Bad romance: A none typical girl and a cliché(?) badboy

Chapter three-deep breaths

Ten minutes later we were staring at each other, all shocked. But Laura had a dreamy glint in her eye, Nadi was concerned yet also annoyingly amused while I went with the classic slightly horrified look of "try-and-keep-the-panic-under-control-and-actually-think-this-through".
         "What am I gonna do? I know I'm not in danger of the whole player thing, but what if he makes us fail our semester? We get so many joint projects in the year. Ugh" I rant worriedly biting my lip.

    "Girl, what are you talking about? One-you're a smart chick, two-you're gorgeous of course you're in danger-" I briefly glare at her. Gee way to make a girl relax. "-and three, you could totally have some fun with this. If he starts to mess with you, mess back. Strike fast and hard." Nadi said, ever the rational one.
     "Yeah float like a butterfly sting like a bee," Laura absent mindedly enthused, "plus, girl are you crazy? I'd love to be in your shoes right now, like half the schools female and male population. Aaron Taylor! Someone say HAWT!"

I stare at her, deadpan. Okay I love the girl but still.
"You can have it, it's crazy. He's a player of epic bad news but I'm not interested. And keep your hormones under control babs." I mock scold her, smirking at the end.

After talking for a while, laughing and obviously eating the most perfect lunch for this occasion-pizza!- I stroll with them to our lockers near the end of lunch period. These girls, always cheer me up when I'm worrying. They're the best BFF's ever.
Although if there was an Olympic sport for worrying, byotch, gold medalist right here.

The rest of the day's classes go by in a blur (a slow, boring, tiring blur that is). I head to my locker and open it, dumping my books and grabbing my homework like a 'good student'.
You weren't always
I shove that thought away and lock that door. Not now. Just as I'm about to close my door I feel someone standing behind my, trying to be sneaky. Amateur.
I slam the door shut and walk down the hall, my hair 'accidentally' hitting them in the face as I walk away.
I hear a small irritated sigh. Oops.
    "Hey nerd"
I ignore him and keep walking. Just gotta get to my car, ignore stupid Aaron Taylor.
"Nerd!"
I can see it now, keys in my hand already.
Footsteps in long fast strides sound behind me.
I'm out the doors when-
"Yo nerd I'm talkin to you" Aaron growls when he grabs my wrist.
Suddenly I see red. Just like that day, I'm back there. No! I stop, turn around and rip out of his grasp and wrench his arm back, after stomping on his foot and shoving him back a few steps.
I stand there glaring at him as he stares at me, eyes widen slightly in shock and anger. Soon though it's masked as he stands there intimidatingly, smirking and eyes playful and dangerous.
"Ooh feisty, the nerd had a temper. But I think you need to learn some respect." He mocked moving to take a step towards me.

What he didn't expect though was for me to quickly stalk right up to him and glare at his previously smug face.
"Lets get this straight and listen because I won't repeat myself again," I spit lowly. Whether it was the fiery look in my eyes or the snakelike venom in my voice he actually stopped and focused, "I am not a nerd and if you try to grab me again I swear I will not go easy and you will regret it. We may be lab partners but I intend to not fail this semester, or at all, so we can work in class and that's it. We don't talk, you don't play and I get to stay in the sidelines. These are the rules." I finish.
Noticing the look on his face and our closeness I suddenly realise what I did. I back away and put the keys in my door opening it. I'm about to sit into my car when he clears his throat. I look up, face blank.
He's smirking but his eyes are steely. "Nice act tough girl, but you're a nerd, face it. Have the science notes for me by tomorrow. We'll see who's in charge here, you'll learn your place." He stated lowly.
Carefully keeping my face blank I get into my car and drive out of the lot, not looking back.
"Damn,"I mutter suddenly drained. I was her again, after so long. I need to be more careful, especially around that guy.
Aaron Taylor. "We'll see..." I mutter, now focusing on the road.