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Headstrong - Trapt (So Jack's perspective in this chapter)
You looked up and for the second time that day, your breath caught in your throat.
He had the bluest blue eyes you had ever seen and currently they were staring at you in an amused way.
"My name's Jackson but you can call me Jack. What's yours?"
"Uhm," you hesitated. "(F/N)," you said as you watched an amused smile grew on his pale features.
"Where did you come from?" you asked out right, feeling uncomfortable by his stare.
"Nuh-uh, I'm the one asking questions," Jack said in a low tone as your heart fluttered.
"Miss (F/N), do you have anything specific to tell the class?" Mr. Hudson asked in a sharp voice as you flinched and shook your head, all the while glaring at Jack for getting you into trouble like that.
The rest of the class past by in a blur as you tried not to be too aware of the new guy beside you as you concentrated on the quiz, a look of concentration on your face.
Before the bell even rung, he had got up and walked out of the class just as you turned to him to ask him more questions.
You shook your head, the questions dying in your throat.
That's one strange guy, you thought in silence.
It was during lunch with your best friend that you noticed him sitting all alone at the back of the cafeteria, his head bowed over a notebook, seeming to scribble furiously.
"Hellooo, earth to (F/N)," your best friend said as she shook her hand repeatedly in front of your face.
You snapped out of your thoughts as you shook your head, a sheepish grin making itself apparent on your face.
"Sorry, zoned out there for a while," you apologized to her as she huffed and caught sight of what you had been staring at.
Or more precisely, who.
Emily turned to you with a smug grin on her face as you flushed and gave her a glare.
"Guess the rumors were right," she said casually. "He is hot."
"Em," you whispered furiously as she shook her head and laughed.
"Oh lighten up (F/N), it's not like he's gonna hear us all the way behind the cafeteria," Emily said in a patronizing way.
Just then, the strangest thing happened.
It seemed as if Jack had heard Emily mention him as he looked up and caught your (e/c) eyes with his blue ones.
A hostile look passed through his eyes as you gasped and looked down, fiddling your hands around your sandwich which you had no appetite to eat anymore.
That was really weird.
You recalled his friendly outlook in biology and compared it with his hostile stare and you felt confuse.
"The bell just rang, we gotta go, (F/N)," Emily called as you nodded and got up with her, hoping that you would forget this would even happen by the time school was over.
Mercifully, you didn't see him after school and you were relieved yet a little disappointed.
Driving back home you gave yourself a mental lecture for overreacting and scowled at your silliness.
It was barely even one day and you've already had your mind twisted up by a single guy.
You blamed it on your insomnia.
When you arrived home, you found that the house was empty and silent, a sign that your mum had already left for New York.
You sighed as you sat on one of the plush living room couches, relishing the quiet before it became too uncomfortable and you turned to switch on the radio, smiling when your favorite song came on air again.
You were tossing and turning in your bed, the covers off and the temperature unnaturally really cold.
You sighed and squeezed your eyes shut, determined to fall asleep.
When you were nearing unconsciousness, a loud tap suddenly resonated from your bedroom window and you woke up, gasping.
You instinctively looked outside your bedroom window but couldn't find anything out of the ordinary.
The same streets, the same pine trees lining your driveway and of course, the familiar sliver of moon peeking out of from the dark clouds, looking comforting and unnerving at the same time.
You wrapped the blankets around you tighter as you sniffed, the cold really getting to you.
After a heartbeat, you decided to look outside your window. When the fear subsided enough, you got up and tiptoed to your window.
You scrutinized the same scenery, looking for anything out of the ordinary.
You heaved a sigh of relief as you shook your head at your silliness.
Just as you were about to walk back to your bed, you could have sworn you saw a shadow outside, but when you blinked, it was gone.
Unnerved, you took a step back and all but ran to your bed as you tried to slow your erratic heartbeat.
When you were calm enough, you exhaled slowly and glanced at your alarm clock.
You groaned and dived back in the covers.
It was 2 in the morning.
The next morning in school, you could barely keep your eyes open as you slouched down on your seat, trying to close your eyes obscurely as your Chemistry teacher drone on and on.
On second thought, you opened your eyes wide enough and paid attention, trying to avoid trouble.
When you glanced around the class in obvious boredom, you caught a pair of bright blue eyes staring at you from your right.
You looked up and noticed Jack immediately turning back to avoid your gaze, concentrating on his notes instead.
You huffed out a breath as you furrowed your brow and continued concentrating back at the lesson.
You knew you couldn't avoid him as he had almost all of the same classes as you and that kind of made you frustrated yet weirdly elated for some reason.
Chemistry couldn't end fast enough for you.
When you were walking back to your locker, a voice called you out of your reverie as you looked up to see who had called your name.
"(F/N)! Slow down!" the voice of your guy friend sounded down the hall.
You turned around with a curious look on your face as your guy best friend Alexander came rushing down the hall, breathless.
"Hey Zander," you greeted him by your favorite nickname for him, a huge smile on your face.
"Hi," he greeted, a smile alighting his green eyes. "I was wondering if you wanted to come to a party tonight at my place, the rest of the swimming team will be there," he explained enthusiastically.
You couldn't help getting affected by his excitement as you nodded.
"Sure."
"Great, 9 tonight?" he asked and you had to bite back the reply of guilt at the thought of leaving your house so empty but changed your mind when you remembered that it was a Saturday the next day.
"Heck yeah," you replied and Alexander's grin grew even possibly wider.
"Cool, invite Emily too if you want," Alexander said as he waved and bounded back to wherever he came from.
You shook your head but couldn't help the excitement coursing through your veins at the thought of tonight's party.
Alexander was on the swimming team and was considered kind of popular but you wondered why he wanted to hang around you as you weren't really that well known.
It's hard to see why he wasn't popular; with his good grades, outstanding swimming record, midnight raven black hair, green eyes and an easygoing smile, Zander was an all rounder.
And you?
You were just the girl he hanged around with because the both of you had known each other ever since you both were in diapers.
Deep down, you suspected it was something more but you didn't dwell on it as the thought that Zander might have a crush on you seemed completely absurd.
But at least it wasn't absurd to Emily who constantly teased you and tried to hook you up with him.
You gave a mental shrug as you continued for your last class today; Biology.
You got in as Mr. Hudson breezed by you and took a seat in your normal place. You looked around and spotted your ex seat buddy, Lynette all the way at the back with seating with a jock who was constantly trying to send not so subtle innuendos at her direction.
You smiled when she caught your eye and she grimaced. You gave a 'what could we do' shrug and hastily turned around as you noticed Jack entering the classroom, 5 minutes late.
Mr. Hudson didn't chastise him but instead went on to writing some notes on the board, completely absorbed in whatever he was doing.
Jack slumped into his seat as the tension around your table became even more noticeable.
From the corner of your eye, you saw him take out his notebook as he continued to scribble, completely oblivious to your presence.
You decided to write him off as a weird kid and concentrated on whatever your Biology teacher was writing.
"(F/N)," Jack's soft voice cut through your thoughts as you turned to look at him.
Jack gave you a small smile and you noticed that his blue eyes looked a little strained and… Controlled?
He handed you back your pen as you took it silently.
"Oh, now you're talking back to me again?" you asked in what was meant to be a joking tone but it came out sounding slightly accusatory.
You flinched at your tone and immediately felt horrified.
Jack's eyes widened infinitesimally as he raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to hand it back to you yesterday," he said mildly as you nodded and pocketed your pen.
"I was just kidding," you said hastily but you knew it was too late as a delicate blush stained your cheek and you looked down at your notes, grateful for a distraction.
By your side, you could feel Jack laughing and that only fueled your indignation.
You then decided right there and then that you didn't want to have anything to do with that elusive, flippant blue eyed boy ever again.
But halfway during Bio, you caught him looking at you again with a mixture of curiosity and amusement as he shook his head and went back to his notes.
Okay, maybe you might give him the benefit of doubt first.