Why me?

||chapter 5||

Autumn's P.O.V.

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I stare at Nash with wide eyes.

"You mean to tell me , that your friends with the jackass?"

"Well if that's your little nickname for him, then yeah. How do you know him?"

"My friend's boyfriend is friends with him." I look away not wanting to tell the whole truth.

"Autumn, you know if we're gonna be best friends you have to trust me right?" I nod, turning to look at him.

"Then tell me the truth." I gulp and look down to my fingers on my lap.

"Well on my first day of college , he called me a bitch for accidentally bumping into him and he called me ugly in front of the whole class." I say slowly.

"You know your beautiful right?" I avoid his gaze. I feel his hand under my chin as he turns my face to face him.

"Your beautiful . Don't ever forget that." he says softly as he pulls his hand away and pulls me in for an awkward hug. What? It's hard to hug when your sitting on a bench side by side. I pull away and give Nash a smile.

"Thanks for listening to my life story." I chuckle.

"Anytime best friend ."

I smile and look at the time.

"Well I have to get to class." I get up.

"Yeah, me too."

He stands up to and we give each other a hug. He smells really good.

We pull apart and I walk over to my car.

When I get to the building, I go to a small cafe and grab a blueberry muffin.

I walk to my class and take a seat in the back of the room next to a window.

Five minutes later the class fills up the empty chairs. It seems like everyone is avoiding the chair next to me. Weird.

In strolls in a young teacher in his early 20's.

"Good morning class."

The class erupts with quiet 'good mornings'.

"I'm John, yes that is my first name. I'd prefer to be called by it instead of Mr. Roberts."

"I'm not going to be a boring teacher and go on and on about what were going to learn this semester. You can quietly chat amongst each other."

The class begins to chat and I just start doodling in my notebook.

A few minutes later the door opens and the class grows silent. I look up from my notebook to see the new familiar blue eyes.

"Can I help you?" John asks

"I'm Nash Grier , I got a little lost sorry." he says . I can immediately tell he is lying.

"Well there is only one seat left I think." Nash's eyes roam around the room , soon finding my eyes. He sends me his award winning smile. I have to admit , that Nash is definitely not ugly.

Nash nods and walks over to the seat next to me. The class slowly starts talking again and soon the class becomes as loud as it was before.

"Hey." Nash smiles.

"Hey." I return a smile.

"I didn't know you had this class."

"Me either." I laugh.

"So , after class would you like to get some lunch?" he asks blushing as if embarrassed to ask.

"I would love to , but I have another class after this."

"Ditch?"

I think for a second. Why not it's not like I haven't done it before.

"I guess I can ditch. Where are we gonna go?"

"I was thinking this small breakfast diner I know, it's about 30 minutes away but it's worth it." His eyes light up as he talks to me.

"Sounds like a plan."

We continue talking about stupid things, until the John's alarm goes off.