Jessica Thompson as That Girl

V. Have a Good Day

Jessica's POV:

"I thought maybe you don't hate me anymore."

I smirk, "Maybe I still do."

"Then why did you asked for an extension for me on our math homework?"

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. "You should really stop staring at every girl passing by."

He shook his head, "You're changing the subject." He gave me his signature smirk, leaning closer to my face. "Why did you help me?" He whispered.

I can smell his minty breath which was quite exhilarating. "I felt bad for ruining your homework," I shrugged casually, checking out my shoes that were bending oddly.

His mouth forms an o shape, and he nodded. "I see. Do you still hate me?"

I shook my head, "Nah."

He grinned widely, "Okay."

I scratched the side of my head, "All right."

"Cool."

"Awesome."

"Fantastic."

"All right, I'm done, bye," I turn around only to be stopped by him. He twisted me back towards him, both hands on my shoulders.

"If you're going to help, then help all the way," he said almost a bit too quickly.

I lifted a brow.

"Help me with my math homework."

"No."

"Come on, be nice."

"That's where you're wrong," I pinched his wrist, causing him to release me. "I'm not nice."

I don't consider myself a bad person, but I don't consider myself someone who is nice. I am a person who fades in the background, not heroic or villainous, and I prefer to keep it that way.

"Then do it for a bro." He patted his firm chest twice, looking completely serious.

I placed two fingers in the air, "Again, wrong; you're not my bro."

"For an old friend," his large dewy blue eyes were gleaming in the artificial lights as his lower lips form into a pout.

I released a hazy breath, trying not to fall for his charms, but the boy is oy - oh so wow. "Okay."

He smiled, eyes crinkling playfully. "Great, I'll see you tonight at seven at my house," he spoke speedily, almost as if he is afraid I'll change my mind.

"But, we can do it at my hou-" before I can finish, he was gone.

Releasing a deep breath, I turned my body to see none other than Jax leaning not too far from me. He had his usual crew around him, with two girls linking on both sides. With a cunning style, his lips curled upward into a smirked. My eyes narrow, once again reading his lips.

I couldn't read it.

He rolled his eyes and mouthed me the words again.

I shook my head.

He released a deep breath and mouthed it more intensely, pointing a finger down.

I shrugged.

Jax threw the two girls away from him and walked towards me while everyone made ways. He stood in front of me, causing the halls to silence. "I said your shoelace is untied," he practically shouted and released a grunting sound. I looked down to see my shoelace sitting under my other shoe, potentially tripping me later