"It's past because it's yesterday. Can't you see the bright lights of today?
Definitely better."- kadira_writes.
Grayson's POV
"Good morning class." Ms Brooke's voice cuts through the class' quiet atmosphere. I look up from my book and stare up at her. I look at her and I think back to this morning.
Ashley!
The guy with her, who is he to her?
Her boyfriend?
Pssst!
Nu-uh, too possessive to be a boyfriend, if you would ask me. But then come to think of it, it could actually be her boyfriend. I mean, a girl as gorgeous as she is would definitely go in for a boy as handsome, whatever or whoever he is, to match up. You know, gorgeous and handsome. Sounds like a perfect match but theeeen...
They don't look good together.
I don't know what it is but they just don't look like a good match to me. Uh, take the boy out of the picture? Maybe.
Thinking of them alone gives me enough headache.
This morning as I stood by my locker, they walked by as they strode towards her locker which didn't come to my notice was only a stone's throw from mine, closer than I ever thought.
Isn't it even weirder that we've been close all this while yet I didn't know?
I tore my eyes away from themâdon't want to look inquisitiveâ to focus on my locker and its content and after a series of Tick-tocks, I finally slammed my locker shut. I allow my gaze to wander and as it does so it lands on the new guy, who was already looking in my direction with an expressionless face. I turn my eyes away as I bring out my phone from my pocket to see if I have received any new texts.
I hadn't.
Curiosity gets the better part of me and I turn to them again. This time around Mr. new guys' back was to me as Ashley's lips moved, they were in a conversation. It felt like he felt my piercing gaze because immediately, he turned to me and gave me a hard look. We both stare at each other, not a single gaze faltering. Suddenly a smirk makes its way to his lips and he shoots me one last glare before turning his attention back to Ashley. I watch as his lips move and he says something to her motioning his head. Her eyes widen slightly before she turns in my direction, eyes zeroing in on me. Swiftly her eyes return to their former destination as her lips move on their own accord as she says something to the new guy, and he shakes his head.
Were they by any means talking about me?
A frown voluntarily makes its way to my face, What's there to talk about me?
Better get to class.
Right! I better get going. I wonder why I'm still standing here in the first place. I look down at my phone for the last time before I pocket it. I lift my head and decide to look at them for the last time before heading for class but immediately I lift my head, I'm met with the view of the new guy, menacingly taking steps towards me, his hands resting in the pocket of his pants and calmness radiating off him in waves. In as much as he looked calm, his posture was speaking a different language altogether, More of a red flag.
A smirk finds its way onto his lips once he stops in front of me.
What now?
For a tiny second my gaze flickers over to Ashley whose eyes were wide as saucers as she watched the new guy approach me. When our gazes meet, she looks away, yet I couldn't help but notice a tinge of red at the tip of her ears.
Wow!!
She's feeling embarrassed?
At what exactly?
At the fact thatâI betâ her boyfriend is about to give me a warning. He had the sign of 'beware of wild dogs' on his face.
Or am I getting this all wrong?
Maybe I am, who knows, maybe he just wants to be friends.
But then who glares at someone they want to be friends with? Are they trying to scare them away or something?
I don't understand.
"Hello." A masculine tone cuts through my thoughts. Oh, I nearly forgot.
"Hi." I manage to utter as I stare at him.
He smiles, "Well, I'm Lucas, Lucas Linton, and you are?"
Is he in need of friends? Cause I don't look like someone in need of friends.
Or Do I?
"Grayson" I deadpan.
"Grayson....?" he questions.
"Wesley."
He taps my shoulder "Nice surname, you've got there." He smiles some more.
Weird!
Just get to whatever it is already.
"It's a pleasure to know you," he says,
I raise my brows slightly at him and he chuckles in amusement at this.
Wish I could say the same, buddy.
He straightens his posture, "Could you do me a favor?" His voice diminishes from any playfulness as it becomes steady and serious.
Never!!
After a while of seemingly thinking, "Depends" I mutter.
"You see the ginger-haired girl you were staring at a few moments ago?"
I furrow my brows and give him an unwavering look.
Unfazed he continues, "I don't want you staring at her again."
So it's a warning and not a supposed friendship?
I part my lips about to ask him my very thoughts but he turns around and leaves without waiting for a reply.
I bet he didn't need a reply, the guy just gave out an order.
I don't like him.
Ashley's POV
I wish I could pull him back, but he seemed far too close and what would that look like? A few of the students' attention had already been drawn to Lucas and Grayson.
Please don't do anything crazy Luc, Pleeeaaassse!!
Can't believe this is happening. First day at this school and he's already about to create chaos. Thought he was mature now, guess I was so wrong.
Oh so wrong!
I was hyperventilating the entire time while waiting for Lucas to throw a punch as he threatened but it never came.
Minutes later Lucas was by my side, no chaos created. He pulled me away from my locker.
"You didn't punch him like you threatened?" I asked the one question that had been replaying in my head for seconds.
He stops walking abruptly and looks at me sideways with amusement playing on his lips. "Do you want me to?"
I roll my eyes, "Of course not, but isn't that what you threatened to do?"
"I guess I didn't after all," he continues walking.
"Why?" I couldn't help but wonder.
"He seemed like an innocent boy."
"What did you guys talk about then?"
"You." he simply said.
Shocked I raise my voice a tad "Me? What about me did you talk about?"
"Trust me you don't want to know." he shakes his head in laughter and I frown.
"Oh! but I do want to know since it's me we're talking about here."
"It was about you, I get it but it's not like I would tell you what we talked about anyway. Let's just say, we had a man-to-man conversation."
"Man to man conversation..." I mock ".. ..when did you guuuuys become men? Last time I checked you were still living under the same roof as your parents, how man-ly."
He chuckles and I mirror his actions.
"Can't wait for English," he mutters and I roll my eyes playfully.
__________
And then English happened.
"Miss Canton."
I perk up immediately when I hear my name slip from Miss Brooke's lips.
"I want you to take Catherine's role." I groan internally at this.
Catherine's role??
That means..... Oh no!
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