Beautiful Girl

Scared

Taylor POV

I walk away a smirk on my face, yep she is totally going to be my next victim, nah I'm kidding, too innocent looking and.. cute... Plus I only give it to the ones who need a good punch to the face. Wait, did I just say cute? No, it never happened...You know nothing. 

However, I feel as though this project is going to be interesting. Might as well mess with her, to think I'm bad, jokingly of course but then I'll ask her to be my friend. Wow, feels weird to say that. I never trusted someone so easily. I smiled as I opened the door going to find my skateboard around the building. 

Just as I was turning the corner, three big jocks walked up to me, and my smile instantly dropped and my fists clenched.

"Look who we have here boys. The 'Most Dangerous' person in school was it? Looks a little too skinny to me, boys." The biggest one said, staring at my body, snickering the other buffaloes joining in. 

I glared at them, and noticed they were looking at me with jealousy  and hate. 

"You bastard have been messing with my girlfriend, Gabriela, and I don't really appreciate it, asshole," dick number one said, glaring and snarling at me. 

I snickered this time, "Last time I checked she just got here and she hasn't talked to that many people." Not like I have been watching her or anything. Shut up me. 

He readied his fist and took the first punch which I blocked and contoured it with my own, punching him in the nose, breaking it instantly, blood going everywhere. I pulled my fist back blood on my knuckles. I sighed shaking it off, disgusted. 

"Never treat a woman like they're toys or objects because they're not. They chose who they want to be with, not you, dickhole." I growled at him. 

He whimpered and the other two stepped back, scared. I looked at them.  

"If you're going to start a fight at least be able to back up that mouth of yours." I said walking away from them, grabbed my skateboard and left school. 

Gabe POV

I go to my class and sit in my seat, Racheal wasn't in this class with me, that makes me a little upset, but at least it's my favorite subject, History. 

The teacher was nice and let us have a free day, which is cool. Everything was quiet until some guy ran into the room panting then screamed something about ,"He did it again!" and left. After that everyone was loud and talking about what he said, while I was confused about what he was talking about, then everyone but me tried to get out of the room at once, which really wasn't working for any of them. When they all finally got out, even the teacher went to see what happened, I was left alone, staring at the door awkwardly. 

The intercom came on and a loud voice rang out in all the rooms and the halls, "Everyone go to your classrooms at this time." 

Finally the class and teacher returned and class started again.

Just five more class after this and home free. I smile and continue writing, then I remembered the project and frowned. 

Time skip

I get home and lay on the couch, upside down, looking at the tv then remembered the number and took it out of my pocket and get my phone.

'Should I text him first? No, you idiot he said call or text him for anything but the project he'll kill you. Do you want to be his tiger's food for the week?' I sigh. 'I'm so over thinking this. And a tiger? Really?' I shrug and typed in his number. 

'Hey' I typed and hit send after sighing. 

'Oh it's you,' was the reply.

'Wait he knew it was me. How many contacts does he actually have?' I asked myself.

'Yep. It's me. :)' I typed back. 

'I said not to text nor call me unless it's for the project. But since you texted first, I'll go ahead and put your number in my phone. :/'

I smiled, rereading the text. He didn't say anything about killing me. 

'Aww I thought you'd be happy to not have to text first... Now that I think about it... how would you know my number?' I texted suspicious.

'I'm the schools delinquent and you don't think I can get into files at the school. Wow. Low blow. :/'

'Never thought about it. :(' 

'Whatever. Anyway my address is 66 Enstine Drive. Black and white house can't miss it.'

'Okay. Bye.'

'Bye...loser.'

I have to meet him at his house, he could murder me. Just then my phone dinged again. 

'Come at around 7:00 today.'

Great now my death is just sooner then it was going to be. Now I'm not only am I going to be murdered but I'm also starting to like him in a very weird way. 

I look at the clock, it's only 6:00 and his house is only a few blocks from mine. Might as well get ready. I'm so nervous and I don't know why.....