It's Just Us

Chapter 2

"That's mine" I spit out. The words couldn't have came out faster.

"Mhm"

Are you serious all I get is a 'mhm' he still hasn't even given it back yet. I realize I have been just gawking at him for over 30 seconds so I gather all the courage I can muster and as confedently as I can I state "That is my chemistry book and that was just the bell if you don't give that book back right now I will be late for class" and with a stop added "sir"

"I know" staring me straight in the eyes "and I don't care"

The warning bell made me jump but also brought me back to reality. If I don't leave right now I will be late to chemistry, and if I'm late to Chem I will get a talking to by the teacher which will bring attention to me, that I don't need. And as if that's not enough there will be an email sent home and I sure as heck don't want that. With a huff I slung my backpack over my shoulder and started to walk off "forget you!" I called back to him.

"See you in Chem" you could almost hear the smile in his voice.

My speed walk almost faltered. He's in my chem? Since when? I would have noticed him right? Why isn't he is an much of a hurry as me? Oh yeah now I remember he's the hot boy in the back of the class that all teachers love and don't even frown at when he is 8 minutes late.
I rush into the class and am slumping down into my seat when the bell rings that was too close.
I glance to see who is next to me, I'm surprised to see its not someone I hate 100% wow maybe this isn't the absolute worst day of my life upon inspection it seems to be the not so horrible but pretty smart guy I know as Adam. Adam has shaggy hair that almost reaches his eyes (and that could probably use a wash) and soft, inviting, brown eyes framed by a black pair of 'nerd glasses'. I could almost give him a hug right now just for not ruining my day by being anyone else.
"Hi" I quietly mumble, incase anyone had noticed my examination of him.

"Oh.. umm hey Maison, I like your sweater. UH not like I think it's cute, or that you're cute, uh I just meant  like red I mean maroon I mean um.."

"ALRIGHT CLASS OPEN YOUR BOOKS TO PAGE 157" The teacher boomed from the front of the class.

Okay thank goodness that thing with Adam is over, whatever that was, I really don't get nerds. "Um thanks" I whisper when I notice he is still gaping at me like a fish. When I reach down to grab my book out of my backpack. Crap crap crap.

I annoyingly raise my hand and state "Mr. Nelson, I don't have my book."

"AND WHY NOT" oh my gosh could this teacher be any louder?

What do I say I can't say I forgot it at home he was the type of teacher to literally call home to see if students were lying or not. I  sure as heck can't say that Luke stole it, wayyy too much attention.
"Um. I lost it" I decide on what's the harm in that?
Just as the hearing-aid needing teacher was about to reply the door swung open and my cru- ENEMY strolled in like it was nothing.

"What's up Mr. Nelson, my main man" giving him a high-five he continued "sorry I'm late I just remembered where my textbook is and had to run and get it" waving the/MY textbook around for emphasis.

I could strangle him. How dare he..

"WELL THAT'S GOOD MR. ANDERSON" his voice couldn't be more obnoxious "YOU MIGHT WANT TO TEACH A THING OR 2 TO THIS YOUNG LADY HERE" gesturing to me "SHE'S SAYING THAT SHE LOST HER TEXT BOOK JUST TODAY WHAT A COINCIDENCE"

Luke literally looked at me and winked. he winked at me. I might puke.

"Alright sir, will do sir" he said so nonchalantly and strolled over to  the seat right behind me and plopped down in it.

I'm surprised you couldn't see steam coming out of my ears.

*~*~**~*~*

Surprisingly the rest of the class went pretty smoothly, minus the few hundred kicks to the back of my chair I got from... you guessed it the one and only : Luke Anderson. And because Mr. Stupidface over there stole my book I had to share with Adam, and that wouldn't have been so bad but because he is such a great friend he kept me accountable in my notes. I should have been sleeping. And not only that but also really weird stares he would keep giving me, nerds are weird.
Finally the bell rang, I slammed my note book close, shoved it into my backpack and started to walk out when the well toned, very attractive, big ol' jerk slammed into my as I was standing up.

"HEY! Watch where you're going" he snickered and started off again with one of his buddies.

If I wasn't so exausted from taking notes I would have.... I don't even know what I would have done. I shake it off and go to my locker to grab my coat and start trudging to my car. Time for work.