Falling for Gray

Chapter Three: Double Trouble

Changed the part where Jordyn yells at Grayson, sorry for the similarities with another story. I should of fixed it ages ago. Hope you guys can forgive me.

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I had no interest in following this so called "top" student around the entire school. I have eyes and legs, I'm pretty sure I can find my way around without being guided like I'm some blind girl with no lower limbs. Not that having no lower limbs and being blind was a problem, I respect people who can live like that.

Anyway, I kept my distance from the grump, in case he tried swinging for me like I did before to him. He didn't though. He kept his eyes peeling forward without glancing back to see if I was still accompanying him. Stalking closely behind him, I took a notice of my surroundings: long white hallways with blue paint strips just below the middle and two at the very top of the wall, teal blue lockers lined the walls every so often a long with multiple door ways and turning routes. This place seemed like a prison - small spaces with cramped items blocking off most of the space. Seems about right.

Suddenly I crash into a hard body. The guy, I completely forget his name because honestly I couldn't give a flying fuck who is watching me. I take a step back from the skyscraper(yes he is that damn tall, over 6 foot at least) and I glance up into his grey piercing eyes. His brown tufts hang over his face, making him look incredibly sexy, along with his signature smirk.
"Here is our first class" he says in a monotone voice. Mentally I roll my eyes, people like this annoyed me. Does this guy have any manners and any kindness.

"Wanna try again? Be more polite this time round, Kay?" I say, following him and smirking. He glares at me, not removing his eyes from looking into mine. Most girls would be afraid of him, but I've been through so much that he doesn't scare me. To me he just likes the average knob head who needs some sense knocked into him.

"Look, I didn't want to do this. Quite frankly I couldn't give a flying fuck that you had too either. I'm just here for a little while before I'm kicked out or I have to move - which ever comes first. So just stay the fuck outta my way and we won't have a problem. I can take care of myself, asshat" I say before leaving him in utter shock. Just before I open the door to the class, I pivot around on my shoes and give him a wink, "have a nice day knob head" Then I walk into class without a second glance back.

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I plug my earphones into my ears and sit back in my newly given chair because I threatened a kid in the back that if he didn't move I'd throw him in a dumpster and padlock it so he couldn't escape. That worked. So I'm now sitting in the back, not acknowledging the teachers obnoxious voice as he is rambling on about quadratic formulas as I have my earphone plugged in blocking out everyone and everything thing in the room.

Suddenly a sharp tap on my shoulder causes me to look beside me. A girl with long ginger coloured locks smiles sweetly at me. I lift the corner of my mouth and quickly drop it, I'm not one for friendly confrontation.
"Your the new girl aren't you?" Her dialect is soft and quiet. She has quite a proper accent which makes me assume she's some sort of popular chick. But then again I have the feeling she's just trying to be friendly. But I can't risk it, I don't speak I only nod.
She nods in response to that, "ah I see. Well I'm Bree Griffin. It's nice to meet you" she says with a toothy grin.

To be fair, I wouldn't be surprised if this girl wasn't popular with the girls and boys. Her whole body screams model. Her eyes are a light green and dark green mixture with freckled skin. She's quite thin and has a good fashion sense. I decide it would be better to tell her my name, rather then appearing suspicious.

"I'm Jordyn" I reply, lifting the corner of my mouth up to reveal my dimple. Throughout the rest of this intriguing (I hope you sensed my sarcasm) class, Bree and I got to know each other better.
Of course I kept the dangerous information private for obvious reasons but I did tell her the generic things you would tell a new, potential acquaintance.