Living With Him

Chapter 2

Danielle's POV:

Mason, the bad boy of school who has the personality of a jerk, player, heartbreaker, egotistic, arrogant guy, there are a lot more words I can use to describe him and most of them are not very nice words. His looks however are hot, he is perfect with his well-built figure and his gorgeous, electrifying blue eyes and his brown hair which he definitely got from his mother, speaking of…or in this case…thinking of, how is it possible that he is a son of Anne’s?

Anne, nice, kind-hearted, sweet, there’s a lot more great words that I can use to describe her, how is he her son? And how is Nathan his brother? Nathan is definitely like his mother, personality wise but in looks he is an older version of Mason.

When I finish thinking, I look up and notice Mason has now gone from looking confused to smirking directly at me. Yep, he definitely recognises me.

Ok, so here’s the deal with school, he’s exactly how I described him with girls falling for him excluding me and other girls with common sense. However me, I'm just myself.

Whilst everyone…well some people referring to cheerleaders and attention seekers put on fake acts, I am myself along with a few others, why would you want to be someone that you are not? I just don’t get it.

So, yeah as I was saying the type of person that I am is the sarcastic, funny, cheeky type of person and I wouldn’t exactly say that I am popular but I am definitely known by everyone in our year and they always greet me whilst being in the corridors.

Everyone knows that I am pretty weird but like I said before. It makes me unique in my own way. I'm loud and laugh every time and say random things but the good thing is people like me for it. I am very friendly and give my opinions and I do not take any bullsh!t from anyone. I always notice Mason and his friends look at me and my best friend like we are completely crazy and I realised that we always manage to make them either laugh or smile but we have that effect on everyone.

I'm not a good girl nor a bad girl I’m somewhat in-between, I stay on task in lessons, I get my work done, I get high grades well in exams I get C’s but my family still be proud of me because I try my best.

When I come back to reality, I realise that Mason has sat down beside his mother and he is talking to her and Michelle.

A ‘dong’ noise goes off and everyone faces the clock and it has just turned 7 o'clock, 3 seconds ago...4 seconds ago…5 secon “right” Anne says standing up “I'm going to prepare dinner” she states “I’ll help” Michelle says standing up.

I don’t want to help, but it makes me look bad so I guess I have to join in

“so will I” I say trying to sound enthusiastic “no girls, you're guests” she says so I nod “I still want to help” Michelle says and Anne sighs “ok then” she says as she walks towards a door, that I think is the kitchen.

We all stand and Anne turns around “Michelle since you want to help me, you come with me and Nathan you can help as well and Danielle…” she says facing me “I will give you girls a tour after dinner which is at eight and I will give you timings of when we eat but for now Mason can show you to your room” she announces and both me and Mason sigh and she smiles politely as she walks with Michelle and Nathan through the doors.

Mason begins walking towards another door and I follow him, after all he is meant to be showing me to my room. We end up walking to the main area and I follow him up the stairs that I saw earlier.

As I walk behind him my fingers run along the smooth, gold banister and I look up to see Mason already at the top of the stairs and I'm only halfway “can you not walk faster?” he asks sounding impatient and I run up the remaining stairs “it’s not my fault that you have a lot of stairs” I reply trying to catch my breath once I reach the top and he raises an eyebrow “what?” I ask “you're tired from climbing them?” he asks nodding to the stairs and I glare at him “if you were listening I already said that you have a lot of stairs” I shoot back at him and he rolls his eyes and we continue standing on the first floor.