Chapter Two
I flirted with the idea of making a run for it but the idea was immediately shattered when I saw the guy taking a step closer.
"Feisty one aren't ya?" He chuckled.
His voice was deep, smooth and I couldn't help but be enraptured by his mesmerizing dark grey eyes.
When I saw him lift an eyebrow, I immediately snapped out of my own thoughts and cleared my throat.
"Look, I'm sorry for saying rude things, I usually don't do that. It was nice meeting you, but I'm late for class so...bye!" I rambled way to quickly for my liking, but I wanted out.
I waited a few seconds and tried to dodge my way around him, only to be pulled back against his chest when he grabbed my wrist.
He lifted an eyebrow and spoke, "meet me after school. I ride a Harley, You can't miss it. Don't make me wait too long." He smirked.
I was about to protest when he strode off leaving me clueless. Being manhandled and bossed around was not the plan. Knowing it was better to get it over and done with I walked to my next class with reservation. I had a few curse words running through my head reserved for a special grey-eyed man and would totally be elated if I could let them run.
The day went on by uneventful which was better than me getting into trouble every five seconds. I sighed and rested my head at the table thinking how long my days are going to be.
"I'm sorry Ms Anderson, I didn't know that my class was such a bore to you." I nasally voice sounded.
I could literally feel a migraine coming on and I pondered on whether I should flip the damn table and just release my pent-up frustration.
"I'm sorry Mrs Edward, I really had a rough day. Please continue on with the lesson."
She glared at me and narrowed her eyes for a second but decided to let me off and continued on with the lesson.
I could practically feel the glares aimed at me but I just tried to shrug it off. I really hoped that this struck of bad luck would end soon because I don't know how it won't drive me insane.
Thankfully the rest of the day was uneventful. Despite the unforgiving glares and sneers I received, I was happy I could finally go home until I remembered about the guy. I internally groaned and banged my head against my locker after placing my books away.
Walking down the hallway I tried to avoid as many people as possible. Pushing the door of the school open, I spotted a group of people crowding a certain someone and his bike.
Of course, he had to be popular.
I tried my luck and tried going down the steps without being noticed but it was like the power above whispered to him and he snapped his head to my direction causing me to wince. He had a smirk playing on his lips as he caught me trying to sneak off and he jerked his head signalling me to come over.
Of course when he did that every pair of eyes within a 3-meter radius around him glanced at my direction. I internally groaned and looked at up at the blue sky, damn you for being too bright on my crap day.
I strode towards him with false bravado and when I was nearer to him, he pushed off against his bike that he was leaning against and started walking at my direction.
I kid you not when I say, if glares were daggers I'd be six-feet under.
I was about to ask him what he wanted from me when he slung an arm around me and did the most unexpected thing.
He placed a gentle kiss on my temple and spoke.
"Everyone, meet my girlfriend, she just transferred here."
Oh, this is not happening.
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Oh my god! Finally. I had a major writer's block for all my stories and if you hadn't notice, I haven't updated in a while.
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