Disclaimer: Sadly the boys are not mine. Nor are any of the other recognizable characters in this story.

A/N: The song for this chapter is going to be 'Ghost' by The 69 Eyes. It's on their myspace and on YouTube. Thanks to everyone who reviewed!

Wild Pagan Heart by Cara Mascara

Chapter 5: Hooray for Classes!

"So, what's your schedule?" Mel asked Monday morning in the cafeteria as we sat at a table together eating bagels and drinking coffee. I looked down at the white sheet of paper with the Spenser Academy watermark on it in a pale blue.

"Mhnh," I replied with a mouth full of bagel. I took a gulp of coffee and tried again after Mel gave me a confused look. "English, history, biology, and algebra before lunch. Then I have gym/home economics every other day, psychology and study hall last. Awesome it's like I only have six classes."

"I have Gym and home ec. with you. Ooh and Bio!" Mel said excitedly. She took my schedule out of my hand and looked at it. "Algebra too! That means we have the same lunch period!" Mel was one of those girls that chattered all through classes and texts like a maniac. She's a note writer sometimes too.

I noticed Mel roll her eyes and I noticed why when Aaron and Kira sat next to us. Ugh. Aaron put a home fry in his mouth and snatched my schedule from the table where Mel had put it. "Hey, thanks for asking," I said in the most sarcastic tone I could muster.

He ignored me and kept reading while he popped home fries into his mouth. "You're sitting next to me in English and psych," he told me, tossing my schedule back on the table.

"I thought I was sitting next to you in English!" Kira whined.

"Shut up," Aaron said.

"I'll sit wherever the hell I feel like sitting Aaron. Thought we went over this last night!" I snapped at him. He's really becoming a thorn in my side.

"You're sitting with me whether you like it or not."

"Fuck you," I growled and stood up. I threw my trash away and marched out of the cafeteria, Mel giving Aaron a dirty look and following after me.

"What's his damage?" Mel asked as we headed outside.

"I don't know. He's such-"

"Hello ladies." Oh God. It's way too early in the morning to deal with Garwin and I'm way too hung over.

"Hey Lux. Mel, can I see your schedule?" Simms asked, approaching us with Garwin right by his side. I gave Simms a smile, being polite.

"Yeah, sure," Mel said, blushing furiously. Cute.

"I'll see you in bio Mel. I need a cigarette before class," I said and headed out the door.

"Mind if I join you?" Garwin asked as I took a seat on the bench right outside the building.

"Yes, but it's a free country." He smirked and sat next to me. I lit up and inhaled deeply. I love the way Blacks smell. It reminds me of vanilla and gingerbread.

"We have a few classes together," Garwin observed, peering at the schedule on my lap. "Save you a seat in English," he said with a wink and got up, heading back into the building. I shook my head. What's his deal?

I finished smoking and walked into the school again. I found my classroom and peered inside. Oh great, Mr. Pennyworth is my professor. He's so boring. It got even worse too. There were only three empty seats left. Two right next to each other and one next to Garwin. He seriously saved me a seat. What the hell?

If I sit in one of the two seats next to each other, I know Aaron will sit in the empty one. And if I sit next to Garwin, I may or may not be surrendering myself to English class torture.

Garwin smirked down at me from the stadium seating and acknowledged me with a nod of his head and pointed to the empty seat, but still kept both fingerless gloved hands near his bottom lip. Aaron and Kira walked into the room behind me and I made the rash decision to run up and sit next to Garwin.

He raised his eyebrows at me as I stood, waiting for him to move his bag off the seat, which he did. "Well Hell has frozen over," he mused. "Came to sit with me baby?"

"Don't flatter yourself Garwin. The only reason I'm sitting next to you is to bust Aaron's balls."

"So you two are together. I heard things but-"

"No! Who said that? We're just friends. But he's being a dick." He tilted his head and looked unbelievingly at me.

"What?"

"You know he talks about you all the time in the locker room, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Lux… everyone knows you guys are fucking." I sucked my breath in and looked down at the desk. What a fucking asshole Aaron is! "You… didn't want people to know, did you?" Garwin said, noticing the expression on my face.

"How long has he been telling people?" I asked, trying not to cry. I never wanted to be one of those girls. I didn't want people to think I was a whore. I'm not. I've only slept with 2 people. Aaron was my comfort after an ordeal. Plus we were already friends… so it wasn't that bad. But I can't believe he talked about me. That's how he was supposed to treat girls like Kira. Not me. I was supposed to be different.

"I don't know. I heard about it last year though. Don't know when it started." I nodded and faced forward as Pennyworth started yapping straight away. I noticed Aaron turn around and glare at me. I pretended not to notice him and listen to what Pennyworth was talking about.

While Pennyworth started handing books out, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out, being sure to keep it hidden from the teacher and saw a text new text.

'New text message from Aaron –

What are you fucking Garwin now?

Sent at 8:03 AM 8/30/07'

I scowled and started texting him back. "Give it to me," Garwin whispered from beside me.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Just do it. You wanna piss him off?" I hesitated a minute but reluctantly gave him my phone. Sneak was reading over my shoulder. He quickly typed something in and sent it. He smirked and handed my phone back to me. A minute later Aaron had turned back around; his face was red with fury. Garwin wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I froze up. Aaron scowled and turned back to the front, crossing his arms over his chest and swatting Kira away every time she tried to touch him.

I shook Garwin's arm off my shoulders and opened my phone, looking to the sent messages.

"Sent text message to Aaron-

Not yet, but I'm pretty sure he'll fuck me better then you ever could

Sent at 8:03 AM 8/30/07'

My jaw dropped and I snapped my head to look at Garwin. 'What?' he mouthed to me. I gave him one of those 'looks' that girls give guys when they want to be intimidating. I think it worked cause he shifted uncomfortably in his seat and turned to the front.

At lunch I talked to Mel about what Aaron did. "You're kidding me! What a jerk!"

"I know. I'm so mad at him," I said, looking down at my lunch tray, not really interested in eating. I was too upset.

"Hey!" Simms said as he walked over to our table. "You two wanna come sit with us?" he asked, gesturing over to the table that the Sons of Ipswich always sat at. I looked over at the table and saw him there. I knew he'd be there. But I looked anyway.

"No thanks. I'm going to leave in a minute anyway. You go Mel," I said.

"You sure?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm going to smoke in a minute anyway."

"Alright…" Mel got up and walked over to the table with Simms.

"I she okay?" I heard him ask her as they walked away.

I ate a few bites of my food, moving it around on my plate more than eating it though. I heard their table erupt with laughter and dared looked over there again. I caught Garwin's eye and he motioned for me to go sit over there. I shook my head though and stood up, grabbing my trash and throwing it out.

I went back to where my stuff was and found Aaron waiting by the table, not looking happy. "What the fuck is your problem?" he hissed at me.

I didn't even answer him. –Slap- That was it.

"Oooooh!" a bunch of people said and others laughed. Some did both. Aaron clutched his cheek and I stormed past him, going outside for a cigarette.

A/N: Next chapter you'll find out who the person in her flashback was. He isn't an OC, so he's one of the guys from the movie. That's all I'm saying for now though.