Mr. Rich

Chapter 2 - unexpected face

I smiled at my score like a goof around the halls. To be honest I don't even know where I was going. I was just too paralyzed by my ugh so perfect score. I kept roaming around till I got slammed into a brick wall.

Ouch

I dropped my bag and my paper as I rubbed my head. That hurt a lot. I moaned in pain as I kept rubbing it.

Ugh stupid fuc-

Was that laughing? I froze and stayed dead silent. The laughing stopped as footsteps approached me.

Holy poop am I going to get raped?

Where am I even? Am I in the back of school? Ugh.

The footsteps kept approaching me, secound by second.  I was obviously terrified. I mean I have heard stories that if you go in the back of the school there are dead people in the dumpster, another one said there is a jail less than a mile from our school and some people break out and you know, do stuff to people.

Oh my god Aubrey get a hold of your self! Why are you thinking of bad things instead of how to fight this rape man.

I curled my hands into a fist- wait what if they have a knife?!

I took a breath. Oh well.

Bye. Little me.

"Amen!" I screamed as I felt cold hands on my shoulders. Without thinking, I threw a fist at the mysterious figure.

Today luck wasn't in my way.

The mysterious person dodged my punch and caught my fist. It was noticible that it was a guy because of his enormous strong hand. He spinned me around making me face him.

I opened my eyes, and instead of a dead person, I received the complete opposite.  He had amazing light hazel eyes. His brown chocolate hair was a sexy mess from his dark beanie, I wish I could just touch. His lips were a pretty peach color and his image was very handsome. His jaw line could instantly chop your finger off if you touched it, and his cheek bones.

He reminded me of somebody very fimilar. Ugh I can't think right now.

Is this criminal some kind of bad boy model?

Oh wait.

Criminal.

Poop.

I flashed back into reality, his hazel eyes sinking into mine. His warm hand surrounding mine. He smirked as he saw me looking at our hands. He quickly julted our hands away, making me pick up his other hand. In his other hand there was my paper.

Woah.

I tried grabbing it from him but he just put it on a higher level.

I hate how short I am.

"Woah slow down cupcake, let me see what's on this paper I have." Cupcake? Who does he think he's talking to? Ugh rude.

I tried jumping for it but of course failed. I wined and folded my arms. "Please?" I asked.

He just laughed at me.

"Not yet, not just yet." He said scanning my paper. "Ah, perfect A+ huh?" This is bullshit.

I rolled my eyes and quickly snatched my test back. He crossed his arm and chuckled. I put my paper up on my chest and simply walked away.

"Bye cupcake!" He squealed like a little girl. I freaking swear he sounds fimilar. I kept walking, getting trampled by freshmans as the bell rang.

Ugh, you don't have to be perfectly on time for class.

I finally squeezed into my next period.

This is going to be a long day.

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I sprinted to my car with the 50 pound math test books on my back. I threw my bag in the back seat and climbed into the drivers.

I started the engine, just until a knock in my window startled me.

I rolled the window down and puffed. Who is it now?

"It looks cute when your stressed." A similar voice rung my ears.

"Aw shucks thanks." I rolled my eyes as I started to close the window. The person stuck its hand in between the window to stop it from closing.

"I never got your name cupcake." Ugh not him.

"Its Aubrey, let me guess yours is Dickhead?" I smirked. He stood there, dead still. Wow did I really offense him? Oops.

"Sorry, you weren't suppose to take that seriously, what is your real name." I said looking into his familiar eyes.

"Aubrey, its me, Thomas."

What.

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Hahahah okey this chapter was eh. But thanks for wasting your own time to read this.
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Bye :)

-Alessa