Chapter Two - The scared and The angry

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Pearl Winter's POV

I am late. NO it's not the 'oh don't worry about it' type of the late it's the 'bitch are you crazy!?' kind of late.

Let's just say I am not a morning person, even though I like learning and I think school is a very important aspect to my life, I really want school to start at least an hour later. pft what a loser

So here I am runnin- (ok I am power walking since I really do not run), through the gate hoping I am not late to first period, but I probably am. wow i just realised I am really out of shape, I can barely keep this fast pace up!

Yes! through the front doors and quickening my step to my classroom which is on the other side of the campus great note the sarcasm. The only good thing I appreciate at the moment is the empty hallway where people are usually swarmed by their lockers, but they're in their classrooms which I am NOT! I don't eve-

"ouch!" I exclaim as I smash into a brick wall and all my heavy books scatter to the ground around us-

"What the fuck." a calm deep voice says but it sounds borderline angry to me. I don't even bother looking up as I Know the person is probably walking away by now, and quickly pick up my books AHHH I am even later than before! why this stupid person better have a brilliant excuse as to why he was just standing there for-

"You are the one who ran into me. You going to apologise." ooops did I say that out loud? shit, what's that smell? oh it's more torments coming my way-

"You gonna fucking apologise any time soon blondie?" what did he just say? Blonde...Bro, it is so on.

"Listen here you little shit! I am late and so are you so-" I was so pissed until I looked up and met the angry yet slightly amused face of the one and only Logan Blaze.
shit. I. Am. So. Dead.

Here he was, smirking down at the tiny little nerd who was insulting him, while my books are everywhere and my short natural blonde hair looks like a birds nest. And then I noticed his outfit of a leather jacket, plain white t-shirt and just-fucked messy dark brown hair, fuck how is he so godly? why! how can someone look this good!

I probably look like garbage compared to his tall muscular frame.

"Are you gonna eye fuck me all day or pick up your shit?" he said but then our eyes met- and my dull blue eyes met the greenest eyes i have ever seen.

He looked slightly surprised and had a expression that I couldn't recognise.

I snapped out of my daze and quickly looked down to my stuff still on the floor blushing bright red I am sure I looked like a tomato. WHAT AM I DOING? I can't be checking out the bad boy. even if he looked so delicious this morni-

"Hey, are you a new student? What's your name?" AND that my friends was when shit hit the fan. new. wtf.

"Bro, we have nearly every class together. Are you stupid!"

First I'm late! Then I get knocked over! Now I am pissed! Am i really that invisible!?? jeez now I am angry and sad all at once. great way to start off my day-

...

I just realised I had said that all out loud and to the Schools bad-boy...

SHIIIIITTTTTT i am dead. that's it world. my time has come. This is good bye.

I cautiously looked up to his slightly taken back expression, looking at me as if I have two heads, then he snaps out of some kind of trance and he suddenly bursts out laughing. like, full blown stomach clutching laughing then looks at me with smouldering eyes that could burn.

"you're cute babe." he leans down and whispers into my ear making my neck tingle. He's too close. Barely two inches between us.

what. cute? b-babe?? what? my brain went blank. I literally cannot move and feel all the blood in my body rush to my face and neck.

"wha-what? c-c-cute? babe? c-can you please move? you're too close" I ask with any logic and thinking ability I have left. This is the first male attention I have ever had and it's by the most desired boy in the entire town, WHAT DO I DO?

Then I do the only logical thing I can think of: casually turn around, ignoring his presence. And awkwardly walk away. as fast as possible.

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