The New Kind of Quiet

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I groaned as the apple stopped at someone's feet.

I'm really not in the mood to talk to anyone.

He bent over and picked the apple with his index finger and thumb, slowly examining it while his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

The flock of girls around him stared at the apple with wide eyes, murmuring to themselves. I rolled my eyes.

This is definitely going to be a problem. He is definitely going to be a problem.

"What the fuck?" The guy cursed loudly, catching the attention of the whole cafeteria.

I can already tell that he's a jackass.

I looked back at Mila who had the strangest expression on her face. She flailed her arms about in an 'x' motion, signalling me to forget about the apple.

I rolled my eyes yet again.

She had suddenly lost interest in the apple she had begged me to get. Hell no, she was going to eat that apple even if I had to shove it down her throat myself.

"Who's fucking apple is this and why the fu-"

"That's mine" I interrupted him as I stood in front of him, stretching out my palm. "I want it back"

His eyes roamed all over my body, starting from my black hair - which I had in a low bun - down to my torso before resting on my thighs. I quickly got uncomfortable under his gaze.

It's just an apple, it's really not a big deal.

"And who the fuck are you?" His eyes narrowed; he was clearly pissed.

This guy is obviously very full of himself.

"Why does who I am matter? I just want the apple back"

Confusion clouded his face. He looked taken back, like he was shocked that I had responded to him the way I did.

He glared at me, stuffing his free hand into his pocket, while his other hand still held the apple, and I glared back. His eyes narrowed again before he started laughing.

His black hair fell into his face, and he had to keep flipping it out of his sapphire eyes.

Why does this asshole have to have such beautiful eyes?

The whole cafeteria had their eyes on us, no one daring to make a sound, not even the flock of girls that were still attached to his side, for some reason. He laughed for a few more minutes before he finally calmed down.

"I don't know why you're laughing but my hand hurts." I lowered my voice a little before returning my hand to my side.

"Plus, this is kind of embarrassing. Literally, the whole cafeteria is staring. So, if you could just give me back the apple, I'll be on my way"

He studied me for a few minutes before he turned to the crowd. "Could you guys get on with your lives?"

Talk about bipolar.

The chatter and laughter of people could once again be heard throughout the cafeteria. I wondered why they all chose to listen to this guy.

"That includes you guys"

His face held no emotion as he turned to the group of girls that were huddled around him.

One by one, they left his side, each one murmuring to the other. He turned his attention back to me and took a step closer, leaving just a few inches between us.

My eyes fell to the apple that I was going to shove down Mila's throat, which he still had in his hand.

It's her fault I'm in this mess. Why couldn't she have just bought another one?

He had to bend his knees a little so his gaze would meet mine. I could tell that his neck was hurting because of how he kept moving his head, and I smiled.

Fucking tall ass guys. Even though they're all totally my type.

That is- except the jackass in front of me.

He was about to say something when someone interrupted him.

"Give her the fucking apple so we can leave. My legs are killing me"

I turned my head towards the direction of the voice. Another guy stared back at me as he leaned on one of the vending machines.

His blond hair was much longer than that of the jerk who stood in front of me. I couldn't tell what colour his eyes were however because he was too busy staring at his phone screen.

The asshole glared at the blond guy before looking back at me.

"You don't even know who she is. Fucking let it go" The blond guy spoke but his eyes were still fixed on his phone.

I don't know if I should be offended or if I should thank him.

"Whatever" The black-haired guy turned away from me, heading towards the blond guy.

"Oh, here"

He tossed the apple to me without turning before he left the cafeteria, the blond boy trailing behind him.

Well, that was something.

"I swear, if you don't eat this apple..."

"I told you to forget about it" Mila said as I made my way back to her, placing the apple in her tray of food.

"If that's the case, you shouldn't have asked me to go get it in the first place"

She kept her tray on a nearby table before she placed her hands on her hips.

I internally groaned. She only did that when she was about to reprimand or scold me.

"You seriously embarrassed me"

"I embarrassed you?" I laughed.

"How do you think I felt when I was out there fighting with that jackass over a stupid apple? The whole fucking cafeteria was staring at me"

"Wait, do you not know who you just spoke to?"

I shook my head while she gasped, clamping her hands over her mouth.

"How is that even possible?"

"You forget that I don't like anyone that isn't you"

"Even though-"

"Mila, are you going to tell me who he is or not?"

She grabbed her tray before grabbing my free hand, pulling me out of the cafeteria.

"My stomach is killing me, so I might as well tell you while we eat"

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