Stacey led me to our English class and took the first seat in class. I raised an eyebrow at her and she smirked. "Jake sits at the back. He never really lets anyone sit beside him or infact anywhere near him".
"Let's change that a bit".
I walked over to the last desk in the back corner of the class near the window, completely ignoring the "you're in for trouble" looks I was getting from the other students. I dropped my bag on the floor and took my seat. Goddamn, who the Fuck is this Jake guy?Oh God, why are these people squealing like it's their first day at kindergarten.
Just then, little Miss Scarlett came into class.Oh why her? Jesus. "Hey, Harper, you know where you're sitting right? I am sure you.."she chirped. "Don't want to mess with the bad boy..yeah yeah I know", I deadpanned. I mean why don't these people just shut the Fuck up? Bad boy my ass.
Suddenly, the class was silent and I noticed a tall, brown haired boy walk into class. His bushy brown eyebrows hung over his emerald green eyes that held nothing but hate in them. He swung his leather jacket over his shoulder and slug his bag over his other shoulder. He clenched his jaw, showing off his chiseled face. He was chewing on gum, as he slowly headed towards me. His torn jeans hung low and he hands were dug into its pockets. His white shirt clung to his body revealing his eight pack abs and I could see every muscle of his move as he walked at ease. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me, and very slowly a smirk appeared on his face showing off his right dimple. Oh boy, he was hot. Damn. Who am I kidding he wasn't just hot he was gorgeous. Stop drooling Harper stop. I yelled in my head and turned my face away.
"This is my seat", I heard a soft yet masculine seductive voice and I knew who it belonged to. I looked up to meet his emerald green eyes twinkling With an unidentifiable emotion. "I don't give a Fuck", I mustered all my courage and spoke while looking straight into his mezmerising eyes. "Fuck nigga, nobody dares to sIt on my motherfucking seat. Get your ass up", he whispered in harsh tone. Um excuse me? What just happened? As if I was getting up. Who the Fuck does he think he is? Just because he is hot he can't talk to me like that?
"Fuck of you son of a bitch. This seat doesn't have your name on it so it ain't yours. Now sit your sorry ass down cuz I AIN'T MOVING", I whisper screamed. Son of gun. " Lady, you are knew here so you probably won't know me. I am Jake Murray and this is my seat. I usually sit here in class and I would really like it if you take another seat Miss...", he paused waiting for me to fill the gap.
"Melanie Harper"
"Ah Miss Harper. So would you please?" he continued.
Woah, nigga! What just happened?! From get the Fuck up he just mellowed down to please? What is with this guy? Does he like have a split personality or what?
"No"
"Damn this bitch. She won't listen.", he huffed under his breath. Woah, again? He was an intriguing personality. Hmm.
"Just get the Fuck up!", he said this time a little louder. Is he seriously going to fight with me over a seat. On the thought of that I giggled a bit. "So you think this is funny?", his wonderful eyes melt into mine. I laughed again. This is the bad boy? One who fights for a seat? Woah, we got ourselves a bad ass here. I laughed again.
"So little Miss Harper thinks this is funny, doesn't she?", Jake ranted as he threw my book at the window. I laughed again. All this for a seat? Jake groaned as he threw his bag on the floor at took his seat next to mine. "You better get off that seat if you know what's good for you?", he whispered near my ear. I could feel a tingling sensation at the crook of my neck but I forgot all about it as I began laughing. Bad boy's fighting for a seat. What a kid stuck in kindergarten. Haha brilliant. This going to be fun.
Mr.Stone walked into class and everyone stood up to greet him. Well, everyone except me and well Mr.Bad boy who fights for a chair. " I see we have a new student in class, please introduce yourself to us Miss", Mr. Stone said in a very rigid manner. What's with people saying Miss? Jeez so much respect.
After introducing myself, I took my seat, oops sorry Mr.Bad boy's seat. He growled at me and I stifled a laugh. Mr.Stone rose an eyebrow at us and I just looked down.
"I am going to get you for this", Jake roared again. I laughed again. "Is there something funny you'd like to share with us Ms.Harper?", Mr.Stone questioned.
"If I had to why would I be hiding and laughing", I said without even thinking. I hated being questioned like this and at times like these I never really had a filter. This time Jake laughed. " Detention! Two hours! Both of you!", Mr. Stone yelled. I laughed again. Oh god what was up with me today? Why was a giggling like a school ? Was I high? At that thought I giggled again.
And with that I was kicked out of class.
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Okay I know this is bullcrap but I just couldn't think of anything else.
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