Blue

Jealously

Blue's POV

          " I can't believe I got in Boston University!" Sophia says for the 50th time this morning. I roll my eyes but smile to make up for it. " I knew you would. Your the best cook their going to have in their culinary program." Sophia jumps up and down in excitement and I laugh at her embarrassing herself. Everyone has gotten in to their dream college and I'm waiting for mine to send me a letter. They were supposed to come last week. I sigh as I open my locker and Sophia leans against her's.
          " Hey don't worry, you'll get into Pritzker" I fake a smile and nod.
" I hope so." Sophia rubs my arm.
" Has Sam gotten his letter yet?" I have no idea, I haven't been able to ask him because Harry is so crazy about Sam. Sam is an attractive guy but I only have the hots for Harry. " I don't know, I haven't asked him."    
           Sophia nods nonchalantly and her demeanor changes in an instant. All color drains her face and I look at her confused. " You okay?" I ask.
She smiles and looks back at me. " I'm fine." I frown and start to turn where she's looking at, but she jerks my arm back into my previous direction. I raise an eyebrow.
          " What?" She gulps. Sophia is nervous and she's never nervous.
Suddenly I feel warm hands cover my eyes. " Guess who?" I relax at the voice and smile. " Sam?" Harry hesitates a second before he uncovers my eyes and turns me around. " Don't ever say that again." I laugh and he lightens up a bit. " Did you get into Harvard?" I ask. He shrugs. " They sent me a letter but I haven't opened it yet."
         Sophia moves up closer next to me. " I got into Boston. And your going to Harvard?" Sophia snorts and I elbow her. " Yes I am." Harry crosses his arms and I can feel a Sophia and Harry showdown coming. " I may be a dick to you, but I'm smart." Sophia rolls her eyes. " I know, I sit by you in english and you ace every test even though you act like a dickface."
           Harry rolls his eyes, but lets Sophia have this one. He grabs my hand and walks me towards Geo class. " Very mature." I say and he shakes his head. " She's annoying as fuck Blue." I put my bag next to my feet as I sit in my chair. " But she's my best friend and you'll try to get along with her for me?" He sighs deeply and nods. " Yes I will."
             " I'm going to be switching a few seats around since its the end of the school year and some of you seem a bit distracted by your surroundings." Mr. Collins voice booms as the bell rings. I cross my fingers and hope he doesn't move me from Harry. Mr. Collins leans against his desk, clearly thinking. I look over at Harry and its as if he can read my mind.
           " Blue I want you to sit in Kevin's seat by Sam, Harry I want you to sit in Hannah's seat by Madison and Robert I want you to sit in Harry's seat." My heart drops at his words. Harry's gonna lose his shit. We all hesitate to get up at all the problems that will be caused in the future, but get up and move. I sit next to Sam and he smiles down at me as I sit.
         " Blue Anderson, it looks like your going to be my Geo buddy for the next 4 weeks." I half smile and set my bag down next to me.
I don't even have to look behind me to see Harry's eyes blaring into my soul. I can feel them on me as I take my notes, listen to the teacher and bite my pen. I can feel his green eyes on me and Sam the entire class period, silently cursing in his head. I can feel the jealously as if I was in the next country away. I'm not even prepared for the shit storm that's about to happen.
           Sam leans close to my ear. " Do you have a pen, mine ran out of ink?" I feel goosebumps form at his presence and I nod as I dig through my pencil pouch. Something tells me Harry's eyes are glowing red behind me. I hand Sam a black pen and he smiles down at me. " Thanks." He winks and I feel my entire face go red in embarrassment.
           I decide to ignore Sam and Harry for the rest of the class period. I need to focus on my grades and not boys. The fact that I've kept my grades up these past few months is amazing. But then again I sat in my bed for a total of a month with nothing to do so.
But I need to focus on college. Not all this mini boy drama going on in my life.
           I feel Sam tap my elbow and I look up at him. I notice he has beautiful Hazel eyes. He has semi curly hair that sticks up that reminds me of Harry's soft curls. He has pink lips that look kissable and soft. I focus my attention back to his eyes, which have a flirty touch to them. He smirks down at me, noticing me checking him out.
            " Don't you have a boyfriend?" I try not to go red as I answer. " Yeah, I'm allowed to look at people,I don't really talk to." He shakes his head flirtatiously. " Looking and checking out are two totally different things." He remarks. " You were checking out." I laugh under my breath. " Very big ego you have, huh?"
         He nods nonchalantly. " Feisty. I see why Harry's all over you, he definitely likes a challenge." I raise an eyebrow at him and he shrugs.
" Anyway, did you get your letter from Chicago yet?" I shake my head no. " I haven't either, I was worried there for a second." I sigh in relief on the inside. Thank god I'm not the only one. " Your majoring in?" I look up at him and half smile. " Gynecology." I say he nods. " Psychology." I nod at his answer. Maybe in the future he can help me with the emotional trauma that's about to happen.
            " Is your boyfriend okay, he seems a little distressed, pissed I would say." My heart pounds against my chest as I turn around to see Harry eyeing both me and Sam. I make eye contact but look away. He definitely looks pissed, beyond pissed if you ask me. His face is piping red hot like a tomato and I turn back to the front.
            " He's fine." Is all I manage. Sam raises an eyebrow. " He definitely doesn't look fine," I look up at him and start biting on my pen and Sam makes an understanding face. " Ah, I see. Is he jealous that I'm sitting by you and not him?" I nod and he taps his fingers on his desk. " Well I see why he'd be jealous, your a very beautiful girl, but I'm sure your loyal enough to not let anyone get between you two."
         My heart swells at his words but I swallow them. Sam is right. Me and him barely talk, there's no reason for Harry to get so pissed when we breathe the same air. I like Harry, not Sam, I barely know the guy. " But that's not cool." I look up at Sam in confusion and frown. I see him move his head behind him and I turn around to see Harry and Madison talking. No let me correct that, Madison and Harry flirting.
            I can't hear what there saying but by the way Madison is smiling and Harry is smiling and biting his lip, I can tell. My face goes red, only this time out of anger. Harry makes eye contact with me and smirks evily. Oh no he fucking didn't. I turn around, my face hot and try to focus my attention back to my work. I can see Sam in the corner of my eye looking down at me, but he doesn't say anything.
           I thank god when the bell finally rings. Yes, I can finally leave this classroom and have the image of Madison and Harry in my head in peace. I grab all my things in one hand and run out the classroom as quickly as possible. I shove all the things in my hands in pockets I can reach in my bag. The image comes back to me, but I try to force it out of my brain.
           I continue to walk as fast as I can to my car so I can get the hell out of this place. " Blue!" Oh fuck no. I pick up my pace as I find myself quickly making my way down the steps in the front of the building.
" Blue." I swear if I hear that British accent call out my name again, I'm going to scream. I cross the street, running faster then I thought I could and get my keys out from my side pocket. I make a beeline for my car as I hear someone behind me trying to catch up.
           I feel Harry's rough hands on my arms and he's leaning as close to my face as possible, trying to catch his breath. " Damn, you run fast." He breathes onto my face. His minty breath hits me, but I don't let it control me. He tries to look me in the eye, but I avoid it and try to pull out of his grip.
          " Can you let me go so I can go?" I finally ask. He moves my chin to look in his eyes, and I try not to melt. " Not until we talk about what just happened." He loosens his grip a bit and I use it as an opportunity to escape, but fail miserably. " What is there to talk about? I was talking to Sam and then all of the sudden I see you back there flirting with Madison, that sums it up, am I missing something?"
          I finally pull out of his grip and cross my arms. " You left out the part where you were talking to Sam when I told you not to." I roll my eyes. " He spoke to me, which is different. We were just talking about college okay, calm down." His jaw clenches and I gulp at how cute he looks mad.
         " I don't care, I don't want you talking to him Blue." I raise my arms up. " Give me one good reason why you don't want me to and I won't." He rolls his eyes in annoyance.
" Because he likes you and I don't like him liking you." He huffs. I see more anger rise in his eyes by the second. I snort," Oh my god Harry, not everyone wants to fuck me, okay?!" He crosses his arms, mimicking my form and narrowing his eyes at me.
         " You don't know that, I do because I'm a guy and I know how they work." Oh my goodness, he's so delusional." That's bullshit and you know it." He rolls his eyes, mocking me and I give him the evil eye. " You don't want me talking to Sam because you think he "likes" me, but you talked to Madison and she likes you." He shakes his head. " You never said you didn't want me to talk to her." He shrugs, as if he won the argument.
           " I think its pretty obvious that I wouldn't want you to." He snorts.
" Doesn't that make you a hypocrite then?" I want to rip my eyeballs out.
" Sam doesn't like me!" I yell. More then anger is about to take over me.
" Yes he does." He taunts. I look down at the ground and take a long, deep breath. I look back up at him and sigh.      I can't deal with this right now.
          I start to slowly walk to my car and hear Harry sigh. " Where are you going?" I ignore him as I unlock my car doors and throw my bag in the back. " Blue, don't walk away please." His voice is soft and sympathetic, but I force myself to ignore it. Before I open my car door, I close my eyes and breathe. " You know its not the fact that you talked to Madison," He uncrosses his arms and looks at me carefully. " Its the fact that you used her to make me jealous, to purposely hurt me." And with that I open my car door, put my keys in the ignition and drive off, not daring to look at Harry through the rearview mirror.

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