My Enemy Or My Lover?

Chapter 2

I watched my worst enemy walk towards me. I inspected him from afar, he changed so much from when I last saw him. Before he left, he didn't have any front teeth, he was short and kinda chubby, his hair was always a mess, and he was the ugliest kid, I've ever seen. On the inside and outside. Now that I see him, he's tall and well built, his chin looks like it was carved by a greek sculptor, his once hazel eyes shined more and called out trouble. His brown curls on his head looked so soft that I wanted to run my fingers though them. He just looked so...... tempting.

No Amber, what the fuck are you thinking. This is Jason Garcia your talking about. You fucking hate him. I told myself, as he got closer I looked at his face more and noticed how soft his lips look. I was pulled out my thoughts when I heard the seat next to me scrape against the floor.

I blinked several times to refocus my hate instead of drooling. When I looked at him I saw him smirking at me.

"Hey Nappy" he said, his voice sounded so deep and sexy. However since he called me Nappy, I wanted to punch him instead of tackling him down and having my way with him.

Nappy was the childhood nickname he gave since I always let my hair be curly instead of straightening it. Back then, before he left, after he called me nappy he would pull my hair, or he would put his hand in my hair and make it seem that his hand was stuck so more kids would call me Nappy.

I glared at him and continued to doodle in my notebook, ignoring his stare burn holes in the side of my head.

I tried to ignore him as much as possible but it was impossible to since he pulled my notebook away, causing a line go straight across the doodle I was drawing.

I glared at him and he gave me another sly smirk "come on Nappy, didn't you miss me?" He said cockily. I gave him another glare and tried to reach for my notebook which he pulled it out of my reach.

"Garcia, gimmie my notebook" I growled out through my gritted teeth.

Next thing I knew I saw one of his hands grab my wrists and put them down. My god were his hands big, and soft, and.....wait get back to the topic on hand Amber, get your notebook.

I looked back at him and I saw him drawing in my notebook, "who told you that you can draw in MY notebook" I said putting emphasis on my. Hopefully he has some respect to stop using peoples stuff without asking.

"Hold on Nappy, I'm just drawing something" he said. I tried to pull my hands away from his but he held his grip.

Damn it why does he have to be so strong, I thought to myself and tried to pull my hands away more, but no luck came out of it.

I sighed and looked towards Mr. Henry and paid attention to the syllabus he was going over.

I looked over to Jason again and saw him still drawing in my notebook. I stared for about a minute or two and then became curious of what he was drawing.

I leaned over a little bit to see, but I didnt catch a glimpse before he covered it with his huge hand, "hey no peeking you'll see it soon" he said. I glared at him and he gave me a wink.

After 20 more minutes, the bell finally rung. At that moment Jasom let go of my wrists, I quickly pulled my hands away and started to rub my wrists to let my blood circulate.

I looked over at him and he closed my notebook and winked at me, he placed my notebook on the desk and grabbed his bookbag and got up. "See you tomorrow Nappy" he said and left. I grabbed my notebook and opened up the page he was drawing on.

I think at that moment my face was as red as it could ever be as he drew a picture of us...having.....I dont even want to say it since it was so inappropriate. The worst part was that it looked so realistic that Jack from titanic would be jealous.

I shook my head and closed my notebook, got up, and headed out my class.

At lunch I sat at the table that me, Dakota, and Megan sat at for the past 4 years. Soon after I put my stuff down, they came at the same time and saw how horrible I looked.

"Woah who hit you with the depression stick?" Megan asked and sat down across from me, Dakota sitting right next to her.

"Jason Garcia" I said and their eyes widened. Dakota leaned over the lunch table "THE Jason Garcia? The one who went to military school Jason Garcia? The one wh-" I looked over at her and gave her a glare "so I'm taking that as a yes" she said and I sighed and put my head on the table and groaned. "I just wanted a easy senior year" I said and Megan patted my back "awe it cant be so bad" she said and I shook my head "no it is" I replied.

I lifted my head up and looked over at the entrance of the cafeteria where the devil himself walked in. Megan and Dakota both looked over and saw exactly what I saw when I first saw him. It was written all over their faces.

Dakota opened her mouth and said "god damn I want to see what's under that shirt" and Megan glared at her. Dakota gave her a smirk "like you wouldn't Megan" she said and Megan blushed and bit her lip, "Well....." Megan said. "Guys really?" I said and they looked over at me.