Chapter three: Why are girls such bitches? (Part I)

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As I walked to English class with Jackson in tow we walked in silence none of us daring to speak-it was abit awkward and i didn't really know what to talk about I mean I would probably bore him to death talking about Shakespeare -yet again my thoughts were interrupted

"So how's life?" He said one hand in his pant pocket and the other rubbing his neck, his eyes looking at mine.

"It's been good...um-"

"Do you uh, like Shakespeare?-oh um sorry I-"

I looked at him wide eyed, who would have known... It's hard to find attractive and intelligent guys these days.

I laughed and said " of course I do! I LOVE Shakespeare especially Romeo and Juliet I know it's a bit cliché but its a timeless classic filled with pure romance and tragedy, it's just um something I find really interesting..."

The moment I looked over to him he was now wide eyed and staring at me.

crap, he probably just blurted that out to fill in the awkwardness and there I was rambling on; I guess I was just excited that maybe someone attractive at this school could also be intelligent.

I face palmed myself "ugh, Im so sorry I-I um guess I rambled on too much. I tend to do that alot and I end up boring some people around me..." I said apologetically but its weird why should I apologize for being me, i keep contradicting myself ugh look at what these boys are doing to me! and I've only known them for what?2 days?

Jackson bursted out laughing once we reached the classroom. everyone stared at us, "um what exactly was funny..." I said feeling embarrassed and alittle insecure.

"You....are......interesting...." he said between chuckles.

"Me interesting?" I retorted, I never thought that I was interesting. I always thought of myself as somewhat...bland.

"The way you treat your passion as something your embarrassed about is funny, especially when it's something as cute as literature. You're interesting," he came up closer to me, I blushed at the sudden act

"in a good way, don't worry you're far from bland." he finished off with a goofy but sexy half smirk.

this boy really is something else....

I looked at him astonished "h-how did you know I thought that?"

"It's just simple psychology" he said, as if it was such an obvious answer.

all I could do was laugh, he-well that was completely unexpected.

"no one of your caliber has ever said that to me, ever. thank you" I said smiling happily knowing that I didnt have to hide my interests around him.

"its no problem" he said shrugging his shoulders

"ok you two, it would be nice if you didn't block the doorway." a man's voice said

we both turned toward the man and said sorry before scurrying to our seats- which, by the way were next to each other. Once we sat down we started talking about Shakespeare and Charles Dickens two famous writers from different era's.

I never thought that he could be quite nice and knowledgeable not to mention attractive. what more could you ask for?

Jason's P.O.V

I sat in my biology class trying to listen to the teacher in front of me talking about the human brain, but all I could think about was Candice. I wonder what shes doing right now...probably falling for my brother. yea alot of girls that I tend to like end up liking my brother instead, maybe its because hes the much more outgoing twin.

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