Only His.

Chapter 2

A sweet smell drifted through my bedroom door, awakening me from my deep slumber. The scent was a mixture of pancakes and bacon, combined with the aroma of coffee.
My nose tingled with delight, forcing me to shove my covers away, and follow the scent downstairs.
My mom just finished drenching my pancakes with syrup amd slid the plate towards me.
" you definitely know the way to my heart" i told her.
"Eat up sweet heart, ill see you later, i have to head to work a little earlier today" she said.
"Ok, love you"
"I love you too!"she shouted while she slid out the front door, locking it behind her.
After i finished scarfing down my breakfast, i took a quick shower, scrubbing my body with a lilac scented bodywash.
By the time i got out of my shower i only had 20 minutes before i was late for school.
I dressed quickly in a star wars t shirt, and some black skinny jeans. I laced up my combat boots, and french braided my auburn brown hair into a straight plait, that ran all the way down my back, stopping just at the very beginning of my butt.
The school was only about a block away, so i grabbed my slightly faded burgundy backpack, my headphones, and walked out the front door. Leaving behind my 2 story, comfy home, i started the walk to school. I had about 10 minutes till the first bell rang and it was about a 15 minute walk.
Long story short i was gonna end up with a detention for being tardy to class.
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By the end of the day i had 4 different assignments, all due tomorrow, and 1 detention for being late to class. It was 3:30 now and the hour detention started at 3:45. That gave me just enough time to put the books i didnt need for tonights homework safely in my locker. I walked down the hallway, making a right when it split in two different directioms. I slowed my pace when i reached the rusty blue locker that i called mine. Turning the lock i quickly yanked it open and threw my books recklessly inside.
There happened to be a piece of gum stuck to the bottom of the metal box. I reached down inside, poking my head in to get a better view.
The gum was already dried to the surface and a little tricky to pull free, but once i managed, my whole body tilted back, my head lifted, and a loud banging sound echoed through the air.
The sound was my head agaisnt the cool metal of my locker.
"Holy jesus of macaroni and cheese" i shouted.
Quickly followed by my outburst, laughter erupted, and embarrassment crept through my cheeks.
I turned on my heels, rubbing the sore spot on the back of my head, addressimg the person who was laughing at my incident.
"Hey, its not funny, i could have concussed myself Einstein. Stop laughing at my pain."
My mocker was currently bent at the waist, clutching their stomach from laughing so hard.
When they finally finished, they stood tall, definitely at least a foot taller than my whopping height of 5'3.
It appeared the laughter came from not only a jerk face, but a really hot jerk face. His crisp black hair layed messly on top of his head, his face was all angles, his cheeckbones elegantly jutted out, his jawline defined enough to slice stone, and the most smoldering part of him was the way his ocean blue eyes paired with his slightly tanned skin.
"Do you really think im laughing at your pain?", he said, his voice was deep and somewhat gruff, "i was laughing more at the fact you said 'holy jesus of macaroni and cheese',  nimrod".
"Well when you put it that way it sounds even worse," I exclaimed, " and dont call me a nimrod, you nimrod."
"Listen sweetheart, i can call you whatever i want," he said, his voice deepening slightly " if i wanna call you a bitch, i call you that, if i wanna call you an idiot, ill call you that. But most importantly" he continued as he took a step closer, his hands caging me in between them, as he leaned agaisnt my locker, " if I wanna call you mine, I'll call you mine."