He Likes Me (BoyxBoy) ON HOLD

Chapter 3

Sylas POV

Pop!

I was fuming. If another piece of paper hit the back of my head, somebody was dying today. I've been in detention all of five minutes and I've already lost count of how many pieces of paper have hit me.

l watched as Mr. Sims walked to the door before turning around and giving us a stern look.

"No talking." He said

I rolled my eyes. Like he can hear us if we do. Besides its not like we're going to listen to him anyway. I took this as my opportunity to give this cafeteria dude a piece of my mind. I turned around slowly.

"Dude what's your problem?" I growled

He smirked "Are you angry? " He asked in a deep voice

"You damn right I am."

"Good. Angry boys are hot."

I gasped at him. Did this mean he was gay?

I frowned "Are you gay?" I asked

"Bi." He said smirking

Ugh!

I turned back around and laid my head down. Pop! Another piece of paper hit my head. That's it!

"Dude, what the fuck?" I barked

"I'm trying to get your attention." He said casually

I huffed "Well you've got it."

He smirked "What's your name?"

I stared at him in disbelief. "My name? Your fucking kidding me right?"

"Nope" He said popping the p

I was about to respond when Mr. Sims voice boom in the the empty classroom "MR. JACKSON ARE YOU TALKING DURING DETENTION!?"

"Of course not sir because I just know you would be disappointed in me." I said sarcastically

The cafeteria dude chuckled and Mr. Sims glared at him.

"I'm glad you find this funny Mr. Thomas. Would you both like another detention?" Mr. Sims asked

"No sir." The cafeteria dude said

Mr. Sims gave us one more glare before walking back to his desk that was face towards the board which meant he had his back to us.

Pop! OH MY GOD! I turned around to glare at the cafeteria dude but stop when I read the note he was holding up.

I looked down at the paper that was at my feet and picked it up. I open it and read it.

"My name is Trent. I like you and find you interesting. I know that you like me to. Plus, I think you're incredibly sexy. So how about we become an item?"

I re-read the note about five times before I looked up at Trent. He was smirking like somebody who had just won the lottery or something.

I turned back and scribbled "No thanks, I don't swing that way." down and threw the note back at him.

I watch as he read it, then frowned.

I smirked. That should make him leave me alone.

I looked at my watch. Ten more minutes. I put my head back down on my desk.

Pop! No no no no! I kept my head down pretending I didn't feel it.

Pop! I stayed still.

Pop! Pop! Pop! Dammit! I jumped up and knocked my desk over in the process. Oh well.

"KNOCK IT OFF!" I barked

Mr. Sims looked startled for a moment before getting up from his desk and marching over to us.

"What's going on over here?" He demanded

"Tre-" I started

"Sorry Mr. Sims I made a mistake and kicked his desk." Trent cut me off

"One more thing out of you two and you'll have detention tomorrow too." He said walking off.

I looked back at Trent and he smirked.

"Do you ever not smile?" I asked

"I cant help but smile when I'm in the presence of a beautiful boy." He said grinning

I huffed "I'm a dude and dudes are not beautiful."

He smirked "Whatever. So when do you wanna go out?" He asked

"Did you not read the note. I don't swing that way." I said roughly

He chuckled and leaned closer to my face, his minty breath teasing my nostrils "And replied that I didn't care because when I get through with you, you will definitely swing that way." He said huskily making me shiver

I gulped, turned on my heels and went back to my seat, ignoring him for the rest of detention. When Mr. Sims mini bell rung, I rushed out of the class. I was half way down the hall before I was slammed into a row of lockers.

"What the fuck!" I shouted

"I love your dirty mouth." Trent breathed