Chapter three.

"C'mon Lindsey!" Marielle screeched, "This will be good for us. You never go out anymore."

"I just don't get why I have to go" Lindsey answered. She hasn't been listening to her friend speak. She was more focused on the mystery boy at his locker.

"Hello!" Marielle snapped

"What?" Lindsey fixed her focus back on her.

"Have you been listening to me?"

"Yeah of course."

"What are you looking at-" Marielle's attention was caught, "Oh I see." She said grinning.

"What.. What are you doing? "Marielle was headed down the hallway to talk to the boy that took all her friends attention.

"Hi!" Marielle spoke. Justin shut his locker and looked down at the red headed 4ft girl.

"Hey." He smirked.

"I'm Marielle." The girl extended her arm

"Justin." He took her hand. Lindsey's eyes widened. She could have sworn his name was Derek. Justin then noticed the tall brunette standing a little farther back from her friend. Her curls complemented her face structure. Her big brown eyes stared into his and Justin felt his knees go weak. She had to be the most gorgeous girl he has ever seen.

"I should get going." He spoke. His eyes still locked with hers. She lowered her head breaking their connection.

"What the fuck Marielle." Lindsey grabbed her friend who was still looking at Justin walk down the hall.

"Cute." She said, "I like him"

Lindsey snapped her head back to her friend, "you what?"

"Not for me." Lindsey felt some sort of relief. She knew her friend and if she wants something she'll get it, " I like him for you."

"Lets go over the chart once more." Lindsey Science teacher said. He was the worst teacher she had. He was rude and old, and he didn't like her either. The doors of the science room opened and closed. Lindsey felt a presence behind her. Slightly turning around she saw him, and not just him but another one. Twins.

"Ah," Mr. Radcott said, "Gentleman welcome to AP Science."

"Thank you." The taller one smirked. Although, he wasn't looking at the teacher he was scanning the room like he was looking for something or someone. He had a blue snapback on that wrote out on the side. His attire was similar to the first brother she met. That must be Derek. The other one was different. He had a softer face. Their outfits were completely different. Who she was assuming was Justin was wearing blue jeans with a red plaid button up. Through the shirt you can see the outlines to various necklaces that he wore. All Lindsey could think about while scanning him was how bad she wanted to pull them and bring him closer.

"Boys," Mr. Radcott spoke breaking Lindsey's thoughts, "please pick a seat."

There was an extra seat next to Lindsey. Derek sat there.

"See your cut healed up" He winked.

"Oh yeah, thanks again." Bringing her hand up she covered her cheek. She didn't like him. When she was around this guy he made her feel at edge. He gave off this bad energy that scared Lindsey. Justin sat next to Marielle, who was beaming with excitement.

"Like my brother, huh?" Derek asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Lindsey stuttered

"I can read it, it's like a gift. You like him."

"I surely do not like your brother. I don't even know him" Before she can finish the bell rang and everyone was getting up except for Derek and Lindsey. He just sat there staring at her sulking in her nervousness. Lindsey went one, " All I know is that I'm late and-" Her books slipped under her sweaty hands, but where caught. Justin knelt before her clenching onto her books. His eyes peered up at hers sending chills go down her spine.

"Thank you." Her heart rate was acclimating. He slowly got up and grabbed the remainders of her books out of her hands.

"What class next" He smirked.

"What?" she questioned

"Yeah, what!" Derek was now by Justin's side. How did he get there so fast? Derek's eyes were burning through Justin's skin.

"French." Lindsey spoke. Derek shot his head back to her.

"Lets go then." Justin spoke shoving Derek.
"Sorry about my brother he can be a total-"

"Dick?" Lindsey interrupted not even realize that she was talking about his brother. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"Nah, its true he can be one." He laughed; "So, French?" he asked looking at her French book, "You know I speak French?"

"You do?"

"Oui."

"Impressive." She joked, as they reached the French room she leaned against the wall," Do you know any other words then 'yes'?"

"Hmm," Justin stepped closer "Maybe You'll have to find out." His lips were hovering over hers. She can smell his mint breath, as their proximity got smaller. The second bell rang breaking their trance. Justin stepped back, "Saved by the bell." He laughed handing her the books.

"Wait," she called out before he left, "there's this stupid party that's going on later tonight. My friends want me to go, and I was wondering if maybe you'd like to come?" Holding her breath

Justin titled his head to the side. "Love too." He grinned, "See you later tonight, Lindsey."