Scarlett Fitz POV
"Mason Kahn?!" Brielle exclaimed in disbelief.
"Ugh." I sighed burying my face in my hands. "It's not my fault he decided to sit next to me."
"Scarlett you know he's a bad guy." Charlotte said taking a sip of her juice.
"I know, I know." I muttered.
"Well I think it's adorable!" Avalon squeaked clapping her hands together. "The good girl and the bad boy!"
"Sounds like every cheesy romance novel ever invented." Brielle rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Don't be a downer." Avalon pouted. She squealed again. "Can I be a bridesmaid at your wedding?"
I gaped at my friends. "Seriously all of you need to calm down. I've talked to the guy like one time. It's not like I'm going to be running off into the sunset with him anytime soon. I can barely tolerate the guy."
"Good. Mason Kahn is not a good person. He just uses girls to get laid. Believe me he'll hump you then dump you." Brielle said lacing her fingers around her coffee cup.
"I have to agree with Brielle on this one." Charlotte added. "Your parents hate his family for a reason."
"I guess..." I murmured. "Don't worry though it's not like I'll have to see him again."
"Um Brielle are you ok?" Avalon asked. Brielle had gone a sickly shade of white. I followed her gaze to see that she was staring at Dean Maddox.
"Did you break up with him?" I questioned.
"Yeah." Brielle said softly as she tugged down the sleeves of her oversized jumper. Come to think of it Brielle's choice of clothing today was a little strange. She was more of a blazer and skirt kind of girl, before today I don't think I'd seen her in a sweater.
"What happened to his face?" Charlotte asked. Dean's nose was a vibrant shade of purple. "He must have gotten punched."
Just as I was about to ask Brielle if she knew what had happened the bell rang.
"I better get to class." Brielle said jumping up from her seat and running across the quad.
"Something is definitely going on with her." Avalon mused as she stared in the direction Brielle had gone.
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I wandered into History class for the second time this week. I was absolutely dreading this class because going to History meant seeing Mason Kahn. This time it would be different, my friends were right Mason Kahn was a bad guy and I wasn't falling for his tricks.
I walked into the classroom and quickly scanned the premises. I sighed in relief when I realised Mason was nowhere to be seen. I quickly took my seat when I realised Miss Richards was giving me her signature death glare.
I glanced down at the worksheet in front of me and opted for looking out the window. A storm had started and rain was thundering down on the roof. Even though I hated to actually be in the rain, I had always loved the sound of it. I guess hearing the deafening rain was a great distraction from thinking about the psycho stalker that knew everything about you and your friends.
I heard the door to the classroom swing open. "Why are you late for class?" Miss Richards hissed.
"I was busy saving the dolphins Miss Richards." An annoying voice answered. I almost chocked on my own salvia, I thought Mason wasn't at school today.
"Very funny." Miss Richards sneered. "Take a seat!"
"Yes Ma'am." Mason saluted. He started to walk in my direction.
