Chapter two

Throughout the day, Becky could feel Justin's gaze on her the entire time. Even during lunch, while they were eating or while Justin was getting to know Becky's friends, his gaze was mostly directed towards her. She couldn't help but blush every time she caught him staring at her or giggle when she noticed when he blushed too.

When seventh period bell rung, Becky left the classroom and headed for her locker before going to study hall. Just as she reached her locker and began dialing her combination,, she could yet again feel eyes on her. But this time these eyes didn't feel as warm and kind as they have been feeling all day and she knew that these eyes that were glued to her weren't the same ones.

While keeping one eye on the inside of her locker, she took a glance out of her other one to see who was staring at her. Then she saw another tall, muscular boy with blonde hair standing a few feet away from her. She also noticed he was glaring at her.

She glanced away blushing.

'Was it just me, or were his eyes the color of fire?' she thought to herself. She shook the thought away.

"Becky!" screamed a voice in her ear. Becky jumped and turned around. Kristin, her best friend was standing next to her, a smile planted on her face.

"Hey Kristin," Becky said.

"Whom were you just staring at?" Kristin asked curiously. The blush that had gone away just a minute ago returned to her face and she turned around. The boy who was looking at her was gone.

"Well?" Kristin said and Becky looked back at her.

"Oh… I don't know I've never seen him before," Becky told her truthfully.

"Oh," said Kristin. "Anyways, are you doing anything this weekend?" she pondered.

Becky thought about it. "I don't know," Becky answered. "At least I don't think so."

"Oh," mumbled Kristin. 'Well then maybe you can go with me and mom to the mall."

"Maybe, but you know my parents. Depends on the money, time, and what not."

"True," says Kristin.
"Well, got to go girl. I'll see ya' later," said Becky

"Ok," Kristin said. "Bye."

"Bye."

Becky walked away to her next class, which was Study hall in the auditorium. She walked inside the large room and then sat down in the first row. Justin, who was sitting by himself in a corner, saw her and then he slowly smiled. Then he stood and walked over to her.

He sat down in the empty seat beside her. "Hey," Becky greeted him with a smile on her face.

"Hey," said Justin, a smile planted on his own.

"How was your last class?'

"All right, and yours?" answered Becky wanting to here him talk more.

"Ok," replied Justin. "But I'm worried about you, though," he quickly added.

Becky blushed. "You're worried about me?" she softly asked.

"Well, sure. It's a pretty big school. Don't want my new friend to get ran over by a mob of senior boys, do we?" said Justin.

"No, we don't," said Becky. "Even though, that wouldn't be such a bad idea." She smirked playfully.

He gave her a playful hurt look. "Hey, you know what I'm still here."

"So?"

"You know what, you're mean," Justin said.

"I kno'," said Becky smiling.

He smiled too. Both of the teenagers hearts were beating harder now in their chests as they locked eyes in a stare. Suddenly a loud, rude, irritated cough was heard in Becky's ear. They looked away from each other to glace at the visitor. It was Makala Johansson, a girl that Becky not only dislikes, but also has hated Becky for years. She smirked at the two.

"Hey Becky. Who's your cute friend?" Makala asked looking Justin up and down with her hard cold brown eyes. She winked at him before glaring at Becky. Justin saw the glare and the wink before he glared also.

"That's none of your business," Justin told her. Becky looked at him speechless. Makala slightly gasped while looking at Justin.

"What did you just say to me?!" she yelled her tone rising.

"You heard me," Justin replied keeping his voice cool and calm. Becky looked down at his hands and noticed they were shaking. She put her hands on his and he took a glance at her, his eyes flaring. She pulled away.

Maybe it was she, but when she touched his hands they were very warm. 'Why are his hands so warm?' she thought. 'Maybe he's warm blooded.'

"Listen, no one in this school says something like that to me," Makala told him angrily.

"Well it looks like someone just did," said Justin. He stood so he was Makala's height. Makala threw a dagger at him and then Becky before she stormed off.

Becky noticed as Justin stood there in front of her that he was still shaking, except he had closed his eyes to try and calm himself down. "Justin, are you-"

"I'm gona go take a walk," he said interrupting her. Becky nodded though he couldn't see it before he walked away. Becky watched him go thinking whether she should follow him or wait until he's ready to talk. She decided to wait.

Tabatha, another friend of Becky's skipped over to the other brunette and took a seat beside her.

"What's wrong with Justin?" she asked. Becky looked

at her.

"I don't know," Becky replied.