The bell had just rung, meaning we were late to bio. "Fuck Amber, Mr. P is gonna kill us, and as if it wasn't already bad that we probably failed his class." Lexi said as she began to jog to class, with me waking behind her. I knew that if I was late, I could take my time because I'd still be late anyway, I just wasn't too happy about the detention I'd get after school today for being late.As I walked into the class a minute after Lexi, everyone's eyes were fixated on me. I looked around to everyone and said "what," in a cold and harsh tone. Everyone turned back to the board where they were copying down notes, as I took a seat. "Ms. Scott, do you have a reason for your late appearance?" Mr. P asked me in annoyed tone. It's like this guy had a stick shoved up his ass or something.
"Ya, I was busy." I replied.
"Ok. Do you have a pink slip for that?" I rolled my eyes at his idiotic question.
"Does it look like I have one?" I laughed as I slightly screamed ' look ' to emphasize the word.
"Get out, your getting a detention after school for being late, and another for giving me attitude." He raised his voice pointing at the door, still sitting in his chair behind his desk.
"Better than being in this class," I laughed as I walked out of the class not giving two fucks about Mr. P and his stupid ass lesson. I walked down the hallway typing away at my phone to open my unread messages. As I was about to open Lexi's message, I tripped over something, ready to fall on my face, until a set of hands placed themselves onto my hips keeping me up. I turned my head around so fast I was surprised I didn't get whiplash. "You again?" I asked the boy I saw about 20 minutes earlier who I'd accidentally walked into.
"You could of just said thank you," he laughed as he took his hands off me and I turned to face him.
I sighed, "could of, but I didn't."
"Damn, you're feisty, haven't you ever been taught your manners." He came closer to me and I could feel his breath on my neck. He was so tall he towered over me.
"Fuck you." I hissed at him.
"I will," he winked.
I stepped back from him and my brows shot up at him. "You wish."
"I will, just watch me." He took a step closer to me again and put a loose strand of my hair behind my ear. "Going to my party next week?"
"Which?"
"Only the biggest party of the year, my annual Halloween party, everyone gets hammered, girls dress up like sluts, guys dress up ready to fuck em-."
"Who said I'll come?" I cut him off. "Last I checked, I don't even know you."
"Well, if you have a life, you'll show, and the one and only Hunter Hayes."
"Oh, so you're the Hunter Hayes who's slept with every girl in this school?"
"Well, ya. No girl can resist me, and I'm quarterback of the school football team so that helps. And who are you again?"
"Amber Scott."
"Oh shit," he bit his bottom lip before continuing, "so you're the Amber Scott. Once an angel, now a freak in the sheets." I slapped his chest at his asshole remark.
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.
He stepped closer to me and placed his hands on my hips. His lips were right next to my ear as he whispered "Roll your eyes again at me and I'll fuck you so hard your eyes are gonna stay rolled back." I turned my head opposite direction of his and let out a small laugh. Before he could come closer to me, I pulled myself out of his grip and walked away. I looked at him and he just stood there with his face in shock. I must have been the fist girl to break through his charms. I thought to myself.
"So are you coming?" He asked leaning against the wall.
"We'll see." I smiled and continued to walk away from him back to my class.
***
When the bell rang, I waited outside the class for Lexi to come out, but before I could Mr. P told me he wanted to see me in his class.
"Um why'd you call me?" I asked as I walked into the now empty class.
"What happened to you Amber?" He shook his head in disappointment.
"What do you mean?" I raised my eyebrow questioning his words.
"I mean that last year, before you were a freshman, you were one of the best students. I saw your grades for your past school, and you were amazing. Top of your classes in everything. So my question is, what happened?"
"I don't know." I shrugged my shoulders.
"Amber, what I think, is that you stopped caring. Your grades are terrible," the handed me my bio test that I didn't study for or cheated on. I looked at the paper and I had gotten an D on it. "Do better next time or I'm going to have to fail you." I nodded my head and walked out the class. Fuck bio, I don't need it in life. I thought to myself.
I still had two periods left for the day, and I really didn't want to stay, so I decided to ditch school and go to my favourite place when I was stressed or something bad happened. I started to walk down the street until I heard someone say something causing me to look back. "Where are you going Ms. Amber Scott." Hunter shouted, and I decided to walk back to him.
"Ditching." I replied with a smile imbedded in my face.
"Where?" He got into his motorcycle and was about to put his helmet on.
"The mountains, why."
"Get on." He handed me a spare helmet and I took it. I walked closer to the bike and put my legs over it. "Grab on." He shouted and I did what he said.
We drove to the mountains as I gave him directions. It was about a 20 minute drive, and once we got there, he parked his bike behind a rock since the mountain we were on was a slant. I ran over to the grass and sat down, looking at the beautiful city. It wasn't late yet, it was about 2pm, but everything still looked beautiful. Hunter came and sat down beside me. He looked over the city and started to admire it as well. It started to get a bit colder, and goosebumps appeared on my arms. I started to rub my arms. Hunter began to take off his leather jacket. "Here, take my jacket," he said before placing it on my bare shoulders. "Thanks." I smiled at him. "Let's go, it's getting cold. We'll go get ice cream." He got up and dusted the dirt off his pants and then extended his arm out to help me get up. "Why thank you my kind sir." I bowed down as got up. "You're welcome m' lady." He laughed causing me to laugh as well. I put on his jacket properly, and we got onto his motorcycle.
We arrived at the ice cream shop about 20minutes later. Hunter had ordered strawberries Sunday, and I had gotten chocolate hazelnut. I had offered to pay, but Hunter shot down my offer and paid for the both of ours. We got our seats outside and started to eat our delicious ice cream. "Thanks," I smiled at him as he nodded his head.
"Not a problem." His eyes flickered up at me from his miniature spoon.We sat there for quite a while until it started getting really late, so we headed home. As sat in the back of Hunter motorcycle, I realized we weren't going to my home. "Hunter, you missed the exit to my house." I shouted so he could hear me.
"We're going to my house babe. Any problems with that?" I could tell he was smiling right now, the way he always did.
"Hunter, we have school tomorrow, what am I going to wear?" I whined.
"You can borrow some of my clothes to sleep in, and tomorrow, just text your friend to drop you off some clothes."
"Hunter." I whined extending the errr.
"It's too late to go anywhere anyways, and we're already home." He said as he stopped his motorcycle. I got off the motorcycle and started walking in the middle of his driveway. "Where you going cutie?" He asked me as he raised an eyebrow.
"I'm staying here until you drive me home." I replied setting my ground.
"Come here baby." He pouted his lips. "It's not like I'm going to fuck you, unless you want me to?" I turned my head to see him wink at me. He quickly ran over to me and threw me over his shoulder. I punched his back, which was where I was facing, and he began to chuckle. I stopped bothering and just let him take me.A/N
(Pic of Hunter eating ice cream.)
Hah, I sprained my ankle and it hurts like hell all cause I was skipping rocks on concrete. Share this chapter if you liked it, don't forget to favourite and comment. I also have another book called "My Brother's Best Friend."
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