Broken

Chapter VIII

LEVI'S POV

I push Maddy off my lap and pull my phone out my baķck pocket. It's 3 minutes till registration and Levi still isn't here. I am about to get up when he walks in with none other then Cherise. I nod my head at him and he returns the gesture, but he doesn't come and sit in his usul space next to me. He walks past me and sits in the back row on the other side of the classroom.

I turn my attention away from them and return to face Maddy. She was looking at them as well, I pull her back onto my lap and start kissing her as a distraction. Jay-P must be whipped. Good thing I am not like that. I just want him to be careful I say to myself. I hope he knows what he is doing.

CHERISE'S POV

Since Jay-Pharell's confession yesterday, I had a lot to think about and a lot to ask him but I knew better than to overload him with questions about such a personal topic. I was happy he had shared it with me, and I was happy that I had shared my past with him as well. Even though we had only held a conversation with each other once I just felt safe with him. I honestly trusted him.

He had texted me that morning asking if I wanted a lift, of course I happily obliged. Since I hadn't had any breakfast at all (Darion finished the milk) Jay stopped by Starbucks and bought me breakfast. He was so sweet.

We arrived to class just in time and to my surprise he came and sat next to me. It was allowed seeing as we could change seats as often as we wanted. It was just unexpected. We spoke quietly to one another as our form tutor took the register.

After registration he walked me to Spanish since we had language classes on the same floor.

"If you come out first can you wait." he asked me shyly. I gave him a smile and nodded my head.

"I'll wait if you do," I answer his question. He returns my smile and I watch as the dimple appears on his right cheek. I wrap my arms around his neck and rise on my toes as high as I can. He lets out a low chuckle when I come up short. Lowering his head the rest of the way down he meets me and kisses me gently.

I pull away first and he rests his forehead against mine. I look into his eyes and watch as his eyelashes flutter. I love his eyelashes so much, they are long but still manly. Just how I love them. I unwrap my hands from his neck and he places a kiss the top of my head before he pulls away from me completely.

He steps past me and pushes the door open for me . I beam at him before stepping through the opened door. I watch him through the glass pane as he walks across the corridor to his French lesson.

I commend him for his choice of outfit today. As the weather was a bit colder we both had on yellow sweatshirts and black skinny jeans matched with premium 6 timberlands. I swear to you this was not planned at all. Of course when picked me up this morning I had my mum take about a hundred pictures of us using Jay's car as a backdrop.

I turn my attention to the classroom and find there is a different person sitting next to me. I give her a welcoming smile only to have her throw a glare at me.

"Be careful around Jay-Pharell, he is not who you think he is. He will hurt you. In short just stay away from him." she warns me quietly still throwing daggers at me with her eyes. She straightens up as the teacher enters the room and throws me a simpering smile.

She turns away from me and starts getting her things out her bag. I glance at the name on her book as she throws it down on the table. Tanya. I frown trying t remember where I had heard her name from. I make a mental note to ask Jay who the fuck she is and what the fuck her problem is with me.

I tune her out and just focus on the lesson I will not let her bitchy attitude to me affect my learning. I hear her getting irritated at the worksheet and take a sly peak at her work. She pretty much has all of them wrong except the example the teacher showed us on the board.