Remember Me

2

I walked into my fifth block with a scowl on my face, feeling my shoulders slump over involuntarily.

History.

Lunch was good. I met a few of Hess's friends, but they didn't seem like real, close friends. They seemed like they were just generic people that sat there.

Except for Eli. He seemed to brighten my mood a bit. He had chocolate brown eyes and curly hair, and he seemed kind of hyper.

At the same time...

I. Just. Want. To. Go. Home.

I lazily walked to an empty desk in the back, sitting down and throwing my head onto the desk and shutting my eyes.

Someone sat next to me. Someone sat in front of me.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked up.

Two boys with oddly suspicious, gleaming eyes look at me. The one next to me has blond hair and blue eyes. The one in front of me has darker skin, dark hair and dark eyes. They're equally attractive.

The one next to me, the blond, looks at me with a wide, weird smirk. "Hey," he says, raising his eyebrow.

Before I can react, the boy in front of me audibly and visibly reacts. With a long sigh, he hits the other boy's arm. "Dude, that was the creepiest 'hey' I've ever heard anyone say. We're not here to manipulate her."

I can only look between the two as they banter.

"Are you kidding? You suggested we come up to her and ask her how her day was. This isn't the nineteen-fifties, Jordan. Men aren't that polite anymore."

'Jordan' shuts his eyes and rubs his temples. "Asking how her day was was obviously the more casual approach."

"Shut up, man."

"Shut the fuck up, bro."

At this point, I considered standing up and finding a new seat. I couldn't help but crack up, though. I burst out laughing at them.

I mean, really? Neither of those options are very smooth.

They look at me again, and it was as if their minds cleared. "Your name, what is it?" the blond asks.

"Ivy. Who are you guys?"

"I'm Hunter," the blond smirks. "That's Jordan. We're Reece's friends."

As his words dawned on me and I practically felt my heart fall out of my ass, that's when I thought: I never wrote a will.

I just look at them, not sure how to react. "Oh?"

"The asshat thing was hilarious. No girl or guy would've ever called him that," Jordan chuckles.

"Why not?"

It takes a while for him to answer. "Reece is complicated. That's all there is to it."

Wow. Complicated bad boy? Is this a 2010 teen film?

"And he's not always a complete asshat. You just have to get to know him," Hunter says.

I purse my lips and raise my eyebrows. "I'm good."

Jordan shrugs. "Have it your way. It's just, tomorrow, he'll be sitting with us."

My heart dropped. "What?"

Hunter, his famous smirk on his face, excitedly says, "He's in this class. He just went home to clean up."

I rolled my eyes. Great. Fantastic. Rock bottom? Who's she? Apparently I hadn't hit her yet.