I pressed my dark colored heeled boot to the spit-polished floor, azure eyes searching the swarming sea of class changing students for a certain red head.

Then I spotted him, gazing at a blond haired female who I assumed was Misa, If hearts could be in their eyes... They would have been. And probably flowing continuously out of his ears.

"Urgh."

That's all I could say, Matt... Well not to be on the rude side, Couldn't get a girl if he knelt down and begged. I'm not saying he wasn't good looking. Fuck no. He is on the hot side, not that I swing that way or anything.

When I tapped him on the shoulder he almost had a heart attack, spinning around and nearly hitting me clean in the head with his left arm, which I caught in my hand, clenching it tightly "Fucking Pervert" I muttered.

He didn't reply, he never did. Caught in the act.

All he could do was blushing a dark crimson color and lower his head until his emerald eyes, hidden behind orange tinted goggles were resting on the ground. "Sorry Mells".

Grabbing the back of his mop of hair I pushed him against the locker, holding him there until his chest was against mine, Narrowed azure gaze burning into his face. A dark expression passing my features "You, Will be" I muttered lowly, then taking a step back.

Swinging my tote bag over one shoulder I began the short distant walk to the next class, Matt trailing behind me like the loyal dog he was.

Here's the thing about Matt and I, we have been friends since... fuck since I can remember, we grew up together. And he's always been like a dog. I'm not really sure why, but it's came in handy a few times, sure I have to give him a game or two to keep him satisfied but hey? What's a dollar here and there. -Snort-

There was something on my mind lately... every time I saw him gazing at Rem, Misa... I wanted to hit them so badly, slam their head's into the locked. Punch them as hard as possible until their blood soaked the too fucking polished floors... Why... I'm not even sure...

I felt a tap on my shoulder, instantly drawing my attention causing my eyes to bat a few times too many, head swerving to gaze at Matt. Brow cocked lips twisted into a scowl.

"What?".

I didn't mean to sound as angry as I did, I had almost snapped his head off for waking me up out of my day dreams, all he was waking me up for was first lesson algebra and it's not like I needed nor wanted to be even half awake for that kinda shit.

When the both of us were seated I crossed by slim legs and leant back, tapping a pencil against my knee as the teacher split gabble about numbers and letters, and some fucking how they wet together, what the hell? Since when were english and fucking maths put together tch...