Hunter

Chapter 3 - Hello Boy Next Door

Jade's P.O.V

I sat on the back balcony connected to my room , looking over at the house next door. Hunter lay stretched out in his bed shirtless , reading a batman comic book. He looked charming, which caused memories of today to flutter into my mind. I didn't mean to slap him. Well I did but it was a reflex. I couldn't help it. I had been thinking about what it would have been like if he had kissed me. I mean his lips did look ever so kissable. I sighed as I watched Hunter get up , grabbing his towl and heading into his bathroom.

As I now had nothing to look at , I got up from where I sat , jogging down the stairs to grab a bite to eat. My dad sat at the kitchen bench.
" I heard you slapped the boy next door," He chuckled ,
" I...He was going to kiss me. I didn't mean to," I mumble as I grab a pack of mami noodles from the cupboard.

" Well atleast you haven't slapped his mother. She's a nice lady," He replies giving a soft smile ,
" Well his mother isn't going to kiss me anytime soon so I probably won't," I say before running back up the stairs just in time to see Hunter sitting on his bed , with a towl wrapped loosely around his waist.

Heat rushed to my face as I stared at his sleak build , water still dripping down his chest. Looking up a bit more I noticed he was staring back at me , a smirk playing on his lips. I gasp , quickly shutting my blinds before falling to the floor , letting out a sigh of utter embarrasment. I couldn't believe he caught me staring. It's his own fault for leaving his curtains open. I groaned as I stood up , brushing my legs off instinctivly. It was a habit of mine.

Changing into my pyjamas , I walked into the bathroom to finish getting ready , before hopping into bed. Laying my head on my pillow , I greeted the darkness with open arms before slowly drifting into a soothing sleep.

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Yay. School. I absolutely hated school. Their was no other explanation for me to say to explain how much I hated school. Sighing I kicked off the dooner , swinging my legs over the side of the bed. Brushing the tangled strands of hair from my face , I swung into full preparation mode. Showering , blowdrying , make up , dressing , brushing and packing. I had a sudden need to look nice today...and it was totally not because I fancied my next door neighbour who for a fact I had known less than a month so , no touchies! I hated that little rule sometimes.

Looking at the clock , I gasped as I realised I was running five minutes late and Dean was going to be so pissed. Picking up my bag off the floor , I run down the stairs and out the door. Only to collide with the particulaly chieseld chest of Hunter Alexander Jones.

"Oh my Gosh! I am so sorry!" I exclaim as I picked myself up , Hunter leaning down to collect my books that had spilled from my half open bag.

"Perfectly fine , But don't worry about Dean's all mighty fit about you taking so long. I told him I'd give you a lift, " He says casually , my breath hitching in my throat. Me. Hunter.Alone. That's a recipe for major sexual tension for me.

"Oh. Thanks," I say smiling softly as he leads me to his car.

I honestly loved his car. 1969 Ford Mustang , V8 with 6.1L and a double exhaust. P.E.R.F.E.C.T.I.O.N. That's all I'm gonna say.

Sliding into the passenger seat , my back easily relaxed into the soft leather chairs that supported my back as if they were shaped just for me. I let out a satisfied sigh as Hunter entered , plugging his seat belt in. Closing my eyes , we sat in silence as he drove , my brain focusing on the soft hum of the engine and my body feeling the sheer force of the car underneath me. It was glorious.

Surpressing a sigh that attempted to escape my lips , I see the school gates nearing and I realise that my time in the beauty was coming to an end. My hand instinctivly reaching to grab my hand , instead caught a hold of something softer...warmer, and felt oddly peculier compared to my bag. Attempting to pull my hand away in shock , I came to realise it wasn't appearing to be moving any time soon. Looking down to see what it was stuck to , heat began to rise to my face. Hunter's hand was wrapped around mine in an almost protective way until he also realised that he had gotten a death grip upon it and pulled his hand away as if he had been burnt. Ouch. I see he hated my touch. Well better to know first up than later on.

Actually grabbing my bag this time , I realised that in the space of what just happened Hunter had parked the car. Hopping out , all eyes trained on me and I automatically felt my insecurities flare up and I went to speed walk away from their obsessive stares. Yet as if Hunter was oblivious to the scene he had already created , he slipped his hand onto the small of my back. Giving me a little shove , I realised that he expected me to move from my current spot in which I was frozen to the ground in fear on. Another little push and I finally took a step until another followed and then soon I was practically being pushed up the stairs into the main corridors.

" Why the hell did you become some sort of horrified statue?" Hunter asked , a genuine look of puzzlement on his face.

" When people stare at me my insecurities flare up and I grow anxious into doing anything," I mumble as I look away embaressed.

" Hey. Look at me. You have nothing to worried about. You are a beautiful and Intelligent girl and they are all just jealous of you...and because you get to spend the day with me , the amazing sex god," He says , the last part with added drama.

I smiled at the small pep talk he had given me, and now maybe , just maybe , this day wouldn't be so bad after all.