Trust

Prologue

Breahs POV-
Look down. Don't make eye contact. Stay still and you'll be fine. I say to myself. Nope. I look up anyways. Damn it. I hear a snicker from someone. Taylor. Of course. I walk into my assigned seat in my class where Taylor is assigned to sit beside me. "Nice shoes." He snickers at me. I look down at my torn, old, shoes. Stupid popular people and them Always being right. I sigh as girls heard as they came up to greet him. This is gonna be a long day. At lunch I walk to the table closest to the back. Where I always sit. Alone. I take out my lunch which consists of stale Dorritos from my house and a hot bottle of water. I sip the water with not an appetite to eat. I hear snickers from the popular table. Then I see someone stand up maintaining eye contact with me. Shawn. He's not really popular but he hangs out with Carter and Taylor and is really attractive. I don't think he's a dick but I don't know him. He begins walking over to my table. He then sits across from me. I do the only thing I know. Run.
Shawn's POV-
I see her around all the time. She infatuates me. I walk over to her table having heard enough of what Taylors arrogant mouth had to say about her. I sit down across from her and she scurries out the back entrance leaving her lunch. Okay they. I need a new plan.