Heartbreaker

"So, Black," Paul says, he leans on the locker next to mine. "When will I get to take you out on a date?"

"Never."

"And why not?" I try to ignore his cold stare as I search my locker for a pen or pencil. I didn't have time for this, I needed to go to my test.

"Because I'm not interested."

"That's bullshit. Every girl in this school wants me." I let out a scoff. "Tell me the real reason."

"Because I don't date guys like you." I give up trying to find a pencil and look at him. "How's that for an answer?"

He smirks, "Who knew you were such a heartbreaker?" He pulls a pencil out of his bag, like he knew I was searching for one. "One date, and if I don't change your mind I'll leave you alone."

"Bye Paul," and with that I walked away.