She's mine.

Chapter Five - Is this the part where I die?

You know the word that's really calling to me right now?

Glint.

Oh yes my friends, my new motto is 'Glint'.

After the whole 'slap' fiasco in the hallway yesterday...let's just say that there has been a glint in his eyes ever since. I know he'll get revenge somehow, there's a reason why people are scared of him.

It's a glint i don't like. at all. (lie)

That glint in his eyes i used to like. well not anymore.(i'm on a roll with the whole lying thing.)

I see it everywhere i go. As he somehow manages to pop out of nowhere just when i think i'm safe then disappear. like a frickin ghost. He brushes past me so we touch in the hallways and classrooms...then ignores me. wtf.

The predator is now taunting it's prey. Taking amusement in it's paranoia. gee thanks.

And to make things worse, i am so exited by the glint and touches that it is scaring me. It has sent numerous shivers down my spine to the point where i want to go up to him and break his face yet kiss it at the same time? love is pain? i.d.e.k.a and that stands for 'I don't even know anymore."

He has not even spoken to me, and it is making me lose the plot.

Is he mad at me? Is he playing with me? Is this the part where I die?

wait...

Kiss?....exited?...

Oh no no no no no no no no no...

I cannot. and i repeat cannot have a crush on the bad-boy! I will not. I refuse you feelings.

I will not get the feels even if it is the last thing i do!

...

...

He just winked at me across the English classroom we are currently sitting in...Not just any wink though. He casually brushed his hand through his hair flexing his perfectly toned bicep with the same glint in his eyes, smirking...

...

*internal achoo* is my mind getting a cold or did it just catch the feels.

yep. I am officially crushing over the bad-boy.

great.