The Mess You Made..

2: Date

He came closer and dropped his bag just infront of me to lean by my side and smirked, "Hey.."

"Came to gloat?" I look away from his stare, as his smirk grows to a big grin.

He doesn't speak much and mostly two-three words are what I have ever heard from Keith Verner on our weekly conversations this past two years.

"Your genius idea made me visit Principal Fitzgerald for the third time this month" I picked up my bag that was lying just beside the backpack he had thrown over the floor, "And Mrs. Meyers didn't really like the idea of enjoying the beauty you send her way. Next time, try to put your signature underneath so that your masterpieces get the credit they deserve!"

"Masterpiece?" His cocky head shot- up at my remark.

I roll my eyes at him as he picks his backpack and follows me as I start walking out.
"Do I need to ask what are you doing till now in school? Most of the time you are already out before the lunch break is over"

"Detention" He replies in one word as the smirk lingers on his lips.

"Way to go, Verner!" I say non-chalantly and walk out of the corridor. I look over my shoulder and I see him walking behind me, following me while he assesses me from top to bottom, "Are you checking me out?"
I turn around and question him annyoingly.

"Nothing I haven't seen before" Keith's brown eyes glint as he smirk at my direction checking me upfront as meticulously as he was checking me from behind.

"You are gross!" I turn around again to walk ahead. He still keeps walking behind me and I sense something is up with him.

"What?!" I turn around to ask but he seems to be taken by surprise at my sudden question.

"What?" He repeats.

"I mean what do you want?" I ask again clearing his doubt.

"Nothing.. Umm, where is that girlfriend of yours?"

I squint my eyes and stare back at him, "Who? Kate?"

"Yeah.. Kate" He pulls out a big grin as he recognises the name.

"What do you want with her?" I ask in alarm as suspicion grows within me.

He shrugs casually, "Nothing.."

"You better stay away from my friend, Verner!" I warn him as he lazily strolls towards me.

"Else what?" His brown eyes flashes of something I haven't seen before. To be honest, this is the most he has spoken to me in a single meeting. He has a scent I cannot put into words, but it's intoxicating..strangely in a good way.. in a knock-you-out-of-your-senses way..

"Else I will.. I.." Crap!
He is too close for me to make me form perfect full sentences. I have never faced such kind of situations before other than when I fumble a lot in Mr. Reed's classes.

He chuckles softly as he moves his hand through those long black hair and stares at me, "I have time, get back to me with a nice comeback!"

"Jerk!" I say as nothing else comes out, "Why don't you leave us be? Don't include my friends in your stupid games"

Seems my warning ticked him off as his look change to rage for a bit and he steps back. Staring at me he sighs with irritation and looks away. "Your friend's hot and I like a little game.. in your words" He looks back at me again. His face bearing the perfect smirk he probably has mastered for all this years.

"What do you want with Kate?" I ask again since the first time around I didn't get any response.

He laughs a little but ignores and walks away, "See you at the pool-party, Preston"
He walks past me with the same cockiness in his voice that I have heard my entire life. Did I mention, I knew him since kindergarten?