Picking up her last book from the bottom of her desk, Emily made her way out of the last class she had for that day and walked swiftly through the school to get back to her locker. She had thought about the boy who had asked her out all day and even wasted her lunch time by forgetting to eat when her thoughts got away from her.

She rounded down the stairs to the first floor of the school and yanked at the doors that locked up the stairwell and frowned. They were locked.

Pulling harder, Emily's forehead scrunched in confusion.

"Need some help?"

The brunette turned at the new voice and met the eyes of the cheerleader standing at the bottom of the stairs. "Hi," she sighed. "Haley, right?"

"Right," the blue eyed girl grinned. "You seem to be having some trouble there."

Emily shook her head. "Nope." She didn't even chance another look at the older girl before walking out into the sun through the door underneath the stairwell, not wanting to get into anything with a girl she knew could ruin her life at the best school she had attended.

Looking up once she got back inside and just near her locker, her dark eyes brightened. "Hey. You stalking me now?"

Aaron laughed at the joke, seeing the smile on the younger girl's face as she opened up her locker. "I just wanted to make sure to get your number before we went out," he stated cheerfully. "Kind of helps."

Emily shared a smile with the older boy. "Maybe we should see how the week goes first," the teen nodded, not wanting to mention the blond that was glaring at them from the other side of the hallway.

"You changed your mind?"

Hearing the obvious disappointment in the junior's voice, the privileged girl quickly shook her head. "No, I want to," she tried to assure him. "But people are starting to change my mind."

Aaron frowned. "People?" He turned to look back to where the beautiful girl gestured to and he immediately let out a sigh. "Please just ignore her."

"She's in most of my classes," the brunette laughed. "Unless we're both headed into witness protection, I have to deal with her and those looks she calls scowls."

"I'm sorry."

Emily bit her lip, shaking her head at the older boy and shutting her locker door. "It's whatever. I'll see you around, ok?"

The junior felt like throwing his hands in the air when Emily walked away from him, his eyes hard on her body as he watched her sway her hips. Who had that much hatred in them that they'd push someone away from him?

"So I see you're free," came a voice from behind.

Aaron slammed his hand into the locker beside Emily's and spun around, glowering down to the blond before him with his chestnut eyes. "Stay the fuck away from me," he growled, leaving her standing there as he went to find the fifteen year old.

He ran down the corridor and burst through the entrance doors, standing on the steps and looking out to the cars and busses that were waiting to take the students home. Spending not even a minute looking for the right girl, his eyes found her, the fifteen year old setting down her backpack to slip on her leather jacket. "Emily!"

She looked up at the voice and quickly shook her head, not wanting to spend time talking to a boy she couldn't have. "I have to go, Aaron."

"Let me drive you home," he rushed out, seeing a man in a suit open the back door for the fifteen year old.

Emily gripped the ends of her sleeves with her manicured nails, her teeth nibbling into her bottom lip. "I don't know." She was hesitant, noticing the cheerleader standing with a group of people up at the school's entry. "I already have a ride."

Aaron stepped closer to the younger girl, doing his best not to reach forward and take her hand because he knew that would immediately send her running, and shook his head. "I can take you home and we can talk about Friday," he smiled. "Please?" He didn't want her to get away.