Hidden Secrets (Jelena)

Chapter 2

Just because we talked once, we were going to be class buddies?

He took out his phone from his pocket and mindlessly started scrolling through this Instagram feed. I couldn't help but roll my eyes when he doubled tapped on a picture of a girl wearing a bikini. In the selfie, the focus seemed to be her cleavage.

Typical. Of course, he likes that.

"What?" He questioned, catching me staring at his phone screen.

Embarrassment fell on my face and I turned my head to the teacher immediately. I could feel my cheeks getting a tint of red.

I didn't mean to be stalkerish.

Ugh.

"So, do you have a name?" He asked, amusement clear on his face.

I turned to face him, "Yeah, I happen to have a name." I chuckled, "It's Selena."

He shot me a smile, "I'm Justin."

Shortly after our awkward introduction, he turned his gaze back to his phone.

The teacher had finally started talking and I zoned out a few times as he mindlessly tapped through the PowerPoint about "useful editing techniques".

"You have a pencil?" Justin whispered, leaning closer towards me.

"It's the first day back. How do you not have a pencil?" I scolded lightly.

"I don't know. I barely remembered I had to class today" he admitted, shrugging carelessly.

I'm not one to judge, I probably wouldn't have made it here if Rebecca hadn't woken me up.

I took out a pencil for him and handed it over to him. As he reached out to grab it from my hands, I couldn't help but notice that he went out of his way to place his hand above mine, making sure to slowly grab the pencil out of my hands.

"Thanks" he winked.

Okay then.

I turned my attention back to the teacher, who was wearing a black shirt with a cardigan, along with black jeans. Her hair was straight and fell perfectly over his shoulders.

"Okay,class. The first day of college, I won't make you do much" she started, shutting off the projector.

I thanked her in my head because that PowerPoint was the gonna put me to sleep if she kept going at it.

I heard a lot of people sigh in relief, including Justin.

"First I need to know your-" she started to say but got interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Sorry I'm late," the blond girl at the door muttered under her breath, shyly and walked inside the class. She was wearing denim shorts with a black tube top.

"Anyways, I am Mrs. Hilton." The teacher said, ignoring the girl who was late. She took a seat in front of the desk I was sitting at.

I caught Justin staring at her ass.

I shot him a disgusted glance, making it obvious I was judging him.

"She's hot" He muttered to me.

I made a face at him.

He laughed "Alright, she's not hotter than you"

Don't give him the reaction he wants.

I rolled my eyes and turned my focus back on the teacher who was giving out the instructions for what she wanted us to do.

"Okay, so for today I just need you guys to write an essay about yourselves" Mrs. Hilton, my English teacher instructed.