Walking to school thinking about them made me already swarm with butterflies.
The school bad boys, Sweetpea and Fangs, there they were like everyday, sitting on the bench outside Riverdale High waiting for the fellow serpents. I've learned that they get here early because they both hate traffic and want alone time. I don't think they even know who I am.
I must've stared to long because Sweetpea looked up causing me to run past them and into the school. I past by a teacher and gave them a small smile before running again.
By the time I got to my locker I was out of breath and panting hard. I leaned on the locker for support and jumped do to the bruise on my arm.
My father gets slightly angry sometimes and takes it out on me. I've grown used to it and gotten pretty good at hiding the bruises . Of course I hate it and I wished he would change but he won't so it's just what it is.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a deep voice behind me that I would know anywhere.
"You okay there?" Sweetpea.
I slowly turned around with my head down before mumbling a yes and shaking my head up and down.
I gave myself a mental slap for being so awkward.
I stood there for what felt like hours staring at my feet. He didn't say anything else so I assumed he was gone. I looked up to check only to be met by his eyes, wow he had beautiful eyes, before I started to stare I quickly looked down to start to leave.
"Is your arm okay?" He spoke again
I shook my head up and down again.
"Can I see?"
This question sent me into a state of panic which then caused me to slightly yell a no and start backing up.
"Veronica, right?" oh my god he knows my name
"Yes, it's Veronica." I answered looking up again.
"You can trust me I won't tell anyone."
I thought about for a second. What if he did tell someone? No he wouldn't do that, would he? Can I actually trust him? No, I can't trust anyone.
"Please, let me see?" he spoke again staring into my eyes.
I slowly started to move my hand up to my sleeve of my blouse, him watching my every movement.
All the sudden people were all around us yelling and jumping on Sweetpea, Serpents were here.
I brought my arm back to my side and cowered down. They make to much noise.
Looking at Sweetpea he was still staring at me as his friends tried to drag him away.
Making the realization that he wasn't going to move and nether were the Serpents I quickly picked up my books and scurried down the hall to my classroom.
After a lifetime school was finally over. I managed to avoid Sweetpea and Fangs all day, although in class and at lunch I would occasionally catch them staring at me.
