𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄 | j. dior

𝙞𝙞

[ jasmine ]

i arrived at my second to the last class for today with madison and all my life , i've never seen such a packed class like this since today.

    
" woah , what's with this class that makes students wanna attend it ? "

    
" a guy named dior. he's new like you and hot. "

    
" attention ! " ms. williams , our math teacher , suddenly taps the board loudly as the students lowered their noise.

    
" as for some of you who doesn't know ; this is our new student , dior johnson and i hope y'all treat him good. go find a seat. " she instructs the man beside her.

    
he's the guy i saw in the cafeteria earlier. the eye contact we had was awkward for the reason that he quickly looked away when i caught him staring.

   
he's cute tho.

    
i hear soft squeals and whispers from the girls as he passed by some rows and made his way to an empty seat , the one beside me.

    
he slumped down and took out his phone. bold.

    
" bitch you better take his number. " madison whispers with wide eyes.

    
" i don't even know him. "

    
" then get to know him. "

    
i just rolled my eyes on her and she chuckled softly.

    
at my peripheral vision , i could see the boy beside me scrolling through his phone and not giving a damn at the discussion going on at all.

    
" hate school too ? " i decided to talk to him in the midst of the period.

    
" no , i love it. that's why i'm on my phone. " he replied , eyes still on the phone.

    
" i like your sarcasm. " i roll my eyes on him.

    
" just tell me what you want. if you need a photograph , sure. autograph , alright. if you wanna go on a date , yeah but you'll need to pay me. "

" arrogant bitch , i don't even wanna do anything with you. "

    
" stop talking to me then. "

    
" are you a sociopath or something that you don't like people talking to you ? "

    
" no. i just don't like being bothered by a fan. "

    
i raised a brow on him.

    
" fan ? i don't even know you. "

    
" interesting. i'm dior. "

    
" i'm jasmine. "

    
" i didn't ask and had no plans of knowing. "

    
i stg , if only i had a truck i would run over him the moment he steps out of school today. this is annoying.

    
" rude. " i muttered and went back to the discussion.

    
my eyes grew wide at how the board was filled with equations and formulas. shit.

    
" that's all for today's lesson. i hope y'all understand something and i hope to see this number of students throughout the school year. " ms. williams said when the bell rang.

    
" madi , wake up. " i shake the girl beside me.

    
" huh ? is it done ? " she groans and stretches.

    
" yeah , cmon. " i grabbed my bag but halted when i noticed a piece of small paper paper beside it.

    
i picked it up and read.

    
213-509-6995

    
" hurry up. we're gonna be late. "

    
i quickly grabbed my stuff and placed the paper on my back pocket.

    
i'll check it when i get home.

-

    
i stared at the paper , contemplating on whether i should text the number or not. i didn't have anyone on mind of who could possibly give me their number voluntarily.

    
it couldn't be dior , he was the nearest to me but him giving me his number will never happen. like what he said earlier , no.

    
no one comes into mind anymore so i asked help from none other than , the man who can't woah.

    
" josh. "

    
he hums.

    
" can you check if you have any contact with this number ? " i hand him the paper.

    
" ohhh , my ugly sister has a secret admirer. "

    
" shut your thick lips and hurry. "

    
he did a kissy which made me chuckle then begun typing. unfortunately , the number didn't match any of his contacts.

    
" just text the number. at least we know it ain't any of my teammates. " he shrugs.

    
" what's up with your teammates ? why can't i date any of them ? "

    
" i know how they deal with girls. and it's far worse than bronny so i'm warning your right now young lamb. "

    
i shrugged and went back to my room.

   
hey , i found your number at my desk.
sent , 9:43 pm

    
within ten seconds of sending a message , the unknown man replied.

  hey boo. just call me john. 
received , 9:43 pm