Chapter One: Not chasing you
I shifted on my feet nervously as I stared down at the paper in my hand feeling the laughing eyes of my classmates taking in my every facet as I cleared my throat nervously.
I fucking hate oral reports.
"Ms. Hastings you know it would help us all out very much in hearing you if you actually spoke." Mrs. Brookes spoke in her snobby know-it-all tone I swear on my last day of school I'm kicking that bitch in her balls that she must have considering the women looks straight up like a man from her bushy nose hairs all the way down to her hairy muscular calves.
Thank god it's senior year, and I'll never have to see any of these teachers again in 8 months.
Yeah I was already counting.
"Ms. Hastings." The he/she called out, and I was snapped out of my thoughts.
Quickly I read the five paragraphs on whether or not students should get money for going to school.
I had of course chosen that they should.
Once I finished speaking I asked if I could go to the restroom, and surprisingly she nodded opening the gateway for my quick escape from the classroom to a place I felt a little more freedom.
The halls were eerily silent as I walked down them heading no where in particular. I wandered these halls often, so often it was only the third week of this new school year, and I had long since used up all of my free passes, and of course the dumb ass teachers never checked, but hey I'm not complaining.
I was halfway into the girls bathroom when I rammed into a hard frame knocking myself off balance.
"What the fuck?" I yelled up at the tall figure that continued to face the other direction.
The person was obviously of the male gender judging by the shape of the figures body, and the thick, short brown hair.
It was then I heard the sound of a girl moaning, and prayed that I had only walked in on a heavy make-out session.
Luckily the girls head came into view as she began to trail kisses down the guys throat.
I cleared my throat hoping they would stop, but when they didn't notice I lost all patience.
"Hey assholes, uhm do you think you could go eat your faces somewhere else?" I yelled rolling my eyes as they both turned to face me mixed emotions covering their faces.
I immediately recognized them as the schools whore and all-american player, Jenna St. Vincent and Axel Knight.
It would be my luck.
"No, actually I think you can leave you little bitch now go ahead, and walk out of here like a good little doggie with your tail between your legs." Jenna spoke crudely as she sneered at me clearly angered by my disruption and presence.
I rolled my eyes as I took a step towards her, and opened my mouth to tell her off only to get cut off.
"Jenna go." Axel spoke staring at me in amusement with his signature smirk still in place.
"But-"
"Go." He intterupted her speaking in a ruff tone, and she walked past me bumping my shoulder seemingly hurt by his harsh tone.
I ignored the way Axel looked at me as he stepped past me, and it felt as if his hazel eyes could see right through me. It felt as if for the first time in a long time someone was really looking at me.
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Romance"Are you gonna ask me what I know you want to ask me?" "Jesus, your conceited." She laughed, and I smirked shrugging. "The names Axel, not Jesus." I watched as she blushed most likely remembering the last time I had said that to her. "You really are...