Game On Player. Game On.

Chapter 2

I rushed myself to English class because it is on the opposite side of the school. I just made it in before the bell. The teacher smiled at my, red with exhaustion face (because I tried running to make the bell on time) and told me to sit in the back corner.

She started taking attendance while i sat down and looked around the classroom at the different posters of Shakespeare plays and, quotes from the plays. Also at the dusty three chalkboards that looked like they haven't been washed in years. Beside me light radiated from the sun by the two big windows.

In a way I was content because so far no one I really knew or would talk to was in this class right now. Which therefore means no drama.

All of a sudden, breaking the teacher from her lecture to one student about their phone being out in the class, the door slammed open and in popped the asshole himself. He flattened out his crinkled pants and shirt. Then gave the teacher the famous smirk.

"Mr. Masters. Please sit down so we can move on with the lesson please. Take your seat beside Ms.Hart no more interruptions." She said sternly while waving her arm towards me. He looked around the room then glanced at me with surprise then covered it up with a slight smirk.

I ignored it. Wait, Masters? I know that last name! Shit think, maybe long lost friend? Uhm cousin? I know that last name! While I was questioning myself he sat beside me and I noticed a lot of purple black bruises along his chiseled neckline and going into his shirt. Gross! So he decided to have a quickie before class. How classy.

I made sure I was leaning against the wall getting the farthest distance from him. I plugged my phone back into my ears because the teacher told us to write a paragraph about ourselves so she could get to know us more. As soon as I start writing I look over to assholes page. I saw his name Brandon Masters.

My heart stopped beating. Wait, Brandon?! This ass is Brandon?! I don't think I can handle him! Not now at least!! I can't do this.. Fuck I'm so scared. My heart started beating so fast. Ivy calm down I coaxed myself. You can handle him! Show him whose boss Ivy!

I looked away from the devil himself and, with my hands shaking I started writing the assignment she assigned us. i started writing about happier things like, my family which is just me and my parents, and my parents are in the dental and medical businesses and my brother who is now in college for mechanics.

I also wrote what my favourite animal is and that would be a tiger because they are so majestical. Also, I wrote about my friends and what they are like. And I like to dance and sing for fun along with horse ride and play volleyball. Then a song interrupted my thoughts.

The song that cane on was, waiting for superman. This song upsets me so much because, all I want to do in my life is find the one. I'm so tired of getting hurt by everyone I've done nothing to deserve this. But I guess it makes me who I am Rose would say.. And now I'm sitting beside the person who made me this person today.

Oh goody.

Brandon's POV

I was zoning out in English because I was thinking about the quickie I had in the closet with Rachel? Rebecca? I don't know her name but, all I know was it was eh.. Average. But whatever she offered. I don't know I why but usually I wouldn't do it at school. But today was an exception. The bitch pissed me off with her quick come backs. But yet I have never met anyone like her before.

And now I'm sitting beside her. What was the teacher wanting? A death? I don't even know this chick and everything about her pisses me off. The way she thinks she knows everything and the way she walks and just the vibe she gives off. She's the talk of the school even my friends are wanting to get to know her more.