It was really difficult to read when someone was staring at you.
I tried to ignore him as he sat across the table from me, his chair backwards as he straddled it. He rested his chin on his crossed arms as they rested on the back of the chair.
It had been twenty minutes. And he just sat there. Staring at me. He didn't even say anything.
I looked up and glared at him, fed up with him staring at me.
"Hello, beautiful," he greeted with a smirk when he saw that I finally decided to give him my attention.
I shot him a flat look. "Hello, annoyance."
Quinn Vega was probably the most annoying person I had ever met in my entire life. I'd known him since sixth grade, and I could have sworn he was just getting worse and worse as the years went by. It was like his favorite pass time was to annoy me.
"So what're you up to?" he asked when I tried to get back to my book.
I felt my eye twitch and I looked back up at him. "What do you think I'm doing?" I snapped. "I'm doing the same thing I do every day. Except today, you decided to join me."
"Enjoying my company?" he questioned with a wag of his eyebrows.
I scowled. "No."
No matter what I said to him, it never seemed to phase him. I could be as rude as I possibly could, but that didn't deter him. He continued to annoy me whenever he got the chance to.
Quinn was used to getting whatever he wanted. As the richest boy in the entire school, he was apart of an elite group of four boys that practically ruled the school called the Lost Boys. People were afraid of them, but I'd known them since we were eleven years old, and they were actually very close friends of mine. Even if Quinn got on my nerves. They weren't scary to me.
They had their issues, and they liked into fights and cause trouble and mischief, but they weren't bad guys. People were just afraid of crossing them, or getting on their bad side. But I knew I didn't have to worry about that since we'd been friends for so long. They didn't really have many friends outside of each other and me.
People were jealous that I was so close to the boys. It was mostly girls, but I'd gotten some jealous looks from some guys as well. Everyone wanted to be their friend; everyone wanted to be on their good side. But they didn't talk to really anyone outside of their group. Only a few people could be considered their friends. And I guess I was lucky enough to be one of them. Even though sometimes I didn't feel so lucky.
I used to think that calling them the Lost Boys was stupid, considering we went to Neverland Academy. It just seemed like such a cliche name, and I didn't like it all that much. But I stopped ragging on it because everyone else seemed to like it.
I didn't know long I was in the library for, but it felt like an eternity with Quinn right there just staring at me. I would go to the school library after school to relax, but I was getting the exact opposite affect with Quinn there with me.
Finally, I'd had enough. I wasn't going to be stared at while I tried to read any longer. I slammed my book shut, getting the attention of a few of the other students inside, but I ignored them. It was time to go home.
Quinn could tell it was time to leave. "Want a ride home?" he asked.
I shook my head. "I'm fine," I answered as I gathered up my books and stood. "I'd rather walk than be in a car with you anyway."
"Aw, Ebony, you just rip my heart out any chance you get, don't you?" Quinn grinned, gripping his chest as he leaned back, as if feigning a heart attack. "Why won't you accept my undying, passionate love for you?"
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Return to NeverlandRomance
Ebony Reynolds goes to Neverland Academy, a prestigious high school for teens who come from wealthy backgrounds. She is close friends with the Lost Boys, the four wealthiest students who rule the school. She doesn't understand why people find them s...