A Reason To Love

Ch. 2

Wellll? What do you think so far? Please don't judge too harshly I promise this story is so worth it!<3

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"Good morning Seniors! Welcome to the second semester of Physics. I see a bunch of new faces in this class due to schedule changes. For those of you who don't know me my name is Mr. Avery. I have a fun few months planned for you guys this year. I see you all found your own seats however don't get too comfortable because I am assigning partners. This partner will be your partner the rest of the year. So I suggest you get to know one another and get along and no I will not change your partners so don't even try it." Mr. Avery stood at the front of the room tall and lanky with a full head of red curly hair. He is in his late forties with worry lines planted across his forehead with freckles spread all over his fare skin as he stared through his thin gold round framed glasses. 

"I am going to assign your partners at random. I need you all to gather your things and make your way to the front of the room. At table one I want Allison Mathis and Tyler Dennis. At table two I want Emily Rhodes and Victoria Lacy. At table three I want Samuel Brown and Rebecca Tatum. At table four I want Kyle Thurman and Hillary Scott. At table five I want Cameron Davis and Will Foley." Mr. Avery didn't look up from his clipboard as he started assigning our partners.

I don't mind having a partner. I don't have many friends just one bestfriend who I have known since I was a year old. Her name is Elise Whitehead. She is my next door neighbor, her family moved here a month after we did and we have been inseparable ever since. She is home schooled so at school I have no friends and I honestly don't mind. I am not here to make friends.

"Hi." A deep voice booms from beside me. My partner Will is leaned back in his seat with his feet stretched out under the table. Will Foley, the bad boy. The guy is built like a damn model with captivating honey colored eyes with speckles of green swimming in them when the light hits them the right way. A thick head of blonde unruly hair that looked like he just rolled out of bed yet still looks perfect like he meant for it to look like that. 

"Hello." I nod barely turning to look at him. I feel him staring at me and it makes me adjust myself in my seat under the pressure of his gaze.

"Now that I have assigned your partners I want you to spend the next half an hour getting to know your partner. Since today is the first day of the second semester I am going to ease you back into the groove of things. So today get to know your partner, exchange phone numbers or emails whatever you use to communicate because you will be working with your partner outside of school." Mr. Avery dismissed us to go sit down at his desk. Everyone started talking among themselves while I sat there waiting for the stupid bell to ring. 

"Are you mute?" Will asks turning on his stool to face me leaning closer to me than I cared for. His eyes burning a hole in the side of my face from the intensity ignited in them. 

"What?" I whip my head to face him. He is still staring at me. I take a second to look him over. He had on black ripped jeans with a spotless white T-shirt topped with a black leather jacket along with combat boots. The stereotypical bad boy outfit yet he managed to rock the look pretty well.

"So you can hear me. Do you not talk?" He tilted his head to the side, his blonde hair falling against his forehead. The guy is beautiful and intimidating all at once.

"Not unless I am spoken to." I shrug carelessly moving my attention back up to his face.

"Why?" It's his turn to look me up and down and I feel nervous under his intense eyes trailing over my body shamelessly just as I had done with him. 

"I don't know." I lie. It's because my mind isn't here, it's on my dad almost all day. Thoughts of him like is his nurse helping him to the bathroom enough? Is he eating? Did he get sick today? Does his oxygen tank have enough air in it? Is he still breathing? How bad is his pain today?

"People think you're a freak, you know that?" He adds and I shrug once again.

"And I should care what people think why?" I honestly could care less what anyone thinks of me. Like I said I am not here to make friends. I am solely here for my dad and that's it.

"You shouldn't I am just saying if you don't want them to think you're a freak show you should probably talk to someone every once in a while."

"I don't care what anyone thinks about me plus I am talking to you now." A laugh escapes from somewhere deep inside his chest. It was an infectious laugh once you couldn't help but smile at. I felt the corners of my mouth trying to lift no matter how hard I tried to force them down.

"You can smile it's okay, I don't bite. Well unless you want me to." He winked at me and I felt like my face ignited in flames.

"So tell me about yourself Davis." Will put his weight on the back two legs of the chair. I kept looking at the front legs waiting for the back legs to snap under his tall frame but it never did.

"There's not much to tell." Another lie. I could go on and on all day but it's none of his business and I don't want anyone other than Elise knowing anything about my home life.

"Everyone has a story Cameron, what's yours?" He asks letting his brown eyes peer into mine as if they were trying to read my mind on their own.

"I don't." I feel myself starting to shut down. This is why I don't have any friends except for one and that's only because she is our neighbor and our parents are extremely close. Plus I love having Elise around. She is my rock, my crying shoulder, and I don't know were I would be without her. Her and my dad are my bestfriends.

"I have the next four months with you. You can try and hide from me but I must warn you I will figure you out."

"Good luck." I warned trying to ignore all the red flags and fire alarm sounds I hear going ballistic in my brain.

"Here put your cell phone number in here." Will slid over what appeared to be the newest version of the Iphone while my phone is the Iphone six.

"Why?" I feel my eyebrows shoot up my forehead. He caught me by surprise. His comment about figuring me out sent me into a nervous overdrive. This is the last thing I want, the last thing that I need.

"Because we are partners and will need to get together after school or weekends." I quickly type my number and name in his phone and slide it back across the table.

"I am going to text you so you will have my number." All I could do was nod. This is already more talking than I usually do in a week here and it's only been a class period.

When the bell rang I shoved my spiral that I was absentmindedly drawing in back into my bag.

"I'll see you around partner." Will jumped to his feet and grabbed his backpack before stalking the whole way out of the classroom. With every step his boots stomped onto the ground he got further and further away I felt myself relax until the clik clak of high heels appeared right in front of me. There stood Kennedy Roberts, the cheer captain of the pom squad also the most popular girl in school. She looks like a clone of Barbie herself wearing her signature color, pink. Pink skinny jeans with a matching pink tube top, the bottom half of her stomach exposed showing off her belly button piercing dangling on her tanning bed kissed skin.

"Stay away from Will."

"What?"

"I heard he is your partner. Stay away from him. He is mine, freak." Ahh so people really do think I am a freak like he said during class. The hallway was full of students passing by in a hurry to their next class.

"I don't want him." Is she serious? I have went to school with Kennedy since the first grade and we have never really spoken, just always coexisted.

"I am warning you Cameron." I don't say a word to her I just side step getting out of her line of fire and walk to my next class ignoring the stares and attention she caused. Like I have said multiple times I don't care what anyone thinks of me and I sure as hell don't want Will Foley.