Shhh. Just. Be happy.

Shhh. Just. Be happy. (2)

Chapter 2-ish

Shouldn't it be illegal for someone to that smoking hot. Good golly miss Molly this boy was fine. I think I'm actually drooling. How could no one not feel on fire when the have someone this perfect underneath them. This guy was a sex god! How can someone with so many tattoos be so attractive looking and still so sharp ill never know. We both stood up and dusted are selves off.

He was massively tall man with broad shoulders and huge muscles. Running up an down his arms were various tattoos that disappeared under his white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was wearing black slacks dressy shoes and a black tie.

But it wasn't the clothes that made my breath catch in my throat it was his sharp blue captivating eyes. They were a shade of a blue that can't be described, for no words could give them justice. They went perfectly with his chiseled features and 5 o'clock shadow. He must of been a new teacher or something but sweet dear Mcmuffins he didn't look like any of the sweaty old male teachers I've had before and he was insanely young looking defiantly in his early twentys.

"I-I . . . Uh sorry," I blurt.

I purse my lips together so nothing stupid can come out like 'me plus you with no clothes on in the janitors closet aye?'

I speed walk passed him refusing to look more of a dumb ass. But he grabs my wrist before I can make a clean getaway.

"Hey, girl?" His deep husky voice says.

"Er, yeah?" I say. Even standing next to him gave my ego a blow. A well deserved blow, standing next to him any one, male or female, would pale in comparison. His voice was enough to make my knees shake.

He opens his mouth to speak just as the bell rings. He jumps away from me and lets go of my wrist as crowds of students descend the hallway.

Behind me someone calls me. I turn around and see Daniel smiling and waving at me.

I glance back to the sex god to only find him gone from sight.

I sigh and turn around only to slam right into Daniel and his coffee.

"Shit!" I exclaim as Daniel's coffee gets poured on my clothes

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There was something positive in the air around him. He was like a bright star. That brought a happy vibe around him. It kinda makes me wanna smile. Daniel just kinda brought it out in people. I barely know him for a month and the kid was making his way into my life.

"You look sad. I'm sorry. Do you want my sweater so you don't have to smell like Starbucks coffee all day?"

"Are you sure you're sorry? You've said it about 50 times?" I laugh awkwardly as we walk into class taking a seat in the back row.

"Oh sorry. You just look deep in thought. Like you're sad or something I dunno," he says as he sits next to me and waves to his friends.

Did I look sad? Maybe for the reason that I looked like a drowned cat that smells like a wet dog and bad coffee.

Maybe I should take his sweater. Eh, whats the harm?

"Sure I'll borough your sweater. I smell like shit anyway so I guess smelling like a boy is one level lower." I say.

He cracks a smile, while taking off his sweat shirt. I slide off my sweat shirt and stand up and throw it in the trash it was an ugly sweater anyways. Maybe he wants something. Small gestures from him like this makes me see him as a potential good friend, or a potential threat that wants something in exchange. I walk back to Daniel and see him talking to his friends. Unaware I'm there I take his sweatshirt off my seat and sit down.