Intimidation ♤ e.d.

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I already hate gym as it is. Now I have to deal with a douchebag always harrassing me? How did I ever get so lucky?

I walked over to the bleechers and sat my things down. I pulled out my phone to text Reaghan how lucky I am, but only got a few words typed before the teacher noticed.

"Excuse me young lady, but we don't have our phones out during class," the coach scolded.

"Oh, sorry. I'm new here and I'm just starting to learn all the rules," I replied, hoping I could save myself.

"Fine. I'll let it slide this time, but I better not ever see it again, Ms.-" he said, waiting for me to fill in the blank.

"Alaina," I softly replied.

With the information he wanted, the coach turned and walked back to where he came from.

I let out a sigh of relief, but it was short lived. Grayson noticed me and came right over, plopping himself right beside me. I scooted down in return, but Grayson was persistent. He kept following me until my side was up against the wall and I had no other option than to just endure whatever he had in store.

"Why you trying to run?" he asked, not so sincerely.

"Uh...um," I tried, but the words just weren't there.

"Do I scare you?" he smirked.

Yes, yes you do

"Um, no," I said, trying my best to sound believable, but as I learned earlier, I'm not the best at lying.

"You sure?" he whispered, leaning in towards my ear.

I could feel his hand wrap around my waist, his fingers climbing under my shirt. My breathing became irregular from his touch, but I couldn't find it in me to remove his hand. I was just frozen, once again.

"Excuse me Mr. Dolan. Is there an issue over there?" the coach asked, and Grayson's hand immediately left my waist.

"No sir," Grayson responded.

"Then why don't you move down the bleechers and away from Alaina?" the coach sternly said, his eyebrow raised.

Thank God

With a defeated sigh, Grayson got up and moved down the bleechers. Unfortunately for me, that still didn't mean I was left alone. Throughout class, I caught Grayson looking at me and smirking, even biting his lips at some points. I didn't even want to know what was going on inside his brain.

•Grayson's POV•

Damn, Alaina was so hot. All my mind kept slipping to was What would she look like without those clothes on her? I know I shouldn't think like that because Ethan already claimed her, but damn was it hard not to.

The best part is, we scare her. I noticed the way her body tenses up when we get close to her, the way her breathing becomes irregular if we touch her. It's fun to mess with someone when you make them nervous.

Class ended and I saw Alaina quickly get up and leave. I had to jog to catch up to her.

"Leaving so soon?" I inquired, grabbing her shoulder and turning her around to face me.

She was so small that my hand was about as big as her shoulder blade.

"Please don't touch me," she quietly whimpered, brushing my hand away.

Wow. She actually talks.

"Why? Maybe I want to," I reached to grab her bicep, but she dodged my hand and quickly darted down the hallway.

Too bad Ethan claimed her.

•Alaina's POV•

Why can't those two douches just leave me alone? I just so happened to accidentally knock into one of them and now it's like they're obsessed with making me feel tiny and helpless.

I already hated New Jersey.

7 period finally ended and I jogged to my locker to quickly get my things and leave. I was in such a rush that I kept missing the numbers in my locker combination. Man I was flustered.

Finally, on like the fourth try, I swung my locker open and hurled my bookbag over my shoulder and threw my penny board on the ground. After slamming it shut, I picked my board back up and jogged to the front doors.

Home free, right?

Nope.

I don't know how they do it. To be almost be every where I go. It seems that where ever I am, one, or both, just happen to be close.

I noticed Ethan say something to Grayson, then he put his longboard down and started skating towards me.

I tried to speed up, but my little legs can't push my small penny board as fast as his muscular legs can push his fast longboard. I didn't see Grayson following, so I assume Ethan told him to stay back. Why are they so damn interested in me?

"Wait up hottie," Ethan said as he caught up next to me.

"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes.

They make me nervous as hell, but I was done letting them push me around. Just like Reaghan said, right?

"So she can talk," he laughed.

"Please just leave me alone," I sighed.

"Where's the fun in that?" he chuckled.

I was so close to my house, but I didn't want him to know where I lived. I abruptly stopped, causing Ethan to try and slam on his breaks. He loses his balance though, and falls flat on his ass.

"Now I'm not the only one," I laughed, picking up my board and running to my house.

Thankfully he didn't follow me.

•Ethans's POV•

That was a smart move, what she did. I fell right on my ass, scraping up my knee a bit. It was the perfect oppurtunity for her to get away. Damnit

She was so hot though. All I could catch myself doing was staring at her ass as she ran off.

I don't really know why she was so afraid of me. Part of it was probably my fault though.

I got up, and it didn't take long for Gray to come up behind me.

"What the hell happened dude?" he laughed.

"She got away," I chuckled.

"What were you thinking of doing anyways?" he asked.

I didn't exactly tell him what I was going to do when I skated off after her.

"Just wanted to talk," I smirked.

"Mhmm sure. Come on, let's get out of here," he said, hopping back on his longboard.

We headed off towards our house and all I could do was think of her, how small and quiet she is. I'm going to get her one way or another.

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