Hello my lovelies. It was so great to hear that you liked the first chapter (and demanded more) I really hope this is up to your expectations:D


Chapter 2: Bug on the windscreen

I slammed open the door of the classroom, causing absolute silence in the room. "Mr Moon, miss Thompson nice of you to join us"

"No problem miss, I always preferred you to the rest of the other teachers" I replied with a wink. She sighed.

"Very funny Mr moon. Now if you don't mind can you please take your seat, you too miss Thompson." she mumbled, turning back to the front of the room.

Tilly almost ran to a seat in the back of the class, next to Josh. I smirked and took my seat. "Hello again, miss me?" I asked.

She groaned and turned to face me "There are 3 empty seats left and you had to pick the one next to me?" she whispered.

I shrugged "I thought you'd be flattered Dawson. I'm getting sick of your attitude" I whispered back.

She rolled her eyes "If you're so sick of it, move to another seat!" she hissed. I shook my head.

"I'm good here thanks." I winked as she huffed.

"Isn't your little election thing today?" she asked.

I raised my eyes brows "Why? You planning on voting for me?" I asked as I elbowed her lightly.

"Yeah, I'll vote for you the day you get an A...never. Anyway, imagine you in charge of this school"

I chuckled "Really funny Dawson. Almost as funny as you getting hit by that huge pool of water this morning." I shot back.

She crossed her arms tightly over her chest. "May I need to remind you about your future. It's pretty hopeless. Yes, you may have your good looks now, but in about 10 years it'll all be a memory." she spat.

"You think I'm good-looking?" I asked with a smirk.

She scoffed "You're impossible" she mumbled through gritted teeth.

"Face it Dawson, As long as I'm around, you'll always be just another loser" I whispered.

She glanced at me "And that's all I am to you, a loser?" she asked.

I shrugged and nodded. "That's all you are to everyone" I replied.

The bell rang as she stood up and picked up her bag. "I'd rather be a loser than a heartless ass hole, oh and good look at your election I hope you fall off the stage and break your stuck up neck" she hissed while storming off.

I sighed and stood up "what's her problem?" Tilly asked as she walked up to me. I shrugged.

"She's just being Dawson" I mumbled.

She nodded and laced my hands through hers again, dragging me off.

"We have to get more votes. We can't afford to lose!" she stressed. I rolled my eyes and let her drag me off.


"Are you sure about this?" I asked.

She nodded and smiled "People like confidence, so get your ass on that table and win over those losers!" she pointed to the table in front of us. I pierced my lips together and jumped onto the table.

"Listen up" I yelled causing the cafeteria to fall into silence. I smirked and walked around the table. I cleared my throat.

"Today is the day where we get what we want. The students get what they want. Where we finally get things our way!" I yelled. There was a loud, confident snort as somebody stood up.

I chuckled. Of course it would be Dawson. Always in the way. Annoying bitch.

She clapped slowly as she walked up to me. "Nice little speech." she stopped and crossed her arms "But I think you mean you get what you want" she hissed.

I grinned "Really? I said what I meant. When I win this election, people like you will just a bug on the windscreen, easy to wipe off and ignorable" I argued.

She glared at me. If looks could kill, I'd be the bug.

She stormed up to the table. "Don't you know Moon, that half of the school's population is made up of 'losers' you don't stand a chance at this" she spat.

I nodded "Of course I know that but the thing is, Dawson," I jumped off the table, becoming face-to-face with her. "I run this school" I whispered.

The room became full of talk, laugher and yelling again. Obviously nobody wanted to watch us argue again today.

She arched a brow at me. "At what cost?" she mumbled.

I frowned "What do you mean?"

She rolled her eyes "You know what I mean. You don't have real friends, most people hang around with you so they can become popular too, most people are scared shitless of you because you can ruin their high school life in 3 seconds. You hate your girlfriend. And just so you can feel expected, it seems a little pointless to me"

I glared at her " You're the one to talk, you don't have a single friend, not one. Everyone hates you because you think you're so much better than us, just because your smart, news flash Dawson, you're just like every other person here, a pathetic nobody" I snapped.

She laughed dryly "Right back at ya' Moon. Every. Other. Person. Just because you act like a prick to keep up your 'I-don't-give-a-shit-about-anything' act. Just so you can have some popularity?"

I narrowed my eyes at her "What if it isn't an act? What if I really am a prick?" I asked.

She laughed to herself "I think we both know that's not true. You just have to prove it and I'm sure a lot more people will vote for you" she whispered before walking off.

What was that supposed to mean?

I shook my head and walked back over to Tilly. She smiled at me before kissing my cheek.

"We'll get her back for screwing up your speech. And I know exactly how"


Yeah, yeah. I know it's short but I can feel my eyes shutting I'm that tired, and I promised myself that I'd update this story by today. I might and that's a big might, update tomorrow if I feel motivated or I have a stroke of inspiration. Hopefully I will.