Jonah's POV
The second-period bell rang loudly as it echoed through the halls. I hated that noise...
"Ah, shit... I have french..." I muttered to myself as I checked my timetable.
I walked down the hallway which lead to the French classroom.
"I hate french! My worst grades are in that class" I continued to whine to myself, "How can I possibly be good at French when I can't even speak English properly?" I groaned.
Aware that I was going to be late for class soon, I quickly sped up my walking pace, until I crashed into a small Asian boy. He lost his balance and stumbled backwards.
"Oh! I'm sooo sorry! I should have watched where I was going!" I panicked, trying to help him regain his balance.
"N-no i-its my fault!" He stuttered, not looking at me.
"Ah! I should be more careful next time!!!" I dragged my eyes up and down his body, taking in all his facial features. He was in my French class... "Wait! Arent you in my French class?"
He nodded his head. He's cute.
"Do you want to maybe... walk with me?" I asked nervously, scratching the back of my head. He tilted his head like a puppy.
Oh my fucking god, he's so cute.
Not in that way of course...
Then he shook his head hesitantly. Oh... I was looking forward to walking with him. I frowned.
"Oh, bummer..." I said sadly, Then I suddenly changed my moody attitude to a happy one, "Well, I'll see you in class maybe?" I smiled.
He shrugged and had a lop-sided smirk on his face. I smiled back then quickly left afterwards.
After taking a few steps, I heard people chanting, "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT" Another fight probably broke out. I peered over the group of people crowding around the fight and saw Hunter Ryder, back at it again with another fight, beating the living shit out of a small blond boy.
"YOU BITCH!" Hunter shouted, "I TOLD YOU NOT TO MESS WITH ME" He pounded on the poor boy's face as he screamed for help. Once the boy rolled over to his side, I could recognize him. He was my girlfriend's younger brother.
"BABEEE! STOP HIM" I heard my girlfriend, Olivia shouting for me. She was on the other side of the crowd; she ran over to me and clung onto my arms desperately.
"Olivia, I can't do anything about it..." I shrugged, not really caring. I continued to observe the fight. Hunter was violently jabbing his ribcage, pounding on his face, as he pinned him to the ground.
"You've become so distant to me," She whispered sadly, "Help me this once..." She looked ay me with pleading eyes. Ugh... Guilt trip.
I sighed then nodded my head. I pushed some people to the side and stuck my chin up in confidence.
I was gonna get severely beaten up... I just knew it.
"HEY HUNTER!" I roared. Everyone's attention was on me. "COME AT ME MOTHER FUCKER!"I stuck my middle finger up and bit my bottom lip aggressively. I looked to my side where my girlfriend was, she grinned with happiness.
"What did you just say, Golden boy?" Hunter threatened, slowly walking over towards me, like a lion stalking its prey.
"Are you deaf?" I mocked. Ah... I regret doing this for my girlfriend.
He lunged at me and tried to throw a punch at my face. I dodged, punched him in the face, and he groaned in pain. He jumped on me and pounded a few punches on my face and we fell on the ground with a loud crash. Fuck... It hurt like hell. He punched me in the side while I lay on the ground. I growled and the others who were watching laughed. Farewell reputation... Hunter continued to lay punches on my face. He stood up and kicked me in the shin and legs. Ughhhh... That's gonna leave some marks. I could already feel the bruises form on my face. I opened my eyes and saw Hunter dust himself off and strut away.
Fuck you.
-
I shouldn't have done that for Olivia. Hunter was way more experienced in beating people up than I was. I had bruises on my jaw and forehead, arms, legs, and a bloody nose. I was let out from the principal's office because he thought I didn't initiate the fight. But I did.
As long as Olivia's happy... I guess.
I needed to clean myself up so I decided to go to the bathroom; it was on the way to French class, which I missed thirty minutes of. I quickly entered the boy's room and I caught the same small Asian boy standing there.
He was ruffling his gorgeous black hair, as he looked at the mirror frustratedly.
"I'm so unattractive!" He whispered at the mirror.
"No, I think you're pretty cute," I said as I was walking closer to him; I winked at him. Shit that was probably too forward.
"Oh... Uh. Thanks..." He looked down shyly as he blushed a bright crimson red. He tapped his feet on the ugly, bland hard floor.
"Too forward?" I asked, laughing.
"Y-yeah..." He quietly chuckled, still not looking me. He was hella cute.
No homo...
"Hey! Do you have a girlfriend?" I suddenly asked, trying to engage in a conversation.
"N-n-no..."
"What?! With a face like yours, you should be getting all the girls!" I laughed. He finally looked up. Eyes meeting eyes.
"oh...?" Was all he managed to say.
It was quiet for a second but It wasn't the uncomfortable silence that I've been getting used to. It was a nice kind. He pointed to the bruise on my jaw.
"T-that was you, huh?" He suddenly said.
"The fight?" I asked.
"y-yeah..." He was so shy, he couldn't look at me in the eye.
"Hey, look at me when you speak..." I laughed, ruffling his hair. He looked up, smiling.
He was so cute; cute enough to make me blush. I stared at him for a moment. I could smell the faint smell of cologne radiating from him. It smelled sweet. It suited him.
I coughed awkwardly and looked away.
"A-anyways, we better get going," I said, still looking away.
"Mm." He nodded his head.
He started to leave the bathroom, and I unconsciously tried to hold his hand, but when I realized, I pretended that I just accidentally touched it.
"M-my bad!" I laughed uncomfortably.
He just looked at me and chuckled. He told me he was going to leave first, so I let him.
Those few seconds, touching his hand, made the butterflies in my stomach go haywire.
I'm not gay...
-
AHHH ALL THE CUTENESS!!!! IM SCREAMING! ≧◡≦
Anywayssss I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!!
Comments (1)
See all