My mate, i never knew i had

My mate, i never knew i had

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As i was getting my books for class like always , guys swarmed around me like pesky mosquito's. I really just wanna be left alone. As i'm getting ready to ask them polity to move, someone touches my arm . " aye i can make you mine all it takes is one kiss" , and laughs with the other guys , as i pull away from his arm but he holds me tighter. "i wasn't asking you i'm telling you" he countered with the evil smirk plastered on his face.   I tried yelling but because my locker is at the end of junior hallway and i'm only a freshman it was no point no teacher could hear me and none of the juniors cared enough to help as i'm being held hostage at my locker. Then all i hear i see is hi being thrown on the ground and being punched several times in the face and all his "friends" ran and left . When i look down the guy who held a tight embrace on my arm wouldn't let me a go 20 minutes ago was now on the floor unconscious. "Mate" this guy growled through gritted teeth. I look up from my locker to see a 6'3 guy towering over my 5'5 petite frame , he the face of an angel but eyes of many secrets, but what really drove me insane was the most intoxicating smell that filled the aroma when he came. "What did you call me"? " you know what never mind i should get to class i said as i hurried down the narrowed blue and orange, now empty hallways , trying to get to class, but "thank you" i hollered as i sped walk to class. I turn around to see if he's trailing me. "Phew " i say to my self, as i see nothing but the lockers and nothing in the distance . I turn around and almost jumped to the top of the Eiffel tower . "Your mine" the guy says angrily
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"What do you want?" I snap, slamming my locker shut. His casual smirk, messy dark hair, tan skin, strong arms, eerie storm-grey eyes... the list could go on of things I notice- that I shouldn't notice- about him. "Oh, I want a lot of things." He inspects a speck of dirt on his arm. "I'm sure you've heard the news?" His eyes flicker back up to meet mine. Does he know? No. He can't. So I roll my eyes. He can't know that I know, that I would do anything to be the first one he tells. "You'll have to be more specific." I mutter, trying to look casual as I inspect my nails. "Well, it involves a certain title of the swim team," He offers. I shrug. "So you got captain. That's cool. And what do I have to do with that?" He narrows his eyes, trying to read my expression. Unfortunately for him, I have mastered the art of hiding my emotions. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about. During English," He fiddles with his sweater sleeve. "I recall you trying to talk to me," I frown. "Well, I..." He swallows, seeming... nervous? "I'm not doing too great... subject wise. And if I don't pick up my ass soon, I might be forced to quit." He rubbed the back of his neck, making his shirtsleeve slide up his arm to reveal a strong bicep. Not that I notice. I narrow my eyes. "And what do I get back in return?" I cross my arms. I'm going to be late for the bus if we don't hurry. He studies my face. "Name your price." He mirrored my position. I sigh. Money... but I don't need it. Popularity... but I don't want it. I meet his gaze steadily. He lifts his chin, the tiniest bit, but it doesn't intimidate me. I square my shoulders and stand up straight. He's only just taller than me. "Stop pretending to be perfect." All rights reserved. Cover art by me :) but will probably be redone soon

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