PLEASEEEE review, I would like to know what you all think about my story J. CHAPTER TWO!
Seriously?
So far, the day had been infuriating.
Bumping into the jerk of Troy, realizing we are locker buddies- as he likes to say, and having to deal with him in homeroom. To top that, add the whispers of all my classmates and the glares I got from the girls, my first day, had not gone as I expected.
But now it was lunch, so I would sit with my friends, complain to Taylor about my, oh so fantastic day, and forget everything that has happened.
I was walking towards my usual table, with my lunch tray, where I was sure Taylor was waiting for me when somebody tripped me and all my chicken learned how to fly.
"Watch it, freak!" Snarled a feminine, nasal voice behind me. I rolled my eyes as I straightened myself, knowing damn well who the voice belongs to. As soon as I was perfectly steady I felt two hands push me hard from behind. At this point, I was just waiting for my face to hit the ground and, instead of food; have for lunch a good plate of ouch, when I felt two strong arms were being wrapped securely around my mid-area.
I looked up to see my savior, who turned out to be the source of my problems. Guess what? He was smirking at me… again…
"Well, I know that girls throw themselves at me. Though it had never been like this." He said in a cocky voice.
I rolled my eyes and just kept staring at him with my mouth slightly open. Only when he grinned like the idiot I know he is did I realize the position we were in. Me, with just the tip of my shoes touching the ground, my hands clutching to his arms for dear life, and his arms around my waist.
I blushed and quickly let go of him while fixing my footage. He let go of me slowly, his fingers lingering at my waist a little longer. "Um, thanks." I said nervously. Why on earth was I nervous? He just smirked and raised a cocky eyebrow at me. "Well, I'm going." He merely nodded and I took that as my sign to go.
I was walking around him when I felt a light pain on my butt. I gasped and turned around, only to be met with the guy's chest. I glanced up and saw his gorgeous eyes, shining with a predator look in them.
He bent down and whispered in my ear: "Welcome, Gabs." Before walking away.