Falling Apart

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

                The next morning of class, I sat in my usual spot- second row behind the first, far left to the window. As I waited for the late bell to ring, I couldn’t help but glance up at the door every so often. I would be deemed as a liar if I told you that I wasn’t waiting for a certain someone to show up to class, for once. Just ten seconds before Mr. Richter would close the classroom door and start his lesson, a familiar figure stepped into the classroom, eyes locking with mine. A small smile emerged on my lips as Jace tossed his book bag down on his desk, sliding into the empty seat beside me.

                “Jace Wasson, finally decided to show up to class, huh?” Mr. Richter commented, sounding almost sarcastic.

                Jace exhaled a deep breath, effortlessly sulking in his seat. “You know, I could just head back out now if you’d want me to.”

                Mr. Richter stared down Jace momentarily before choosing the right decision and ignoring him. “Okay everybody, please take out last night’s homework and pass it up to the first person in your row.”

                My folder was already out and open on my desk, so I wasted no time in flipping through my papers, taking out my calculus homework. My eyes narrowed over to my right, where Jace was seated. I watched as he pulled up a crumpled sheet of paper from his notebook, handing it to the person in front of him. Leaning over, I quickly asked, “You did your homework?”

                Jace smirked, leaning closer as his lips brushed against my ear. I stiffened at the touch, feeling Jace’s lips tickle my skin as he spoke. “Don’t sound too surprised.” He whispered. “But since I’ve done everything you wanted me to, you do realize this means that you have to spend more time with me now, right?”

                I instantly pulled away from Jace, shooting him a glare. “How could I forget?” I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest, trying to disguise how warm he uneasy he suddenly made me feel.

                “You make it sound like spending more time with me is a bad thing, while you couldn’t stop saying how last night was the most fun you’ve had in a long time.” Jace continued to tease me.

                “I only said that because you were the one who asked!” I sputtered, shooting him a glare. I let out a huff of air, crossing my arms over my chest stubbornly. “You know what? Forget it.”

                Jace smirked, leaning over to brush the loose strand of hair that had fallen over my eyes behind my ears. “Don’t be upset, Everly.” There was a light tug on the corner of his lips as he spoke again. “You know, you should sit with Ryan and I at lunch today, with your blonde friend, of course.”

                I turned to Jace with a frown, blinking. Everyone knew that no one ever sat with Jace and Ryan, unless they were Ryan’s fling of the week. Other than that, Jace and Ryan’s table was strictly off limits. “What?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Are you planning to pour a glass of milk over my head, is that why?”

                Jace snorted, rolling his eyes. “You know, I’m beginning to get the impression that you don’t trust me very much.”

                I gasped, clamping a hand over my mouth sarcastically. “No!” I said tauntingly. “What gave you that sick minded, twisted idea?”

                Jace narrowed his eyes at me sharply, a smug look appearing on his stupid face. “Whatever, princess.” He yawned, leaning back in his seat nonchalantly. “I’ll be expecting you and your friend at lunch today, anyways.”