his friend stops, "oh wait. You don't have any" the douchebag immediately busts out into uncontrollable laughter.
I look over at Hayes waiting for him to stick up or do something, but all that's plastered on his face is a glare directed at me.
"Alright well," I start to back up but keep my face towards him, "nice talk, Hayes" my voice comes out weak and beat down.
How could he change from nice and smiling, to calling me a klutz and death stares.
"Bye klutz!" The horrible friend yells as I disappear down the street. Yet again, Hayes does nothing.
How could he not stand up for me after that whole situation in the hallway? Did I do something to him? I don't think so, and if I did why had it affected him so much to feel the need to be so terrible to me.
"BOO!" Someone jumps out from behind a big rose bush.
I was so easily scared by everything and anything, so having this done almost sent me into a coma.
Until I realized it was only Hayes which only made me angrier.
"What do you want" I mumble still keeping the fast pace I was already walking at.
"To talk" he shoves his hands in his pockets finding it easy to keep up with my fast stride while I was struggling to keep up with myself.
"So you can call me a klutz again?" I ask making my blood boil.
"Look, he was a douchebag, I admit that. But - holy shit. Slow down" Hayes grabs my arm, stopping me mid-step.
"I don't have time for this" I cross my arms like a child, not wanting to talk to him.
"I'm not going to chase after you like some lost puppy, but I'm sorry" he almost chokes out his apology.
"What was that?" I smirk.
In all of my years watching Hayes do countless horrible things, never had I heard him apologize.
"You heard me" he answers with gritted teeth.
"Mm. Nope"
"Okay. I'm sorry" he repeats clearly now.
"That's better" I grin making his cheeks turn a bright pink.
"Well," he coughs uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact, "I'm gonna go"
"Yeah - bye" I quick turn back around. What the hell was that?
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A/N:
Hey guys, this is my new book. I've been waiting to publish this for a lil but but I'm just posting this first chapter and if it goes well, I'll post the next :)
So, Stay Pretty 💓
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-Alex
