Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter 24

*Claire*

I've just got my sketchbook ready for art and design when I spot that Moron of a person, Axel entered the class smirking at me.
"Hey," he slid onto the seat next to me.
"I'm surprised a guy like you is doing art and design," I said bringing out my pencils and other materials needed.

"Don't I have the right?" He dounle raised his eyebrow at me.
"Or are you stalking me?" I leaned closer to his face.
"Anyhow you want it princess,"he gathered his hands together, tilting his head.
Before I could say anything more, the professor came in.

"Good morning class," he greeted with alot of energy since it was the middle of the day.
"Morning professor Donnelly," we answered back in a bored tone. Some didn't even bother do it.
Axel on the other hand just grabbed my sketch book without permission.
Halfway through, I slapped his hand.

"Ouch is there a day that you wouldn't hit me?" Rubbing his hand, he pouted.
"The day you stop acting like this," I scoffed and turned back to prof.
"Dude, is she your new girlfriend?" A guy asked behind us. My eyes widened at Axel as if daring him to admit it
"You guessed that right bro. Isn't she cute?" He wrapped his arm around me. I tried to free myself but he was too strong for me.

"Sure she is!" The guy fist pumped with the other guys laughing.
"You four behind, what's going on?" Donnelly pointed at us quite angry.
"Sir, she just asked if I could be her boyfriend," Jesus. He said it so innocently that anyone would buy it. This idiot, Moron, liar.....
"And I said yes." He added smirking at me. The whole class clapped and whistled.
"Mr Aranho, Miss Andrade, leave my class," I was too numb to say anything.
"Sir....," I started.
"I said leave!" He yelled.
Gathering my stuff in a rush, I hung my bag behind me and rushed out.

"God please save me from the beatings I'll be receiving," Axel gathered his hands and moved a little away from me on purpose.
I wanted to laugh at his action but I was reminded that because of him, I was sent out of class. Not the first time though.

"Ugggh," I hit him with the bag running after him towards the garden.
"Because of you, I got sent out of class," this time he ended up falling when I hit him. Unfortunately, I tripped on his long legs causing me to fall on him.
He let out a low groan and arms held on to my torso. His touch sent tingles all over my body.

My head still buried in his neck and trying to pose my lips so it wouldn't touch his skin but there's no way I could avoid it.
"Ahh," I looked up and met his green eyes staring at me. Whatever I was doing, I stopped and stared back at him.
We were coming closer and closer until his eyes were now dark instead of green. It was beacuse of the closeness.
His hand held my chin up, lips pushing towards mine.

"Wow, look at them. You broke up with your girlfriend and here you are skipping class just to romance with your new bitch," a tall slim girl distracted the both of us. With what she said, she sure was Axel's girlfriend. He slowly helped me off him and sat up.
"Danny," he tried to hold back his irritation.
"Suit yourselves," she spat walking away from us. How rude. I wasn't in the mood for fighting or I swear I would have pounced on her.
What use is it to have a beautiful face with an ugly attitude?
I don't know how Axel managed to put up with her.

"I'm sorry don't mind her," he apologized holding his wrist with his other hand, head down.
"It's okay," he looked back at me but I nervously looked away. We both were about to do something really stupid.
"I'm sorry for.....," I cut him off.
"It wasn't entirely your fault," I tucked a strand behind my ear.

Awkward silence.

"Aren't you really affected by your breakup with Danny?" I broke the silence.
"No. I didn't know that she was like this," he admitted and that's the truth. Someone like Danny is no match for Axel.
"Wonder how you put up with that attitude," pointing towards the direction she went, I scoffed taking out my sketchbook again.
"You really are something," when I laid on my stomach beginning on my design, he laid near me eyes piercing into mine.
His hands at the back of his head with a straight face.