All eyes locked onto Blaise as he confidently strides down the room and plops down into the empty seat next to mine. Every kid in class was still staring at him, including the "popular" people Ashley Carter and crew. Most of them had their chins drop to the ground at the sight of a bad boy choosing to sit next to a nobody like me. I felt embarrassed knowing that I had nothing to be embarrassed about. I dropped my head to face the floor. I could hear mocking whispers for Ashley.
" I see that Mr Shaw has finally joined us. Do you want to introduce yourself?" Mr Stevenson pointed to Blaise with a chalk in hand. It was obvious that it was a rhetorical question.
" I don't see the need, sir," Blaise answered with crossed arms across his chest.
Mr Stevenson look baffled by his reply. The class fell silent. " Very well, let's continue page 43..." he prattled on.
I felt my eyes tracing Blaise. He had biceps that bulged through his leather jacket. His eyes that shone confident looked bored. Who wouldn't? Learning fancy names for words wasn't the most interesting thing to do.
" Checking out these bad boys huh, Leslie?" Blaise flexed his arms.
I rolled my eyes. Cocky much?
" It's okay, Les. Girls love these," he said, kissing the muscles.
" Yeah, right," I couldn't say I was not impressed.
"You know, I could show you a few tricks on how I got them-" he was cut short by Mr Stevenson.
" Would you like to share something with the class, maybe your biceps, Mr Shaw?" he had that sarcasm teachers would use on students in his voice.
" I'm afraid the class might get blown away by my babies, no offense," Blaise answered with the same cocky attitude. The tension between their gazes held on until the bell rang.
" Dismissed!" Mr Stevenson said while storming out the door. Poor old man.
" Did you see him go?" Blaise said as he followed my small steps towards the next class.
" Can you stop following me?" I said, eyes on the floor. It felt weird to have a large presence next to me. And I didn't like the attention it was attracting.
" Hey Les! So-" Joey jogged up from behind. He gave Blaise a dirty look when he saw him. Blaise shot one back at him. " Sorry, I didn't see you were busy," Joey muttered under his breath before walking away.
" What's his problem?" Blaise asked.
" What's your problem?" I stood up for Joey. He just shrugged.
He followed me to the chemistry lab in silence. The glares that we got were unbearable, and the whispers followed were even worse.
" Who is she to be with him?"
" Why would a hot guy like him be beside a nobody like that?"
I felt my body tense up as the whispers continued in the lab. I sat at the last table at the back of the room. Normally I sit alone, but today Blaise placed his butt on the empty chair next to mine. Blaise shoots a hard look around the class and silence it instantly.
" Okay class," a teacher that is not the chemistry teacher barged in. Mrs Smith is not in school as she is sick. This will be a free study period." he was gone as soon as he was here.
Ugh. I hated free study periods. Most kids just fool around and make a ruckus. Loud noises tend to give me headaches. I pressed my temples.
" Someone looks pissed off," Blaise pointed at me.
I rolled my eyes. " Not the time Blaise."
" Are you asthma?" he asked, chin propped on his hands.
" Huh?"
" Cuz you take my breath away," he said with a smirk across his face. Cheesy pickup lines alert! He sounded like he was joking but there was a certain seriousness to it.
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