Chapter 3

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~ Quinn's p.o.v ~

"I'm not talking to you"
I tried taking my phone from him. He moved his arm too fast for me to get it. He smirked at me.
"Looks like you're not getting your phone back then"
He started waving it in my face. As I went to grab it he moved it away again.
"Weston! I swear to god I'm going to beat the living shit out of you if you don't give it back to me!"
I scowled.
"Easy... I just want to talk to you"
He smiled innocently. I clenched my fists.

I hated him so much. Not because he was a Marian student. He's one of the reasons why Mark got his heart broken terribly last year.

"Talk"
I mumbled.
"I wanna get to know you, Quinn. I really like you and think you're beautiful. It'd be an honor if you'd let me take you out on a date"
"There's no way in hell im going out with you"
I growled
"Why?"
"You're a a Marian student. Our schools hate each other"
"Just because I'm asking you out on a date doesn't mean we're hooking up"
He claimed.
"How do I know you're not using me? You want something from me, I know it"
"All I want is to take you on a date"
He calmly said. He took a step closer to me.
"Quinn I really want to get to know you-"

"Sorry I took..."

Marks voice drifted off as he looked at Weston

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