You're a Player but I'm not Your Game

Chapter 4: I Hate Boys

Chapter 4: I Hate Boys

Of course I got paired up with him. Out of all people on earth why him? "Hey partner," Drew said giving me a wink. I rolled my eyes and let out a big sigh, "shut up," I muttered. As you can tell I'm in the worst mood, I got no sleep last night thanks too my dad, I'm in science class, I hated science with a passion, and I was paired up with this most idiotic person on earth for our science experiment! What did I ever do to deserve this?

Drew sat there like an oaf as I began the experiment, I should've known he wouldn't do any work. I dipped a piece of paper into the lemonade, as the paper turned a color of orange I matched the color of the paper to the color of the acid/base chart lying on the table. "It looks like an acid of 3," Drew said. "More like an acid of 5 or 6," I argued. "acid of three," Drew retorted, "acid of five," I snapped.

"three!"

"five!"

"three!"

"five!" I argued, god he was annoying! I felt a five year old having a fight with him like this. "sorry to brake it to you shortie but it's three," he said raising his eyebrows. "sorry to brake it to you troll bate but it's five," I smirked mocking him. Oh my god... what is happening to me? I'm never this mean, I usually keep my mouth shut, but he just brings out the evil in me! I swear he's changing me. "Have you made any progress Mr. Parker and Ms. White?" Mr Provost said, I swear my science teacher was always trying to find an excuse to bark at me. "We were just having a disagreement on how high of an acid the lemonade was," I said trying to not use the tone of an attitude. "Then put both answers, we don't have time for you two to lolly-gag around," he said. Well gosh he was harsh, is a teacher even aloud to speak to his students like that? Once he left us alone I had the temptations to flick him off put I kept calm and resisted.

I breathed through my nose deeply trying to calm my self. I tried to focus on doing the work, "you can help you know," I told Drew. "okay fine what do you want me to do?" he asked. "Just follow the instructions," I said avoiding eye contact.

*5 minutes later...*

"I like your eyes," I heard Drew whisper into my ear, his breath made my skin tickle, I jumped almost dropping an acid and I put my hand to my heart breathing deeply. "Geeze you scared me!" I yelled, Drew burst out in laughter, my cheeks turned pink. "because I told you I liked your eyes?" Drew said calming himself. "yes! Why do you like them anyway..." I asked feeling awkward. "Because your eyes are brown and your eyes are big, it's cute," he said calmly as if it was nothing, I began to blush. I bit my lower lip and continued on our experiment ignoring his comment. "I also like the way you bite your lip," Drew said, I was sure my cheeks were burning red by now. Why was I acting like I've never received a compliment before! Why do I blush so much when he compliments me?

Then kiss them! My brain thought, I wanted to slap my self across the face for thinking that, did I actually like him? No, I couldn't possibly, never will I ever like him in a million years! "Your face is red as a tomato," Drew exclaimed laughing slightly. I blushed even more! "would you blush if I told you your body is sexy? truly it is," he said, he winked at me, and of course I blushed so hard I could feel my cheeks heat up and I was beginning to sweat, was it even possible to blush any more? Why was he toying with my feelings like this. "your freckles are cute," he said pretending to dot them with his finger. I began to feel really nervous, what do I say to that? "thanks," I said giving him a small smile.

"do you ever stop blushing?" he said laughing his ass off, was it really that funny? How can he be so sweet and become a total jerk in a split second? The bell rang and never in my life have I been happier to hear it. I quickly gathered my materials watching him still laugh at me. I quickly walked out of the class room frustrated with him. He torments me with compliments.

"Wait up shortie!" I heard Drew call from behind me and that's when I began to speed walk. "Heather stop!" he yelled, his voice was loud and clear so I knew he was right behind me, he put a hand on my shoulder and swung me around, a few people gave us glances. "why are you running away from me?" Drew asked. He kept his hand on my shoulder as I said "You think you can play with my feelings? Think again,". I slapped his hand off my shoulder and stormed off to my locker.

I hate boys.

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