Previously:
"That's where we are going as well. We're new to this school, us and three of our other friends." My heart skipped even when I begged it not to. He smiled again and so did I.
Looks like i'm really in for it now.
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Teresa Lynn Burns and Jaxton Sloane, Dean Foster, Chord Vasquez, and Oliver Talley
TeresaAs soon as the bus had made it's stop I was off and racing to the school as fast as my fatigued body would carry me, which was basically just a fast walk.
"Teresa wait up!" Chord approached quickly with his friend that helped me earlier.
"I'm sorry I really can't, thank you for helping me back there but trust me in here you're better off keeping your distance." My voice was strained with tension and I couldn't help myself as I scanned my surroundings, this school made me feel just like my mother paranoid and on edge.
"Why? Are you a school bully or something?" I knew he was joking but it didn't make my frayed feelings hurt any less.
"No just not the most liked around here is all. Listen I really appreciate your help but you don't owe me anything so lets just head our separate ways." The panic rose in my chest and I think he heard it.
"Okay well if you need anything." His words faded as I nodded politely and walked away. My walk slowed when I felt like I was far enough away and I let out a breath I didn't know I'd been holding.
I didn't want to walk away from Chord or his friend but I didn't want them pulled into the drama that surrounded me in and out of school. They'd hear the ugly rumors soon enough and even when all they are is rumors people usually still took them as facts.
My first and favorite hour, creative writing, was where I usually found myself in the mornings. Mrs.Webb was an artist and a writer but she quite all of her passions to teach. She was one of those teachers that the administration frowned upon because she refused to conform to their standards.
"Miss.Teresa! How is my lovely little ladybug this morning?" This wasn't an unusual greeting for her she usually had cute pet names for all her students and mine always made me smile.
"I'm okay Mrs.W how's the mural coming along?" She beamed with pride as she ranted and raved about the color mixing into gorgeous flowers and the sky becoming a flurry of activity. The bell rang and she quickly excused herself to stand outside of class to greet the incoming students. I laid my head down not feeling like communicating with our shitty little school and it's rude students, my headphones were on and my head was down so when someone tapped on my shoulder it startled my frazzled brain.
I turned and low and behold Chord was sitting beside me in a desk opposite mine with a fried of his in front of him giving him a pointed look. His friend had clay brown eyes almost a reddish brown his hair a darkish shade of sandy blonde. He turned his eyes on me and he got a smile on his face which caused his dimples to show.
"Ah Teresa fancy seeing you here." Chord joked giving me a dashingly good smile. This wasn't good. They were about to show up. If Chord wanted any kind of a good reputation he needed to get away from me now.
"Chord.." he waved his hand to silence me and I rolled my eyes but quieted so he could speak his peace.
"I know you said not to hang around you, but I am a big kid Teresa we all are. We can handle ourselves. Don't you worry your pretty lil mind about us." He said just as the door opened and in walked Satan with his pretty little pet following him like a lost pup. His eyes focused over on chord and I. His eyes analyzing how close chord was to me and they sharpened his mouth pulled into a sin like smile.
He strode over with ease and crossed his arms over his chest and looked down at me.
"Well hi there. I'm Jonathan but everyone calls me Jonny. You two new around here?" He sounded nice, he was a very good actor.
"Uh yeah man, My names Chord Vasquez and this is Oliver Talley we just transferred over." Jonny was nodding and his smile was almost predatory.
"New eh? Well then maybe you haven't heard much about our little friend Teresa here you two make your own choices but if I were you guys I'd stay far away from her. Crazy seems to run in her family." And with that last little jab Jonny strode over to the other end of the room his girlfriend Emily Peters sitting right beside him. I could feel her eyes on me glaring holes into my head.
"Well I told you guys you'd be better off." I whispered drawing in my notebook to distract me from their gazes.
"What was he going on about? Sorry I tune out stupidity when I hear it." He said and my eyes darted up. Why didn't they leave? Why aren't they walking away laughing about a dogged bullet.
His friend, Oliver, looked at me and shrugged. "We don't like being told what to do. If we want to be around you idiotic football players with unnecessary opinions aren't going to stop us." He said his voice was smooth like melting chocolate and I almost lost myself in his red brown eyes.
These new guys are going to be the death of me.
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A/N- thank you guys for sticking with me I know it's been a while and you guys are such troopers!! What do you think of Chord so far? What about Oliver? And get a load of hot shot Jonny over here someone should really knock him down a peg or two! 😉
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