[edited: 09 jan 2020]
e m i l a
i woke up, dreading, to the familiar sound of my alarm clock, not wanting to get out of bed. i stayed in for a while just staring at the ceiling contemplating the idea of going to school.
the thoughts of it being friday helped convince me to hop out of bed. i then took a shower, got ready, ate breakfast.
"bye mom. bye dad." i said before heading to school.
i take a seat in my first period, english, patiently waiting for my teacher to come in since it was already 5 minutes into class time.
everyone else seemed to be very excited. some girl bet $30 that there would be a sub today. i wanted to tell her mrs rodger, our english teacher might be late but i keep it to myself.
the doorknob turned, i expected the teacher to walk in but there was my seatmate, grayson dolan. see, he has a beautiful face, hazel eyes, plump pink lips, and messy hair slipping around freely, a figure to die for.
only if he acted a little better.
he used to always slap my butt, pull my bra straps and get super touchy. he flirts with every girl and have dated almost everyone. otherwise known as the fuckboy.
most of the time in class, we tend to not talk unless he starts touching me, not the sexual way just the thighs or my back, i usually slap him off.
the doorknob turned again. this time the teacher finally comes in.
people who were on the girl's side sighed while everyone else booed them and ask for the money.
the class starts, finally. don't get me wrong it is boring but those people talking makes me want to die.
he told us to take out any reading book because we have a free reading session. everyone made sounds here and there.
i walked out to take my book from my locker when i felt a guy wrapping his hoodie around my waist. from the scent it was definitely, the one and only, grayson dolan.
before i could back away or give a reaction, he whispered in my ears, "emila, i think you stained your pants. you can use my hoodie to cover it up"
my eyes widened as i understood what happened. guess my shark week decided to come early.
i rushed to the bathroom and changed into the spare pants i had in my locker. i hope no one saw what happened.
i walked back to my class and returned the jacket back to him. "thank you" i gave him a small smile. "you're okay right?" he asks
"yeah" i turned back to the book and turned to the page i last read.
it was indeed strange. he wasn't a jerk like normal and even offered his hoodie. even though i hate him a lot, i've got to admit that was very nice of him. it still doesn't change the fact that i hate him.
ok maybe, it changed my perspective a little.
just a little.
i went through two more hours of torture.
now it was time for maths. everybody's favorite subject. am i right? [oh hell naw] luckily i had madelyn in this class. sadly mr dawson had seating arrangements. he separated us. T-T
i don't know what kind of air conditioner they have but i felt as if i was in a freezer. it was so cold i literally shivered.
to my luck, of course, i don't have a sweater.
i was going to ask my bestfriend, madelyn but i see she also didn't bring one so I decided to ask my other classmates instead.
"hey jess, can i maybe borrow your hoodie? it's freezing." i asked the girl sitting in front of me. she stared blankly for a while before putting on her hoodie and said "umm, sorry i'm cold too"
wow, your such a nice friend jess. i rolled my eyes.
i asked the other girls, but none of them offered as they said they're also cold. ugh.
then i felt a sudden wack of clothing in my face.
hm, i recognize the scent somewhere.
grayson?
he had threw me his hoodie when he could have just handed it to me. i move it out of my face.
"wear it." he said in a monotoned voice.
i contemplated a while before saying "thanks?"
"and keep-" but I cut him off knowing he would tell me to keep it.
"thanks but no." i replied.
"just keep it." this time he said it with a little frustration in his voice.
jeez, demanding aren't we?
i put it on. the sweet aroma of his cologne immediately diffuses to my nose.
why was he being nice all of a sudden? i know guys like him just wants to get into girl's pants and i wasn't gonna let him do it to me.
i mean if he wasn't a fuckboy who switches girl every week.
the day is finally over. and since it was friday i decided to ask madelyn if she wanted to hangout because my mom asked me to grab some groceries after school anyways so i had a reason to be late.
"maddie, do you want to come to the mall, I'll drop you off." i asked her while walking out.
"but what about my car?.."
right, i forgot about maddie's car.
"umm..you can drive the car then, i'll see you at the mall?"
"okey okey sure."
with that we drove off to the mall and arrived in no time.
"mad, you recognize this hoodie anywhere?" i asked indicating to the one grayson gave me.
"hm? no. why? is it special or something?"
"well i guess? it's grayson's" i didn't even know i smiled. "you mean grayson. the dolan twins?"
i only nodded. "what does that mean" she questions. "i was cold. also it was in math class. how did you not hear?"
sometimes she's so dense.
we walked in the grocery store trying to pick up some milk and cheese. madelyn looks at the opposite direction then drags me out.
"woah mad, what's going on?" i asked. she looks like she has just seen a ghost.
"oh my god. e-" she turns into a full tomato.
at this point i already know, it could only mean one thing. i smirked.
{hey guys! this is the first book i've ever written. i came back to reread it. i try to fix the best i can. hope y'all enjoy.}
-rose
