A New Friend

Grimmjow's P.O.V

I was never expecting for this sweet ass to talk to me as if she owned me or something, for a second it almost had me pissed off. Everything about this girl screamed princess and pampered and I wonder if she ever had sex before, I smirked, even if she did it was probably all slow and boring.

Now wait just a damn minute, why the fuck do I care what the hell this bitch does eh? She must be a magnet for unwanted thoughts 'cause she sure as hell is attracting mine. As she rambled on and on about who I should and should not mess with I started getting more pissed off.

"Jesus sweet ass! I know how to roll around in schools like these, besides the pricks here are nothing compared to my school" I bragged.

She narrowed her eyes for a second and when I threw that look back at her except ten times worse she knew her place. When I saw her lower her head and keep her eyes from looking into mine I toke that as an act of surrender.

"HA! I'm sorry I hurt your feeling sweet ass, maybe if you sat on my lap you'd feel better" I kissed at her. She kept her face neutral and for a second I saw a small spark in her eyes, when she got out of her chair and walked over to me I widened my eyes some thinking she would actually do it.

It caught me totally off guard when she slap me so hard I fell out my chair and a couple of white dots messed with my vision.

"Oi! Sweet ass what the fuck is your pro-

"Shut the hell up Jaggerjack! As if I'd really sit on your lap! I'm no slut, your so fucking rude and a player you make me sick! Your like every other scumbag in this school!"

She stared down at me for a second like I really was shit beneath one of her sexy boots. I almost flinched at her gaze as her attention didn't waver anywhere else except down at me.

That's when the bell rung and nobody moved except fine ass to get her stuff and angrily stomp to class, I smirked to myself as I thought "Attention! Attention!, we've got ourselves a feisty runner"

Orihime's P.O.V

Everyone got out of my way as I literally stomped down the hall towards my locker. What the fuck was that bastard thinking? Did he 'really' think I was going to straddle him like some star-gazed tramp? No, he's messed with the wrong redhead.

Ichigo's P.O.V

That whole skeptical in the cafeteria caught me totally off guard, I've never seen Orihime go off on someone like that not to mention slap. This new guy had better watch his step around Orihime before I put a stop to his walking ability.

"Yo, Ichigo you saw what I saw too right?"

I looked up to see Renji gesturing to Orihime who was in her original seat three rows away from us, not looking or doing anything, except glaring into space and gritting her teeth.

I shivered. "Saw what Renji?"

"The new guy wasn't the only person Inoue chewed out, hint hint Loly is usually in this class"

That's when I looked over at the empty seat next to me and noticed that Loly was not there.

Furrowing my brows I looked up at the suspicious Renji. "What did you see?"

Orihime's P.O.V

-Last Class-

I was so mad today that school went by in a blur, I didn't even speak to Rangiku, Rukia, or Tatsuki when they asked if I was okay. That's when sneered, they never 'really'cared before why would they now? As I waited and waited for the last bell to ring there was a sudden nudge behind my chair.

With a low growl that the person behind me could here, I let them know that I wasn't in the mood for it today. When another rough nudge sent my body lurching forward in my seat , I got out my seat in a angry blur, causing everyone to stop talking and the teacher to stop and stare.

"What? What the hell do you want?" I yelled.

My eyes narrowed even more when I realized the blue-haired bastard put a playful smirk on his face as he waved at me.

"I'm gonna enjoy my senior year with you Ori-hi-me chaann" he said licking his lips.

My right eyebrow twitched as my face heated up. "He actually said my name" I bent over and slammed my hand down on his desk meaning to scare him or make him flinch ,but he only laughed and grabbed my hand. When I tried to yank away he only pulled me closer and whispered something only I could hear.

"You know, I think it's kinda cute when your mad Ori-hime chan" he kissed at me again and I had another urge to raise up my other hand to slap him (again!) when Ichigo grabbed my hand gently.

"You shouldn't let this douche get to you so much..he's just another punk" Ichigo said leading me away. I heard a animalistic growl come from Grimmjow as he death glared at Ichigo.

"Come on, the bell is gonna ring and I'm taking you home" he said.

I nodded and let him lead me away. The bell rung and everyone piled out the classroom, lucky for me and Ichigo we were already out the classroom and in the parking lot. We quickly approached his Corvette and he opened the passenger door for me, I thanked him and got inside, closing the door myself.

When he got in and started the car and drove out the parking lot, we rode the rest of the way home in silence. Later when we got home neither of us had homework so we just lounged around the house.

He sat on the couch while I laid on my stomach on the white plush carpet. He opened his mouth to say something and stopped looking away from me while scratching the back of his head awkwardly.

"You obviously have something to say Ichigo" I said a little icily. He gave me a disapproving look and crossed his arms. "Control your attitude Orihime" he said warningly.

Was he fucking serious? Was he seriously telling 'me' to control my attitude?

"Your fucking one to talk Ichi! Throughout high school I can't even talk to you let alone hang out with you and everytime I do you pretend you don't even know me! When you actually do and you live in my house!" I felt water coming down my face and instantly wiped them away.

I wasn't suppose to do this, I wasn't suppose to cry in front of him because then he would take pity on me and try to cheer me up and say it's all in my head. Except...that's not what he did.

"I can't help my popularity Orihime, get over yourself and stop acting like the world revolves around me"

That did it, those words killed whatever childhood was left between us. I covered my open mouth with my beige sweater sleeve and took the rubber band out of my hair and rubbing a frustrated hand through my locks. I sat in silence on the couch while Ichigo cleared away the dirty dishes he had on the table earlier and then he left to his room, lightly closing his door behind him.

That night I didn't go in my room, I didn't remove my school clothes, I didn't even shower (I decided I'd do that in the morning) no dinner either. No, that night I slept on the couch because I felt like I was living in a house with a fucking stranger.