Say Something

Chapter Three

"Mmmmm..." I breathed into the fresh air after getting off the bus. I really hated the stench of buses because it made me dizzy often. It was a fresh day of school and I was not looking forward to it. Yesterday wasn't exactly the greatest school day of my life.

I walked into school and to the cafeteria with my head facing down, hoping it would prevent people from staring at my damaged nose. I heard whispers around me... "did she get a nose job", "I heard she rolled down the stairs", "who is she anyways".

I didn't like being the center of attention, especially for this reason. I felt a tap behind me just when I was about to sit down on an empty table.

"Hey shorty." I didn't even have to turn back to see who it was.

"Watsup Willy." I smirked knowing Will hated when someone called him that. He glared at me but his face softened after seeing my face.

"What happened to your nose?" He had pure concern on his face. Will wasn't exactly handsome, but he was very cute. With dirty-blonde hair, light blue eyes, and a dimple, he was someone many girls would want. It was always hard to hate him or stay mad at someone with such a cute face.

"Ummm... long story. I thought Abby or Ce would've filled you in. Ask them about it later, because I just remembered I have to go somewhere." My iPod. I had to check the lost and found in the office. I was always surprised that this school still had that. I don't think many schools had lost and founds nowadays. "Cya."

"Aw, darn. You're leaving me that soon?" Will pouted. "Cya nose-job-shorty-girl."

Why was I expecting him to say that from the start? I stood up and jogged to the office. Thank god it was on the first floor.

As I stepped into the office, I crashed into someone walking out. Why were there so many damn obstacles just for me to get my iPod back? I looked up and was I blown away. Staring back at me was the sexiest boy I've ever seen in my whole life.

He had brown hair with light-brown, natural-looking highlights that reached slightly below the bottom of his ears, with long bangs a bit tilted to the left that covered most of his forehead. When he moved or shook his head, his bangs covered a little part of his right eye.

His eyes made him look innocent and were light brown. Boy, was I glad I had brown eyes right now. His nose was long, but not too long, and sharp, his lips were well portioned, and he had a heck of a jawline.

He was wearing the school basketball team's jersey with 11 printed in the front, black shorts, and blue Jordans. It looked hot on him.

His skin was a toned shade of light brown and he was well built. He had broad shoulders and I could see how muscular his arms were, and was disappointed I couldn't see what was under his shirt. I couldn't stop looking.

He suddenly reached his arms towards me and put them on my shoulder. Oh my bajeezus god! He was touching me! His face leaned very close to mine until we were milimeters apart and he studied me carefully. I gulped. Was he going to kiss me? Wait... was he looking at my nose?

Oh my god! He probably thought I got a nose job. My face turned red, and if I was a cartoon character, steam would probably be coming out of my head right now. He smiled, backed away, and patted my head. I looked up. Boy, was he taller than me a lot. Probably by 8 inches or so.

He looked really familiar. Wait a minute. He's the dude that imitated my shiver yesterday! Oh my god.

"W-what's your nam-" I began, but he turned around and walked away. He waved wihtout glancing back. I stood there dazed.

Focus! I came here for my iPod. I slapped myself and stepped in the office. I ran to the lost and found without greeting anyone. Excuse my manners, this was a serious situation for me.

I rummaged through the box with clothes, books, glasses, a bag of sour patch (wth?), a bra, and aha! My iPod. I instantly recognized it when I saw the case.

The case was light pink with gray words that said 'just the two of us, okay?' I remember Caspar giving me that when... I should stop thinking about him.

"That's your iPod? Prove it. Name three top played songs," some office woman said and snatched the iPod from my hands. I sighed and named three of them. They were all sung by Boyfriend. The woman handed me back my iPod and I squealed of joy. Finally! I was ready to skip out of the office but the woman stopped me.

"Wait. Don't forget to thank the boy that just stepped out the office. He's the one who found it," she said with a half-smile.

My eyes widened. "The hot sexy guy with the blue shirt?" Woops. That was not meant to be said aloud.

She coughed. "Indeed. The one with the blue shirt." I nodded and walked out the office, closing the door behind me. I just stood there thinking for a second. Then it hit me.

Did he look at any of my notes? I unlocked my iPod and quickly clicked 'Notes'. There was a new note at the top- one I've never seen before. I quickly clicked on it and read aloud:

I'm waiting for you outside of school right now, not knowing if you're even gonna show up. I saw the whole scene of your friend tackling you. Damn, that looked painful. No, I wasn't stalking you. I just remembered I was walking the wrong way after our first incident (your shiver), and turned around.

I picked up your iPod when you guys left and was planning to give it to you at the Nurse's office, but you looked tired. Should I have woke you up? Your nose okay? Cuz you landed on it 3 times. If you're reading this, I'm glad you got your iPod back so you could 'soothe your inner soul'. Caspar's a fucking ass. Nice meeting you, Emily Veens. :) -shivers-

He waited outside school for hours trying to give my iPod back to me? Wait. Never mind, of course not. Who in their straight mind would do that? He's probably in the basketball team (he was wearing the jersey), and practiced ended at 6. I blushed imagining him watching me sleep. Did I look stupid? Did I snort?

Suddenly, all the color drained out my face. Crap. He read my notes about Caspar.

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A/N: There goes chapter three. It was a pretty short chapter, haha. Does Kevin seem sexy to you?

P.S. Who the hell is Caspar?

Keep reading. ;)

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