Xavier's P.O.V:
After Roseanne told me everything that happened, I ended up giving her my phone number. Don't ask me why, because I think you and I both know the answer to your question.
My heart does a little skip when she smiles up at me. So short. I've only just learned that she's five foot tall. I tower over her by a lot. I'm six foot four and a bull in a china closet given the complications.
As I've already said, I like her. I've liked Roseanne for years; just never had the guts to talk to her. Maybe that's why I'm secretly happy that she ended up knocking me down in the hallway a few minutes ago.
I just don't want her to get hurt. I can't let Cole go through with his plans. I know what he's like when he's playing a game. He'll break her.
Roseanne's P.O.V:
I don't know why I never noticed it before, Xavier is a real sweetheart. We traded phone numbers and haven't stopped talking since. I know I should be gathering books to head toward my next class but his laugh is just so captivating.
The way he smiles at me has my heart doing little skips. His black lip ring fits perfectly with everything about him. Never would've thought a guy with piercings would catch my attention. Then I literally knocked Xav to the ground.
Cole's P.O.V:
I don't like this. Something is itching in the back of my mind and it's not just jealousy. As I continue to watch my best friend and that gorgeous raven haired beauty; I can't put my finger on it. I've never called any girl gorgeous or a beauty, but Roseanne, caught all of my attention.
Her flawless pale skin, long raven black hair that nearly falls to her waist, a bubbly personality. Oh God. What am I doing to myself? I ended up watching them exchange numbers and my heart sinks.
I should've be feeling this way towards someone I've never talked to. Yet, I can't help it. I'm jealous, in amazement, frustrated. Crap. I think I'm in love and the games haven't even started yet.
Better play it cool so not even Xav knows it.
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Not Such A Bad Boy
RomanceShe was the girl who danced in the light; he was the boy that watched from the shadows.