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Part. 11 -Woah Tiger!-

"Remember when you broke your foot from jumping off the second floor?"

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I waited in my seat, watching Alex leave. He shot me a smirk, speaking to one of his friends in the corner. Hayden put away his notebook and began standing up, but I yanked on his jacket for him to sit down.

"Let go." He sounded annoyed, but I didn't let go. Once Alex left, I let go of his jacket and grabbed my stuff.

"Thank you..." I trailed off.

"And what do I get in return for my honorable service?" Hayden said with a dirty smile on his face.

"Bye." I said harshly.

"Oh and I hope you know that I'm not one of these girls who would die for you from one word that you say. They are just so dumb. It's completely absurd when a school like this filled with hot boys, you're the only one they pay attention to." I told Hayden, his green eyes filled with amusement.

"Don't deny it sweetheart, you don't have to be ashamed of it, just embrace it." He stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked at me.

"Wow thank you fuck boy, you finally let me see the real me!" I said sarcastically. His jaw hardened.

"Get out of my face." He snarled, standing directly in front of me.

"You got in mine first." I challenged him, stepping even closer. He was so close, I can practically see specks of brown in his eyes. He pulled one of his hands out of his pocket and pointed one of his fingers at my face and was about to say something but held it back.

"You know what? I'm going to sit next to you everyday now just to annoy you. You're welcome. So consider yourself lucky." Hayden crossed his arms.

"And for what?" I spat at him.

"You will know soon love, you will know soon." He smiled at me before walking out of the class room.



I stared at the clock, tapping my foot uncontrollably. Few more seconds left-


Oh my god yes! I yanked my purse off of the chair and bolted out of the room.


Classroom doors flung open, and people started flooding the hallways taking pictures, and going to their lockers. I took one of my books from my locker, put it in my book bag and slammed it closed.

"Woah tiger! What happened?"

Ladies and gentlemen, meet Julian.

Or Jules for short.

My best friend. Ride or Die. Life or death. My lifeline.

Whatever you want to call it.

Me and Julian became friends through the therapy circle. He's an extremely stunning guy, I can't lie. Tall, 6'2, with vibrant blue eyes that sometimes become so light they look colorless, dark brown hair with blonde highlights, and a rockin body for days, many people would find him irresistible. But he's too much of a brother for me to look at him in that light, and he sees me in the same way, luckily. He's almost like a play boy, but he never dates, it's very few. Only charms. So... maybe prince charming?

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