He's Dangerous

Chapter 8

"Good morning beautiful."

I looked up at Chad through my eye lashes and nodded, swallowing hard.

"Hey," I said.

"It isn't morning ass," Ange said under her breath so that only I could here.

I stifled a laugh as Chad said, "You look gorgeous as always, would you like to come sit at my table." I laced my fingers together under the table.

"No thanks I'm good here," I said, trying to be as nice as possible.

"Okay, see you later," he said, kissing my cheek softly before he walked away. Angelia sighed and I turned towards her.

"What was that about," I asked making her smile and shrug.

"I'm on team Harry now," she said, grinning at me.

"There is no team Harry or Team Chad. There's just Rosalia, Harry definitely doesn't like me and neither does Chad," I said, making Angelia laugh.

"Please," she scoffed. "You are in denial, really badly actually. Chad does dig you because he doesn't seem to be walking over to any other girls around here, Harry might be playing you because he's Harry but still; he's nice and he thinks I'm funny so I like him more than Chad."

"Well since as though you decide who I go out with," I joked making her laugh and hit me in the arm.

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"Hey partner."

I smiled at Harry and sat down on the black stool, letting my bag drop to the floor.

"Hey you," I said casually, looking around the classroom.

"Today we are doing experiments," the teacher said making smiles spread out through the classroom.

"Here, take one and pass down," the teacher said, giving Mike, a Chinese guy in the front of the class a stack of papers. Once we got ours I looked down at it. It had ingredients and everything on it.

"Ready for this?" Harry asked, his eyes scanning over the paper in front of us.

"Don't you mean are you ready for this?"

Harry laughed and nodded his head. "Touche," he said, grinning at me. We started off by just putting different liquids into a jar, and then of course Harry picked up a jar with blue liquid in it and suggested,

"Let's put this in and see what it does." I bit my lip and said, "Bad idea, Haz."

"I think it's a brilliant idea. Here we go, you ready?"

"No Harry, don't," I said a little too late. He tipped the jar over into our bottle that was set in the middle. I held my breath and watched as the liquid started rising, turning purple and bubbling.

"Oh my God, what did you do," I asked, frowning at the sizzling liquid in front of me.

"I made it cool," Harry said, smiling widely.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked, looking at him. His smile faded making me look back to the bottle. It was flooding over, pouring out onto the desk, creating a mess.

"Oh no," I said, jumping off of the stool and taking a step back.

"What the hell is going on here?"

I looked up and smiled sweetly, but nervously.

"We were just doing what you asked."

"Of course you were. You both have detention. End of story."