I got to school a couple minutes later, everybody was staring me down. Mostly guys, they were whistling. The kind of whistle where boys see a hot girl pass by, I don't know why they were doing that because boys never notice me so I was kinda confused. I parked and turned off the engine. I swung my leg around again and got off my motorcycle. Boys were still looking over at me, but they were looking at my motorcycle. Now I understand why they were whistling and staring me down, makes sense now. I never brought my motorcycle to school because I felt like I didn't need to or I would get to much attention by people which is annoying. I made my way to the entrance of the school and I passed by the guys, they all said nice motorcycle Hazel. I don't even know these guys so I don't know how they know my name, but whatever. I made my way to the entrance and went inside. I carried my back pack on one of my shoulders instead of both of them. I went to my locker and got my books and placed the books that I didn't need in my locker. I carried the books that I needed in my hands and walked to my class. I got to my class and placed my books on the table, I sat down placing my back pack on the floor underneath the table. This was the class that I had with Ace. People started coming in and sitting down but Ace still wasn't in class. I looked out the classroom door from my seat, and saw Brittney talking to Ace. She looked sad and desperate. She tried to grab his hands but Ace moved away and he looked a little mad. I heard them from the hallway.
"Listen Brittney, I can't do this okay? This is bullshit already with you. This on and off thing? I've already given you to many fucking chances."
"I know, and I'm sorry that I keep on making mistakes. I just want this to work...please baby..."
He sighed and looked glanced at the classroom and saw me. He looked back at Brittney.
"I need to get to class. We'll talk later."
"Okay..."
She walked to her class a little upset again and Ace came into class and finally sat down next to me. The bell rang and he placed his back pack under the table to. I cleared my throat and looked at the board. Ace looked at me.
"Hey,"
I looked up at him.
"Hi,"
He looked back at the board quietly.
"Problems with Brittney again I see?"
I looked at him and raise my eyebrows.
"How you know?"
"Heard and saw you guys."
"Hmm...noisy much?"
"Who isn't?"
He smiled a little.
"Well since you ask, yeah. I do. She wants to get back with me."
"That's nothing new..."
He shook his head smiling a bit.
"Your mean."
"How am I mean?"
"Your practically saying that she's always wants to get back with me when we always break up. Calling her desperate?"
He looked at me.
"Want me to be honest?"
He nodded.
"Yes. The thirst for her and the desperation, is so real."
He chuckled a little bit.
I smiled a little and looked down at my books.
"So this morning, boys were checking you out."
I screwed my eyebrows in confusion and looked up at him.
"What? They were? I thought they were just looking at my motorcycle."
He scoffed.
"Clearly your clueless. A hot girl on a super dope motorcycle, and you think that boys won't check you out? They were sending you signals and everything."
Wait. Did he just say what I think he said? A hot girl? Who's the hot girl? Me? I'm hot? Oh my gosh. I'm hot?! Really?! Okay, okay calm down.
"Hot girl? I'm hot?" I calmly ask.
"Whaaattt...? I didn't say that..." He seemed a little embarrassed.
"You said and i quote...'a hot girl on a super dope motorcycle, and you think that boys won't check you out?'"
"Shh...can't hear the teacher."
Mmm. So he thinks I'm hot? Unless he's desperate like his ex.
I looked back at the teacher and listened to her.
**
The day passed by slowly and I finally got to P.E class. I felt uncomfortable changing in front of other girls because I didn't know if other girls were making fun of me or maybe staring me down while I was changing so I usually just change in the bathrooms. I went into one of the bathrooms with the stuff I needed for class and changed. I put on deodorant, lotion, and perfume, I like to smell good when I go to class and leave class. I got out the bathroom and pulled my hair into a messy but cute ponytail. I placed on some chaps stick and I got startled by the sound of the loud whistle that my coach blew to get the girls attention so we could leave and go outside to class. I rubbed my lips together and fixed the chaps stick, I went to my P.E locker and placed my stuff away. After the couch talked about what we were gonna do, we finally went outside where the boys were waiting for us. Ace had P.E for the same period as me to, but he had a different coach. His class were playing football, of course he was playing his role. Captain. I looked at Ace play, and I wasn't listening to the teacher. The teacher yelled when she noticed me not listening.
"Winters!"
I quickly looked at the coach a little alarmed.
"Did you hear what I just said?!"
Ace heard my coach yelling at me and glanced at me.
"Uh...um. Yea-yeah I heard what you said."
"And what exactly did I say?"
I stood silent for my response.
"That's what I thought. Just for that, you walk the track. After the stretch's."
I sighed and she looked at me with her eyebrows raised.
"Excuse me? What was that?"
"Nothing!"
I sounded annoyed in my voice when I replied back to her, she looked back at the whole class a bit angrily. I looked back at Ace and he was looking at me, he was laughing.
Ha. Ha. Ha. So. Funny.
I mouthed to him.
He mouthed back.
It is.
I rolled my eyes and we finally started our stretch's after the couple of minutes that the coach were talking. Ace was playing while we were streching then he glanced at me while he was throwing the football back and forth with one of friends. He glanced at me and stopped throwing the football. He placed his finger up, telling his friend to wait. I didn't notice he was looking at me, I kept on stretching and after the stretch's I looked up and saw him looking at me. He quickly looked away when I noticed him looking at me, I was a little bit confused and my coach reminded me to walk the track, so I did what I was told. While I was walking my class was playing basketball.
I hate my coach. She's so freaking annoying...
