When Words Fail

Chapter 3

I was relieved to think that today I don't have an Algebra class, because I won't see the annoying boy. What's his name again? Toni? That freakin boy who stole a kiss from me. Yeah I know it's just in the cheeks but hey, it's still a kiss.

This school is so huge I found it hard to find my classroom. Geez I'm going to be late if I don't find this room!

"Where are you headed at?" A boy spoke behind me. When I didn't look, he jumped infront of me.

It's him.

Oh great.

I rolled my eyes and turned to keep looking for the room. He snatched my registration form I was holding and recited my classes one by one.

"So right now, Tuesdays and Thursdays 8:30am to 10:00, you're looking for your Politics and Governance class which in my knowledge, is in that building." He pointed at the nearby building. I snatched my reg-form back and went to the building he showed. But then he was again, following me.

When I ignored him he walked dangerously close to me and whispered, "We're in the same class. So don't you try run away from me."

Shit.

"Whatever." I snapped at him.

I walked quickly but because he's a guy of good physique, it's not a problem for him to catch up. When I was entering a room he grabbed me in my shoulders from my back and pushed me forward to the next room.

"You were entering the wrong room." He chuckled.

I brushed his hands off my shoulders and sat at the end of the room. In my peripheral vision I saw him follow me and sat beside me. I noticed there were girls who were staring at him with those flirty, pathetic smiles. So he's the Mr. Popular hah?

"I have a question." I said, my face blank.

"Ask away." Then he grinned. Ugh. I rolled my eyes. I very much wanted to wipe that grin off his freakin' perfect face.

"How d'you know those bad guys were following me?"

His grin was replaced by a rather small smile, "I heard them talking when you got out of our Algebra class. They were right outside our room. I heard one of them say something about a girl that will not be noticed of majority of the student body, and since they saw you alone, they decided to target you."

"So you followed me around?" I asked, frightened and amused at the same time.

He nodded and smiled. Genuinely. Will he stop doing that?

"Why, were you starting to think that I like you?" He smirked.

"What?!" I whisper-yelled.

He laughed. Oh my freakin' donuts. His laugh. "But I really do."

I ignored him. I know he's playing me. Well, I hate games.

"You know I'm not comfortable sitting at the back of the class." He whispered to me when I didn't budge.

"Then why don't you sit in front and leave me in peace?" I said in a mean, mean way.

"Why are you so mean?" He stared at me with those puppy eyes effect.

I almost threw up.

"Why are you so annoying?" I answered. He just chuckled and sat properly in his seat.

Minutes later, a group of boys came up, actually, a group of hot boys. I heard the class uproar of the sudden appearance of this boys. One of them has golden blonde hair, and the others has light brown to dark brown range of hair colors.