Wicked Games (book one)

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song for chapter:
how she walk - thegrimlynn
| look at how she walk when she walk to me,
look at how she talk when she talk to me,
you think she fucking with you,
but she fuck with me |
(highly recommend + put on repeat)

jaylee's pov
tuesday

my fingers twisted the black lock, putting the numbers of my combination into my locker. the lock clicked, fully opening as I pulled the door towards me.

I grabbed onto the large orange text book, preparing for how boring my last period class is going to be.

after putting it into my arms, my fingers grabbed onto a piece of gum from a small green package; mint flavored.

I unwrapped the small paper, then crumbling it into a ball as I placed the piece of gum onto my tongue, closing my mouth as I began chewing.

my hand gripped onto the cold metal locker which felt like ice as I quickly slammed it shut.

I turned in a half circle, now facing my back towards the locker. my eyes noticed sammy at his locker, with more people than usual.

my jaw clenched out of nervousness mixed with annoyance as I took a deep breath in, feeling myself tense just by looking at him.

there is absolutely no part of me that wants to have to deal with him, especially not now.

if I don't tell him I got my phone back, then maybe he won't bother me over the phone, only in person which is better than both in person and over the phone.

I exhaled my breath as I turned around, walking the opposite direction of him so I wouldn't have to deal with the anxiety that fills my body every time I talk to the kid.

I pushed past multiple people, turning my head back to see if there was any chance he saw me-he didn't.

as I turned back around, my body hit against another body, a masculine one. I swear it felt as if the air got knocked out of me for a couple of seconds.

my eyes raised to ethan as a smooth grin formed onto his lips as his arms crossed intimidatingly. I turned my attention onto the other five or six guys behind him, not seeing grayson or froy.

It almost seemed like he bumped into me intentionally.

my face stayed serious, pretending to look pissed at him. "watch where you're going." I told him harshly, keeping my eyebrows narrowed.

his eyebrows raised as he tilted his head slightly, widening his eyes, almost as if he were saying
'oh really?' without actually saying it.

trying my best to stay serious, a small smile broke out onto my lips not being able to hold it in. a light laugh escaped my mouth as I looked down.

"that's what I thought." he laughed softly as a smile spread across his lips. his warm hand gently held onto my wrist, then slid down to my palm, intertwining our fingers.

shit, that gave me hardcore butterflies and he hardly even did anything.

he pulled me away from the guys he was originally standing with, not even bothering to say bye to them which honestly surprised me.