Stuck with the schools Bad Boy

Chapter 25

I pushed past bodies as I made my way down the halls to the cafeteria.

Let's just say my previous lesson with Blake didn't go as bad as I thought.

After our "kiss" we continued to read our scripts until the bell rang. Our next lesson was tomorrow which was dress fittings so I wasn't worried about having to kiss Blake again. My attraction towards him was really starting to piss me off. My brain was telling me to do one thing but my body was reacting differently.

"Blake stop ignoring me"

I glanced towards the lockers, only to see Tiffany hanging around Blake's locker.

"Blake!" She whined again which made me cringe.

I slowed down my pace so I could watch them.

She was clinging onto Blake's arm, looking up at him like a lost puppy.

"Look" Blake sighed, pushing her off him. "I don't want you. Never have, never will"

She scowled, storming after Blake who began walking away from her.

I snickered.

Her body jerked to a stop. She turned around, glaring hard at me before a smirk soon drifted onto her face.

I raised an eyebrow.

Without a warning, she strutted towards Blake, pulling him by his jacket towards her, before grabbing his face in her hands and smashing her lips onto his.

My heart dropped in my chest.

A massive lump began to form in the middle of my throat, suddenly making it very difficult for me to breathe.

I'm pretty sure my face was of pure horror as I silently fumed at the sight in front of me.

Instant Jealousy consumed my body as I just hopelessly stood there in the middle of the hallway looking like an idiot.

What could I do?

I continued to watch her shove her tongue down his throat, fisting his hair tightly in her hands.

Red clouded my vision and before I could register what I was doing, I was storming towards them.

I hated her. Ohh I hated her with a burning passion.

Since fricken day one she had caused me to feel so much hatred towards her, and now she was sucking face with him!

Before they could go any further, I was about to claw at her face but Blake pushed her back, "what the fuck?" 

I stopped in my tracks. I was literally right in front of them.

Tiffany glanced over at me again, smirking smugly before walking off.

I closed my eyes, mentally cursing myself.

I was about to make a run for it but it was too late. He had already seen me.

I breathed in heavily, trying to calm myself from what I had just seen.

I tried to mask my emotions. I didn't want him to know how much that had effected me. The only thing I could do was retrieve my eyes away from him and glare down at the white tiled floor.

Dragging my feat against the tiles, I made myself walk past him, trying to remove the image of them locking lips out of my head.

My eye brows furred as I felt a sudden tug at my heart.

Why was i getting so worked up over this?

Was it because I thought I would never see him kiss someone else because he kissed me?