Forever Yours

Chapter 2

"I'm going to go and find Mason," Cameron said, looking down at me.

"Why? Is he lost or something?" I asked, my eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. You can never be sure about Mason. Anything can happen to him.

"Nah... He just texted me saying that coach needs to talk to us about the team. He said to meet me near the gym," Cameron answered.

"Oh," I nodded.

"I'll catch up with you later. Make sure to take my timetable along with yours. I won't be back until lunch; I have some work with coach. Bye," he said before giving me a hug and walking away.

I checked the time on my mobile and groaned when I saw that we were half an hour early. Of course, Cam was the only one who would lie to me about being late to reach school early. Something's seriously wrong with his mind. Who the heck is willing to get to school early?

I sighed and made my way towards the school building. You see, Cameron was the star football player and was the team's captain. Mason, Cameron's best friend, was the next best player they had on the team. First day of school and coach already had them working.

I collected our schedules and checked whether we had any classes together or not. We had Physics, English and History together. That's not bad.

I started walking towards my locker, scrolling through Instagram on my phone. I turned around a corner and bumped into a wall and my phone went flying out of my hand along with my binder which I had in my hand. I slipped and my butt was about to make contact with the cold hard floor when I felt two hands wrap around my waist, preventing me from falling.

Wait, from when did walls have arms?

I looked up to see the most beautiful pair of brown eyes staring at me. Only then did I realize that I had stupidly bumped into a person and not a wall. How can someone's chest be so rock hard? I looked him up from head to toe and let me tell you, was he hot.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard someone clearing their throat. I looked up to see the guy looking at me.

"Are you done staring at me?" he asked, smirking down at me. Oh my god! That voice. How can someone's voice be so insanely hot?

Get a grip, Hailee.

"I wasn't staring at you," I mumbled, pulling myself out of his arms and retrieving my papers from the floor. I quickly put them in my binder and started walking off when I heard the boy call out.

"Hey, sunshine," he said, grabbing my wrist.

I turned back and raised an eyebrow at him.

"What did you call me?" I asked.

"Sunshine." He replied casually, smirking at me.

"Don't call me that," I said.

"Okay. Whatever you say, cupcake," he smirked.

"Don't call me that either," I said, annoyed.

"No problem, princess," he stated.

"Don't call me that either," I said, frustrated.

"Sweetcheeks."

"Asshole."

"Munchkin."

"Jerk face."

"Sweetums."

"Asswipe."

"Muffin."

"Dickhead."