Insanity At Its Best

11 - cheat cheat

Young God by Halsey

I finish the last sentence of the notes and rest my head in the crook of my elbow. I let out a silent yawn and tap my led pencil against my notebook.

I keep my eyes trained as the eraser of the pencil connects with the plain sheet of paper.

"Harley?" A hand waves in front of my face and I quickly look up to see Bruce facing me. He's turned around in his seat facing me.

"Yeah" I say and he smiles.

"You want to study a bit?" He asks and I nod. Beats having nothing to do for the next half hour until lunch.

He pulls up a desk next to me and looks at me.

"Were you paying attention to him? At all?" He asks and I shake my head with a small chuckle.

"To tell you the truth I haven't really been paying much attention since the beginning of the period. He's just so..boring! His voice remains monotone during the entire lecture. Like fuck. Put some life into it, you know?" Bruce laughs and I smile.

"Yeah I get what you mean. At times I feel myself dozing off. No wonder half us are failing" he snorts and I nod along in agreement.

We flip to the beginning of the chapter and start to summarize the main ideas of each paragraph and by the end of it all I feel like I need a very long nap.

The bell rings sing aching the beginning of lunch. We both grab our bags and walk towards the door.

Bruce keeps walking next to me on my way to my locker.

"On a scale from one to ten how ready are you to fail on the quiz?" I chuckle and he shakes his head.

"I hate to fail but I just don't understand a single thing. I mean I understand the concept of why the war began but everything in between confuses me" he rambles and I laugh finding it kind of cute to see him all confused.

I stop and proceed to turn the knob on my lock in order to unlock it. Within seconds it's opened and I fish for my books for the next two periods.

I casually throw my notebooks and binders from the last classes to the floor of the small metal confinement before shutting it.

I tune around and lean against it seeing as how Bruce looked like he was in desperate need to say something.

"Talk to me" I say and he looks up with a shy smile on his lips.

"You're by far one of the coolest girls I have ever met. You're not shallow or superficial, your real and I like that about you. My point is that I've been thinking for a while now and I would like to know if you were willing to go out on a date with me?" He manages to spit out without a stutter.

Don't get me wrong, Bruce Wayne was definitely not ugly. In fact he was very attractive. His body was built like that of an athlete. From time to time he enjoyed in participating in various teams. He was not at all like the typical jock you would expect from the movies. Bruce was devoted to academics and always informed me on how after school activities came second to his education. I admired him for that.

But the only thing standing in my way of accepting was the small, almost minuscule chance that Jack might want more with me. More then a simple meaningless fuck.

It was stupid of me to hope for something that was clearly impossible. Jack did not like to be tied down to one girl and that thought pissed me off.

"Bruce, your a really great guy and don't get me wrong your very attractive it's just tha-" and before I had the chance to let him down easy in came the devil himself. Jack.