THIS MEANS WAR

Chapter 5: Holy shit!

Hunter's scream was the sweetest music to my ears.

I swear I should keep this as my ringtone.

"FUCK YOU ALEXA HARRISON!" His scream was audible in practically the whole school.

On injury to their respective cars Hunter and bad boy do display varied responses :

- Bad boy wishes to kill me.

- and Hunter wants to fuck me.

Mae practically skipped her way over to me.
"You have to involve me in this next time." She said smirking.

"I was in a hurry Mae, I'm sorry. But- Fran still won't speak to me so that's some work gone to waste."

"You'll take those words back when you see Hunter's face. Price- fucking- less."

Mae. My nerd obsessed, ninja friend. Ninja because she'll screw your life over faster than you can blink.

Hence her pet name ( specially provided by Hunter ) Maehem. (Mayhem) It makes sense 'cause her full name's Mae Hemingway. Which in some odd way rhymes too.

"He's got peanut butter on the back of his shirt and pants and he's got like these weird scratches all over his face and he's pissed. He's kinda half way between crying and killing someone."

"Where can I see him?"

"Alexa Harrison!" That's where I suppose. I turned to see Hunter. *pats self on the back for my work.*

"Good morning Hunter." I said in the sweetest tone possible.

"More like good mourning over his car." Mae snorted.

"Very funny Maehem." He said sarcastically.

"I'm glad my humor has been appreciated."

"You call that humor? Go look into a mirror."

"Why? I think your face does just as well as mine."

"ALEXA!" I heard a low growl that made me jump for a second but I recovered from it and saw the killer look in bad boy's eyes.

Hunter and Mae continued their banter but my eyes were fixed on badboy now.

He grasped my wrist tight.

He stopped at a rather familiar spot.

"Why?!" He asked. I didn't answer.

"Answer me dammit! Why?!" He twisted my arm behind my back.
"Because he deserved it."

"Who? What? What are you talking about?"

"Hunter. I destroyed his car because he d-"

"You think I care? Yeah, he's my friend but just like me he can afford another one. That's not my problem."

"Then what is?"

"Oh you know bloody well what my problem is!" He smashed my body against a locker.

"I didn't do anything else. I just met Danny-"

"You don't just meet Danny Brach." His breath hit my neck hard.

"He's your enemy not mine." I said.

"Your crush. I know. But you cannot tell him stuff about me. Not about my weaknesses. Not about anything." He was scaring me. I didn't let it show but I sure felt it inside.

"Alexa, if he says anything don't believe him. He's probably playing you. You know he wouldn't fall for little, hyper Alexa Harrison now, would he?" These last few words were must softer. He merely left inches between his lips and my neck.