ok so hey is chapter 3 and i hope you like it :) :) :)
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Chapter 3: Sweet Hate

Taylor's POV

I was waiting for my history teacher to come in so we can start this boring class, so in the spare time i started to draw, i was in the middle of drawing then some one sat down on the left side of me, its probably one of those annoying guys for earlier. i waited for them to say something to like "hey baby i lost my phone number can have yours?" and then i would have to kick their ass. But the person next to me never said anything and i wonder why?

I look over to left to see who it was, and out of all the people in the world it had to be him. the person in the parking lot from this morning.

oh great now i really hate this class

he was just sitting there looking at his desk with his arms cross and siding down into his chair not really giving a damn what's going on around him.

once again he felt me staring at him, because he look up and turn his head so his eyes can meet mine, which they did... god i need to stop staring at him, cause the last thing i need right now is for him to think i like him.

i was staring into his blue eyes and all i wanted to do was to swim in them...no i don't... do i?

when i was staring into his eyes it felt like a hours, and i didn't want to stop staring into them. Taylor you need to look away right now!!!!!!!!! my mine was screaming at me but my body was telling me a different story, it was telling me to keep on staring into them. and guess who won...yes my body did so i kept on staring into them. i guess he saw that.

"might want to close your mouth before i put it to better use" he said through his grin. knowing for a fact he is thinking about how to put it to use, and that just made his grin grew even more wide across his face.

god i fucking hate him I just want to slap that grin of his off his face. i can feel the anger growing inside of me.

"only in your dreams buddy. Because that's the closing you are ever going to get to me" i said hiding my anger through one of my fake grins telling him i wasn't joking around.

"You say that now" he said and giving me a wink.

before i could ever say anything back to him, the history teacher walks in. did i ever say before i hate teachers? well I'm saying it now.

"boys and girls" god i hate it when she talks to us like we are little kids "we have a new student in our class who just moved here from New Jersey, and his name is Blake Night...Blake would you like to come up and something about yourself?" she ask him in her happy voice.

So his name is Blake Night i heard that name before but where? ummm i just have to find out

"no" Blake said mocking Mrs. Adams happy voice, the whole class started to laugh and i have to say it was pretty funny. The look on Mrs. Adams face was a mix of anger and
embarrassed, which only funny made the class laugh even harder.

"Blake there is no mocking in my class when you are in here got that?" she sounded more mad then of embarrassed. All Blake did was just put of his hands in the air and said "whatever you say teach" with a smile.

Mrs. Adams just turn around and started to talk about War World II and i just tone out and started to think about where i heard that name before "Blake Night" did i go to school with him before i moved here no that's not it because then i would know. I wonder if he is a street fighter? i million of questions pop in my head about that.

i felt someone's eyes on me and i turn to see who it was and guess who it was...Blake Night. he was just staring at me with his arm on the desk holding his head up just looking at me.

when i look at him thinking he would turn away but he didn't, so i give him a fuck-off look and that only made him grin... what's with this guy?. So through the whole class he was just staring at me and not look away for a second, and that made me mad i just wanted to jump off my desk and just kicking the crap out of him. but that will only give him what he wanted which is to get to me so if i do that then it tells him that he got to me. Which will never happen so i just sat in at my desk looking at the teacher but not paying attention to her.

Thank god above because just then the bell ring and i grab my books and rush out of the classroom as fast as i could so i could get away from him as far as possible.

The rest of school went by fast, because he didn't have any more classes with me.