How to Make Friends... With Benefits

Chapter Two: Welcome to my Hell

I have to partner with him in class. He probably loves it; annoying me every ten seconds. It's almost like an everyday occurrence now and if it weren't annoying I don't think I would care less. But Joshua is really smart when he's not being an asshole, take away his obsessive behavior I think he could actually rival Marie at being the smartest student in the nation, I said 'could' and it's not like I believe it at all. But enough about him, let's talk about me.

At the beginning of this I didn't introduce myself; my name is Arthur Ackerman, I was born and raised here in Weston, Florida and I'm all that and a bag of chips. I'm an Aries (if you're into horoscopes) and was born on 15th of April. I'm pretty average except for my love of Marie, that's above and beyond the average boner love most guys have for her. I have medium short brown curly hair that usually falls into my eyes, I have beautiful deep green eyes, my ethnicity is European and my body is as sexy as a mug. I like potato chips and I hate sushi with a passion. And that's basically the general statistics you need to know. You're welcome.

Let it be known throughout the land that I am not amused by this guy. Joshua Idina, oh my goodness he drives me up the walls with his little stunts of 'watching my reactions'. Today in class, while I was minding my own business getting ready to go to lunch, he walked up to me and blew in my ear. I jumped out of my skin and fell to the cold relentless floor with no notice at all. I'm pretty sure I bruised my ass. I almost kicked Joshua if not for the teacher watching us from behind her desk.

I looked at Joshua who was trying his hardest not to burst out laughing, "Sorry, I didn't expect you to be so clumsy about it," He looked down at me, still laughing.

I laughed sarcastically, "Haven't you tried enough of these stunts? You've seen more than enough of my reactions to realize that I'm clumsy and jumpy." He smirked and offered me a hand. I took it even though I didn't want to.

He pulled me up a little too fast and I landed squarely in his chest, my eyes looking at his pursed lips. I pushed back only to be pulled forward more. There was barely anything separating us except for almost a millimeter of air, that and the smell of his ever annoying cologne. His hand wrapped around my waist while his other still held on to my own, "How do you react to this?"

I kicked him in the balls; that perverted jerk, what exactly does he think he's doing?! Why isn't the teacher stopping him? I looked around the classroom, since when was it deserted? I looked up to the taller man holding on to me, his blues eyes curious and persistent he didn't even budge when I kicked him.

"Let me go, Joshua," I said quietly not meeting his eyes.

He scoffed, I could feel his breath on the bridge of my nose, "And why would I want to do that? I'm perfectly fine right here observing you." I felt my blood boil and my heart beat faster, at this moment my heart and brain were not agreeing on how to feel. I pushed back and he let me go this time.

I didn't look at him as I grabbed my lunch and walked out of the classroom, I didn't get very far when I heard Joshua yell in my direction, "If you didn't like it, why didn't you fight back harder?" I stopped dead. Light poured in from the wide windows as I looked on; students rushed around me in an attempt to get to the lunch room.

Yeah, why the hell didn't I fight back? I didn't know and I was frankly scared to know the answer to my question. I ignored Joshua and continued to walk to the cafeteria and I didn't have to look back to know that Joshua had walked out to see what I'd do. I'm pretty sure he was laughing.

Lunch was quiet today, Wren had gone home sick and Akira was making up a test she had missed in math. I was eating alone it would seem. I took a long bite of my turkey and ham sandwich and sat in thought for a moment.