Little Hearts

~Chapter 2~

I head into school, but not before accidentally bumping into Marsha.

"Hey, look where you're going will you? I mean I know I'm not a tree stump unlike you,"she says glaring at me wither fake eyelashes. I laugh at her lame joke, still studying her, seeing she got a fake tan and new extensions.

"Look, I'm sorry ok, it happens. Don't need to make a big out of it. Oh and... have you found any good fuck mates yet? 'Cuz that whole oompa loompa thing look ain't working for ya. Maybe you should try not to look like the shit that comes out of my ass? Anyways, ta ta!" With that I walk away, hearing the faint sound of her calling me a bitch.

I walked to my locker, got all my books and binder and closed it shut. I walked to first period, which was English. Realizing that I'd have about another twenty minutes before the first bell rang, so I decided to go find the little nugget Alex. When I found him, he looked a little irritated but I still approached him and tapped him on the back as he had turned his back to me.

"Hey Al! How's--" I was interrupted by Alex suddenly muttering, "Don't bother me right now, go away." He says.

"Oh, um sorry to pry, but are you ok? Is that science project getting to you?" I ask, a little hesitant to hear his response.

"Look please just leave me alone, and try not to be so fucking annoying? I asked you to leave me alone, but you'd rather pry into my life again. I mean honestly, just please just leave me alone, and don't act like a bitch about this ok?" He exclaims, turning around and shoving past me.

Whoa, what's his problem? I'm so fucking confused right now. And I thought that I was not ready for school. Wow, I, I don't know what to think of that,  he's never blown up like that. And when he's quiet about it you know he's extremely angry. But calling me a bitch about this? The fuck is wrong with him?

I suddenly feel really anxious and upset, knowing he didn't mean it and needs some space, but at the same time completely confused. I rush into the nearest bathroom trying to calm myself down, knowing it's not a big deal but having tears in my eyes. Fucking hormones....

When I've calmed down enough, I walk out of the bathroom. As I'm walking back to my homeroom, I bump into someone, again.

Why is bumping into people the theme of the day for me?

I look up, seeing hazel eyes that almost seem hypnotizing, I straighten up slightly looking away.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry, are you ok? Again, I-I'm sorry." I apologize, looking up to the victim of my  clumsiness. What I see was the last person I expected to bump into today, which was Maxuel Hutton. He was so beautiful up close, which I never realized before. I continued studying him, seeing that he had messy brown hair that he probably tried to keep out of his eyes, but failed. He also had such luscious lips, and his cheek bones, oh my his cheek bones.....

"Heh, it's okay, it happens. But are you ok, deary?" He asks lifting my chin, knowing I was checking him out. I step away and rearrange myself, so that I don't look like such a clutz.

"Uh... yea, yea I'm fine, I was just heading the um.... my um.. homeroom yes." I manage to say, trying to walk past him in the direction I meant to go, but he grabs my shoulder, pulling me back to being in front of him. He leans over to me, and my breath hitches. He brings his lips to my ear, and speaks softly, "Deary, you don't seem fine, in fact you seem quite flustered. But I will say that it wasn't me who made you like this, I can see the sadness in your eyes. So, why don't we ditch and grab some smoothies, huh?" He asks, and I feel myself blushing.

"Um, yea.. sure, that could be fun, um." I stutter, sighing. He leans back away from me, smirking.

"Great, well follow me hun, it's only ditching. The worst is a detention, but who wouldn't want a detention with me?" He claims.