Miss Atomic Bomb | a.i

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The next day was the same, Calum and I had finally figured out who the other girl was at least. Her name was Harley. Calum hasn't taken any interest despite the fact that he thinks shes hot. He had his eyes only on one girl and one girl only. Maria Saunders.

Maria wasn't only a bitch but was one of the hottest girls in school. I wasn't very into her, well, not as much as Calum here was. I've tried to tell him plenty of times about how shitty of a person she was but, he just doesn't listen. In all honesty, I could never picture Calum with Harley though.

Walking to French class with Calum, we both realize that we need to go to our lockers anyway to get a few things, so we both split ways and head in the different directions of our lockers.

As I'm heading toward my locker with my head down, shoving my glasses farther up with my nose with my index finger a few times in the process, I begin to notice the black boots standing maybe three feet or less from my locker and my eyes suddenly go wide. I stop for a second, checking my watch quickly and panting as though I'm going to faint. Rae's locker was almost right next to mine.

I feel a sweat start to come on and slowly make my way toward the large red metal door, stretching my hand out of my sweater and landing on the small numbered knob. I quickly glance over to the girl as I open my locker, small cd posters covering the insides of it. Her face was scrunched up as if she was confused, it maybe angry. I hoped to god that she wasn't making that face because of me.

"Ugh, this stupid fucking locker." She mumbles to herself as she gazes ever so often at the small strip of paper in her hand. Rae seemed to cuss a lot out of anger, and honestly, it was pretty hot if I may say so myself.

I had to react. I needed to talk to her at least once, even if it was her telling me to go away or calling me a name even. I gulped, closing my eyes for a second and clenching my jaw with nervousness. My hands suddenly stop, my head slowly peeking at her. Shit.

She made eye contact with me, her eyebrows unscrunched from her twisted up face, lifting her head up and staring at me. I finally decided to put my head down like the pussy I am. I knew I wasn't much of a man by not talking to her. I didn't know what to say, how to even act. I continue to put my books in my locker with shaky hands until I feel a slight tap on the shoulder.

Damn it.

"Hey." She says to me. My mouth parts slightly, trying to keep my eyes from growing any wider as I pull my sleeves over my hands and look down, not wanting to meet her eyes again.

"H-hi." I stutter.

"Well. It seems that you're one of my fellow 'locker buddies'.. So could you just open my locker for me, kid?" Her arms find there way into a crossing position and her right knees bend, staring me in the eyes. I hadn't realized how short she was until I found myself towering over the girl.

I stare at her for a second as one of her eyebrows raise in question. I take a step toward her locker, as though I was answering it. I turn around, my hand holding out motioning her to give me the small slip of paper.

As she hands me the paper, her small pale hand touches mine just a bit. Her fingers were cold, black nail polish covering the tips. They were almost ice cold compared to warm large hand. I felt as if a jolt hit my body and I quickly turned around so I wouldn't see her reaction.

I finally opened up her locker door, her standing behind me with her arms crossed. She was a really sassy girl, but I sort of liked it. She was entirely out of my league though. It was a bit strange that I enjoyed girls that were a challenge when I was the geek that could literally score nobody. I've had only two girlfriends in my past, but they were practically two week dating experiments that ended wrong. They ended up both being delusional and I couldn't handle them. So we didn't go far.

I eventually swung open the locker for her, turning around and holding it open for her to grab onto. She latches her fingers onto the door and smirks at me. I try to hold in my smile and crack open a dense smile. My crooked teeth revealing to her. A tiny chuckle escapes her lips and it just makes me blush even more. The heat maneuvers to my cheeks and I finally look down with my hands in each other's. I grab my French text book out of m locker, setting it on my hip and slamming my locker door shut.

"What's your name, man?" She says before I can turn around. I beg for mercy as I try not to stutter, but turn around and calm myself. She was actually talking to me.

"Uh, I'm Ashton. Ashton Irwin, and you?" I reply. I was in complete shock when I found myself talking like a normal person in front of a girl. I smirked to myself, my head yelling and screaming out 'yes, yes!' Over and over.

"Rae.. Rae Cullens." She imitates my voice. She raised her head after telling me her name, realizing that I was gawking at her with my mouth completely open. She looks down again, biting her lip from my some what humorous reaction while I gazed at her. I was surprised I hadn't started to drool. Before I close my mouth from my embarrassing look, she begins to speak again.

"So ill uh, see you around Irwin." Her fist hits my shoulder, startling me at first. She laughs at my timidness and before I can catch another word in with her, her heavy boots start drag her down the hallway.

So there I stand, my mouth gaping apart and my quivering hands holding into my books just barely. But then I realize something. Rae. The girl I've been suspicious about, the girl I've never fully met, the girl that I had barely known for only four days at most, the ten, talked to me. Merely a conversation, but even better. She said 'see you around.' And that was the greatest thing I could get out of her.

I had much to tell Calum.

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Wow this is a short chapter, but it's just a cute little filler. I'll probably update next week or so.

I'm doing a schedule where I update every Thursday so.. If you're even interested then I hope you get excited for Thursdays then.. Hah.

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-Hannah.