Scared (BajanCanadian FF)

Scared

Skylar's POV

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I closed my locker and pushed my way through the mass of students. I didn't even try to be polite as none of them cared, too busy trying to get to class. Suddenly, I was launched forward, pushed I assume, and fell into the person walking towards me.

"Shit, sorry" I mumbled, getting up as fast as I could. Looking at the person, I just about died. I just smashed into the most popular guy in my class, Mitchell Hughes.

"Are you serious!" He yelled, pushing himself off the floor. Blood started to trickle out of his nose as he wiped it with the back of his hand, leaving a bright red streak. He looked over towards me, glaring almost.

"I'm so sorry!" I sad, bending down to pick up my stuff. Once mine was in a pile, I started to gather his.

"Jerome, go get me some tissue or something, Mai Gawd" Mitch shouted to one of his friends, he scurried off and watched me pick up the items.

"Mitch, I-I-I'm sorry, it was an accident." I looked up at him as he towered over me.

"It's find just, agh. Watch were you're going" he mumbled. Holding his nose, he bent down and picked up a paper I must have missed. "Is this yours?" He questioned, holding the paper towards me. I froze, realizing that he had picked up a drawing I had done... Being artistic,

I needed a subject. And the subject for that one just happened to be him.

"Uh, yeah.." I said quietly and reached to grab it but he pulled it away, just as Jerome returned.

"Here Mitch" he said, handing him a wad of Kleenexes. Mitch mumbled thanks. I got up off the floor and bent down to pick up my books, the halls were practically empty, meaning the bell was about the ring.

"Hey are you alright?" Asked the guy next to Jerome. He had brown hair that had a sight curl. He also had on a beanie.

"Um, yeah" I replied and turned to Mitch, who was showing my art to his friends. We were the only ones in the hall, Mitch, Jerome, myself and the two other boys I didn't know. Mitch handed my drawing to Jerome just as the bell rang.

*RINGGGG*

The squeal traveled through the hall.

"Is that Mitch?" Jerome asked me, a look of questioning and knowing spread across his face. The boy with the blackish brown hair leaned over to the other guy and whispered "I didn't know she was a fan girl."

"What? What do you mean fan girl?" I asked, genuinely confused. Mitch sighed.

"Less juss scip Guys" Mitch tried to say through the tissues. The rest nodded in agreement." Asen grab boocs"

"What?" The boy with the brown hair said.

"Mah books"Mitch said taking the tissues off his nose "Jason please, can you grab them?" He grabbed Mitch's books and did a small hair flick, even though his Bennie kept his hair in place.

"She's coming with us and explaining this" Mitch held up the drawing of mine.

"Um, what if I don't?" I responded. I watched them look to Mitch.

"Well like..." He paused " I could make you famous?" It came out as a question, making me feel unsure.

"How?" I asked.

"You'll only find out if you come with me" he replied. I gave him a confused look but something in my head told me to go with him. Jerome cleared his throat and Mitch looked at him. "Oh, I mean us" he scratched his neck awkwardly.