Look at What You Did to Me

Chapter 4: Talk About Love at First Sight

Damen's POV

God, I hate school. This school is getting on my nerves, I thought to myself. I'm walking around a corner and I heard footsteps. I looked around for the source of the sound and then the source of the sound ran into me. A girl bumped into me, since I'm physically strong, the impact did not affect me but it did to her and she fell backwards. Another girl ran around the corner and she skidded to a stop.

I looked at the girl I just caught from falling on her butt, and I couldn't look away. Just when about to introduce myself, the other girl, who I assume that was her friend, pulled her away from me and said "Sorry but we have to get to class."

With that the girl literally dragged her friend to the next class. I couldn't get that girl out of my mind. It's like my world just became brighter. I have never been like this before, I am of course, DKJ the leader of strongest crew in the region. And I got the looks to make any girl swoon over me, but her, she is different. I didn't know how long was I there just thinking about, but the lunch bell rang, so I decided to go find her in the cafeteria.

Once I reached the cafeteria, I scanned the room for her. I spotted her sitting with a group of girls. One of the girls caught me staring at her, and she whispered to my object of interest. She turned around and we locked eyes. It was like time froze and it was just me and her in the world. She broke eye contact blushing in the process. Time resumed again. I noticed the noisiness that the cafeteria usually had, had disappeared. I looked at them giving them a cold stare that clearly read, 'What are you looking at? Stay out of my business.'

Everybody resumed to what then were doing. I went to get some food. I ate in silence by myself. The bell rang again signifying that it was time for next period. Next period, I have study hall, or I should say in my words, Do nothing for the period. I sat down in one of the back tables where nobody sits. I heard the hall door open and I looked up. It was her. The study hall was crowd and she looked around for a spot to sit. She glanced at me and I waved my hand over. She blushed as she walked towards me.

"Hey, I'm sorry we didn't get to introduced ourselves." I started out, "My name is Damen James."

"Hi, my name is Riska Reedings. Nice to finally know your name." She replied.

Riska......What a name. We talked for a while, telling each other about ourselves, and that blasted bell, ruined the moment. Sighing, she got up and headed off towards the double doors. "Riska, whats your number." I asked.

She smiled and gave it to me.

Yes, point one for me.

There is something very different about her aside from the other girls, and just for that she will be mines. Nothing is going to stop me.

A faint beep sounded from my back pocket. I took it out and looked over it. Ah, my crew needs me..

I got on my bike, no not the bicycle, but street bike, and rode to the location where Matt and Eric would be.

15 minutes later....

"Now, why did you guys call me now?" I asked impatiently.

"We want to practice, and practice isn't practice without the leader you know." Eric said.

"Are you serious, guys I love you like brothers but your a pain in the a-"

"Woa there grumpy, calm yourself down and lets practice" Matt cut me off, before I could curse them out.

"You guys are something else. Where's our weapons." I asked, looking forward for doing target practice.

"There's our leader." Eric smirked.

We pulled out our favorite weapons, and aimed at the dummies, actually a robot with armed reflexes, and a weapon.

"Have you noticed how the dummies are getting harder everytime we practice" Matt said, sidestepping a throwing knife.

"Of course but without the new moves we would have been in the grave already. Do you not know how dangerous these missions can be. Remember how we barely survived our first mission." I replied, recalling the mission of the rebellious war veterans, then absent mindedly, shooting the dummy in the legs so it would fall down, powerless.

"Watch out" Eric said, as a dozen throwing knives were coming straight at us. He then caught the dummy on its neck and held it there firmly and then dummy fell down limp.

"That was fun" Matt clapped.

"I'm out. Next time call me if you actually need me. Actually thought you guys was in trouble, which is unlikely but still." I waved them off and started my bike.

I sped down the rode, towards my house. All the time Riska was on my mind.

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Alright chapter 4, done.

Picture: Damen James

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