Chapter 4
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A/N: Thanks forreviewing!Much appreciated.Urm, read and review. That is all I have to say. It's quite a meaningless chapter really, but yah. What, I never have absolutely nothing to say. I mean, I can ramble on about just about anything for like, ever. So yah. Shutting up now.
Suze's POV:
I stared at the clock. Ten minutes, then I was free. I mindlessly completed the tasks before me. Algebra II sucked even more than Geometry. I glanced across the room at Dan who smiled. I looked to my other side, Paul smiled back at me. It should have been a friendly smile, but it made me feel…cold. He'd been better since the dance, but had refused to admit that we weren't meant to be. Now that Jesse and I had broken up, he thought he should get first dibs. Even though I was dating Dan.
Why was I dating Dan? To piss of Jesse. I know, it's horrible, but he asked me out, I was heartbroken (and peeved) so, long story short, I said yes.
I was kind of regretting it now, but hey. Life sucks sometimes. All the time, lately. And he was nice enough, actually. And totally gorgeous with his blonde hair and blue eyes, but not as nice looking as Jesse. Or Paul, actually.
Two minutes.
I watched the clock ticking away slowly. I felt something fall in my lap. It was a note. I unfolded it and read:
Suze, you up for something tonight? A shifter lesson? Maybe we could get pizza or something. You choose.
It was written in Paul's handwriting, and, if that weren't enough, the shifter thing was a dead (no pun intended) give away. I glared at him and he shrugged.
The bell rang and I flew out of the classroom. Not before Paul could get to me though. He pinned me up against the lockers. I got some jealous looks from a few girls, but I would have given anything not to be there.
"You will be mine one day Suze," he smiled, sympatheticly, "you just don't realize it yet." He touched my cheek with the back of his hand. I looked over his shoulder, past his ice blue eyes into Jesse's brown ones.
Wait, what?
But it was real. Jesse was looking over at the two of us with a look of disgust. I pushed against Paul's chest, but he didn't budge. My eyes were wide with terror. Jesse got the hint. He strolled over to us and pulled Paul off me. I gave him a look of thanks.
Paul glared at the two of us, but slinked away.
"Thanks, he wouldn't go."
"Think nothing of it Querida."
"Don't call me that Jesse. We're not together anymore. And it was your choice." I turned on my heel and left, stalking down the hall. But inside I was shaking. And I got in my car (yes, I finally bought a car, a BRAND NEW green Ford Explorer) and hightailed it home.
A/N: Yes, I know. It's really short. But I didn't want to post chapter five quite yet, so yah. Anywho. Read and review and I shall post more.
