Chapter 7 Let's Go
A/N: Possibly no update tomorrow. I'm sorry, busy with classes. I'll make it up this weekend. Hopefully.
"All right class! Remember you have a pop quiz next class meeting?" A chorus of groans played through the whole class, but I my mind was too preoccupied to care.
I wondered what Jasper was doing now. He was hesitant to leaving me last night.
I let out a sigh, packing my things so that I can go straight home considering this was my last class of the day. Thank god for that, my brain wasn't functioning correctly since yesterday.
I walked out of the doorway and came face to face with Jasper leaning against the wall. His eyes looking directly at me, and I swear I knew what deer's feel when they encounter a pair of headlights coming towards them.
I stood there unable to move as he slowly pulled away from the wall to take lazy steps towards me. He had his trusty old cowboy's hat on along with a fresh new pair of pants and a blue shirt. I couldn't wait to actually get a close up on those inks of his that he had peeking.
All in good time Bella.
I shifted my backpack on my shoulder and tilted my head back as Jasper took the last few steps. I can feel him breathe from how close he stood in front of me.
"You're in my bubble Jasper," I narrowed my brown hues at him.
"Sorry ma'am but you got me caught deep in your trap called your eyes." I rolled those said eyes at his lame attempt of a pick up line.
"How did you know this was my last class?" I questioned and shifted my weight from foot to foot. I still wasn't used to his intense stares.
"A small short stack texted me your schedule." My jaw dropped at what Alice did. That conniving pixie!
"What are you even doing here?" I began to walk away with Jasper following from behind silently. I felt an arm swing over my shoulder and I slowed my steps to shoot a glare at him beside me.
"Aren't I allowed to see my girlfriend?" He calmly asked.
I sputtered an answer back, "g-girlfriend?" I stopped completely to stare right back at him with wide eyes. Since when did I became his girlfriend?
He tilted his head to side giving me a quizzical look. Other students were scurrying around us, cursing under their breaths since we took a perfect spot to stop right in the middle of the hallway. But I didn't care; my mind had something else to think about.
"You're a boy then? I guess I'm fine with boyfriend if that suits you." He scratched the back of his head, clearly uncomfortable in the situation.
"What? I'm a girl! G I R L!" I shouted, glaring at him in intensity.
"Ah, that's good to know. Don't know why you're acting like this though."
"I am acting like this because when did I ever become your girlfriend?" Don't get me wrong. I would love to be his girlfriend. But I hate it when guys assume your something. What happened to the good old days when guy's asked girls out?
"Do you want me to ask you out on a date then?" He added a smile to the question.
"That'll be nice," I reply exasperated. At least we're getting somewhere.
"Bella let's go out and eat tonight."
"That's not how you ask a girl out!"
