The truth by a self confessed player

Chapter 4

Recap: "Keep dreaming dear" and with that I ended our conversation, closing my eyes and drifting into unconsciousness.

Chapter 4

I open my eyes to find out that the guy, oh sorry, Tim the player, was still there, he was on the other bed, I think he was still sleeping or something. I was light sleeper so he must have not made any noise while getting to sleep and he, obviously, didn't try anything on me, thank god. I didn't have any interest in Tim, I mean he was a player, but not only that, he had horrible taste, like seriously, the nurse? Bleh.

I pull myself up from the bed, and stare at him, wondering if I should wake him up, he might get mad, oh wait why do I even care? Haha. I stand up and poke him on the cheek, I saw him mutter some words under his breath and open his eyes, which were now staring at me. 

"What the hell did you do that for?" he asked, although his voice sounded menacing and it was kinda scary, not like I would actually show him so though. 

I grinned and shrugged. "I just thought you should wake up" I said and then went to the bed I had been using, sitting there and staring at Tim while he glared at me. 

"And since when do I care?" he asked back, he was obviously annoyed that I woke him up. How was I even suppossed to know that he would get mad if I did so? I mean, I am no psychic as for knowing that. 

"Well you did ask, didn't you?" I said while shrugging again, it was just so stupid for him to get mad at me for waking him up, and I seriously couldn't care less. 

"Whatever" he said and went back to sleep. Or so was he going to do but the nurse came into the room and smiled brightly at us. 

"Sorry for saying this but you two need to go back to class" she said and then went to sit on her chair behind her desk. 

I nodded and stiid up once again, leaving the room muttering "thank you" before closing the door behind me. I heard a grunt again, it was obviously from Tim, but it wasn't one in pleasure, it was more like in pain, I raise my eyebrow and open the door once more, to find Tim there glaring daggers at me. 

"The fuck is wrong with you" he muttered, clearly annoyed. Now everything made sense, in some way, I had closed the door on his face, hehe.

"Sorry I didn't know that you were walking behind me. Anyway bye" and with that I left, not to say that I didn't mean that "sorry" at all. 

I walked down the hallway and wondered where my next class, art, was. I didn't really have a map of the school so I was basically screwed. A hand touched my shoulder as I saw Tim besides me. I shot him a glare that said 'what-do-you-want'.

"What's your next class? I'll take you there" he said, for the first time sounded polite, it startled me a bit but then I shrugged and showed him my schedule, not in the mood to talk to the asshole. "Art? Me too, great I'll save time then" he said and started walking, I followed him trying to take my schedule off his hands, but he wouldn't let me. 

"Tim give me my schedule now!" I screamed as I tackled him to the ground. 

 "No way in hell, I'm going to memorize it first and then, I'll think about giving it back to you" he said with a smirk on his face, his eyes had an amused twinkle, which must have been from me tackling him, he mustn't have expected me to be that strong. Dude I grew up with two older brothers, get used to it. 

The fact that he didn't want to return my schedule before memorizing it made me really annoyed and frustrated, that would mean he would stalk me or do annoying things, since from the hour we had met, he had done just that, annoy the fuck out of me, even if most of the time I was unconscious. I hit his chest and glare at him. "Give. it. back. now." I said in a menacing tone before trying to take my schedule again, only by having him extending his arm so it was out of my reach. Damn. "Seriously what the fuck is your problem?! Why can't you give me my schedule back?! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh your mom sure let you fall and hit your head when you were a child" I muttered the last part under my breath as I glared at him.

Considering the glare that followed, I must guess he heard it anyway. "Look, I already know all of your classes, but since you're being all bitchy about it and said that, I'll just burn the schedule later, or better, copy it and give it out to every guy in this school who is interested in you" he said thinking that that would make me afraid or something, bah the guy obviously doesn't know me.

"Oh really? That would be so nice of you, that'd safe me the time of doing it by myself~" and with that I smirked greatly. I noticed his smirk fade as he looked at me in confusion, then something in his eyes made me notice that he had figured something out.

"So you're like me" he muttered under his breath, I was obviously able to hear it, considering that I was still on top of him, trying to reach for my schedule, and everything. 

I nodded smirking more. "Indeed, I'm a player. Nice to meet you, Timothy Blake" 

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Please comment/fan/vote/etc. (: Oh so, I chose Olivia Wilde to be Blair Aiken and Julian Casablancas to be Tim :3 I just love Julian Casablancas sooo much, his voice is so sexy as well *o*

((Here's a tiny description of how Blair looks like: Blair has straight jet black hair that goes down her hip, really long, and she usually has it down, sometimes her bangs cover her eyes but it isn't that usually because she has hair clips that prevent them from doing so. She has snow white skin, which is why she can't be on the sun without suncream or something like that, because she gets sick. She has long legs and a thin, curvy body, she's 180cm tall and weighs 54 kgs. She has a heart shaped face, bigh blue eyes that are really cold and beautiful, around them she has long thick black eyelashes that make her eyes stand out even more. She has a small mole under her left eye, being a beauty mark, and has high cheekbones, making her more pretty.))