Chapter Eight

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I walked into class almost late, hurrying to find my seat. My eyes landed on the only empty chair in the room, next to freaking Jason.

I grumble a set of curse words as I make it to my seat. Why must the universe hate me?

I let out a huge groan once I was settled in, "Aw had a rough day?" Jason teased.

"Listen pal, I am so not in the mood for your rude comments or glares." I rolled my eyes, and tried to remain focused on my teacher.

"Okay class you will be working on a project for the next two weeks. Your partners will be the person sitting beside you." Mr.Monre announced.

No. Way. NO. FREAKING. WAY.

Life sucks. I repeatedly hit my head against my desk,

"You're really good at hiding your excitement." Jason spoke having his full attention on me.

"If I throw a stick will you leave?"

"And let you start this project all by yourself? That's not very gentlemen like of me, sweetie."

While my glare grew meaner his smirk only grew sexier. He doesn't deserve to be so good looking.

"I knew you found me attractive." He whispered getting closer.

"What?! I never said that." I clearly lied.

"Denial denial denial." He tsked shaking his head.

"Whatever let's just get this over with, you can come over tonight and we can start working." I said softly while rubbing my temple, he was giving me a headache.

"Already planning to seduce me Ms.Blossom?"

"Not even in your wildest dreams, Mr.Moon." It was now my turn to smirk.

"You wouldn't be able to handle what we do in my wildest dreams." My smirk quickly faded and turned into a mortified face.

"Just before this class you were sending me death glares and now you're what? Flirting with me?" I questioned.

"I flirt with every girl, don't think your special." He laughed.

"If I had a dollar for every time you act like a dick I'd be able to buy you a better personality asshole."

I can never catch a break with this guy. He was about to talk when I held up my hand,

"Be at my house by seven." Thankfully he got the hint I no longer wanted to talk and nodded.

The bell rang and I'm finally able to go home! I have a few hours to prepare myself before the idiot comes over.

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"Mom a kid is coming over for a project tonight." I said as I walked in the kitchen.

"What time? Should I order pizza for you guys?" She asked while pushing up her glasses.

"Sure, he's coming around 7. I can tell him to come around earlier for the pizza." I took out my phone,

Me: Change in plans, come @ 6 instead, we're having pizza.

Heartless Monster: Miss me already?(;

Me: gross, never -__-

Heartless Monster: Feelings mutual.

UGH! I can't stand him. Grabbing a gatorade bottle I climbed up the stairs and made it to my room.

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