Actual Me

Chapter Three

A/N: On the right it what I imagine Jax's style being like, but without the sunglasses and on the left is Scarlett's face, but not her style in chapter four I will put an outfit that represents her up and a face for Jax up.

<Jax's POV>

I'm exchanging eye contact with Scarlett and she is pretty hot. Like extremely fuckable. I can't believe Cody kept on touching her and why the hell did I punch him and why the fuck would I care, especially some girl I've never met and hardly know.

Scarlett was about to say something about her father and for some reason I feel like I know what she was going to say, which is that he was dead.

I'm kinda hoping that's what she was going to say, I know that sounds fucked up but I don't want to be the only kid here with a dead parent.

After my mum overdosed and chose drugs over me, I moved here from England with my father.

The bell abruptly rings and her big blue eyes look away quickly from mine.

After we exchange eye contact, I really want to fuck her.

She's so hot... she has curves for days, that can clearly be seen, even though she has on baggy ripped jeans. She has long chestnut-colored hair and full lips, that I wouldn't mind kissing.

She turns around to go back into the cafeteria and now I can get a good view of her arse, which is pretty nice.

She picks up her books and leaves the cafeteria.

I catch up to her and notice that there is a sketchbook with a drawing of a boy laid back and a waterfall is streaming out of his head with different words written in cursive, which I can't make out because the drawing is upside down.

I'm going to the art class, which is my next class. It seems like her next class is going in the same direction. She turned into the same room as me and sits in my usual spot alone.

I feel like telling her to move out of my usual spot but I feel rude doing that for some odd reason.

I sit across from her and she says in her low, but still feminine voice, "Maybe it's you, that can't get enough of me," She grins and bites her lip trying to keep her laugh inside.

Is she flirting with me... no, she can't be?

I shake my head keeping in my laughter, but before I can talk, the teacher begins to talk about what we will be doing throughout the year.

My eyes doze off to Scarlett, who was already drawing before the teacher explains what to draw.

She's actually drawing something I would draw.

She notices me staring at her drawing and she puts her small arm around her work, slightly brushing her arm against mine.

My face flushes... why the fuck am I blushing, this is embarrassing. She begins to chuckle to herself quietly.

Why am I noticing everything that she does? This is so strange and extremely annoying.

She moves her arm so it's not touching mine anymore. Her touch was almost like a pain killer, addicting, and euphoric.

Scarlett's POV.

I notice Jax looking at me... no my drawing and I smile. Why did I smile? This is so awkward and uncomfortable for me.

I'm not used to this much male attention, or any attention at all.

I already began to draw because I didn't want to listen to the teacher and have him tell me how and what to draw and quite frankly I already know how to.

I can't believe I was flirting with him.

What has gotten into... my thoughts were interrupted by him blurting out, "My mum died from a drug overdose, so if your father died then that's okay."

He said it like it was no big deal and how in the hell can this be okay!

Just as I thought he was an okay person, he has to say some insensitive thing to me.

I feel like slapping him, but I want a friend and I feel sympathy for him so I can't hit him, no matter how much I want to.

I want to tell him that my dad died in a car accident, drunk and chose the bar over his family, but I can't tell him, or anyone at that.

Instead of telling him, I look at my work and try to bite back the tears that are prickling against my eyes.

He can tell that I'm about to cry. Why am I being so emotional? I can tell that he is looking at me.

I want to go to the bathroom to cry, but I can't. Not right now and especially not here.

He says casually, "Oh come on don't cry. I know it's hard but you will get over it."

I now want to slap him even harder but I remember that he stood up for me to that Cody guy.

The bell rings, so I get up and leave the classroom.

Right before I open my locker, Jax stops me in the hall asking if we can go to Kilwins after school.

I say hesitantly, "Uhmm... sure," then I smile awkwardly and he does the same in return.

Why the fuck did I agree to that I need to get home and pick Ada up, from school and clean up the house and cook dinner before my mom gets home, which should be five-thirty.

I stop Jax by grabbing his arm and he flinches and looks down at me, his eyes relieved, but then go to worry quickly.

Stumbling over my own words I say, hoping he won't get mad, "I... don't know if I can... can go,"

He looks at me confused and maybe a little frustrated, then says, "Why?" I stare for a second thinking of all the things I have to do when I get home.

"I have to pick up Ada, my little sister, get lunch for us, clean up my house, make dinner, and do school assignments."

He looks surprised by all of the things I have to do so I say, "I know it sounds like I'm making up shit right now so that I don't have to go with you, but I need to help my mom out the most that I can because she is going through a tough time at the moment,"

"Okay, I would have more fun by myself, alone anyways," He teases, he's joking, right?

He's the most unreadable person, which is extremely frustrating, 'cause it feels like he is staring directly into my transparent soul.