"So I didn't suspect you were the stuffing type." I stopped in my track. Only a couple of feet away from the office and of course I get stopped by Blake.

I turned around to see him standing a little too close to my personal bubble. "I wasn't slurring."

He grabbed the paper from my hand like we were friends (which we aren't, I didn't even remember him. Also his girlfriend sorta dumped her food on me). "Gym huh?"

"What?" I glare.

He smirks slightly before handing it back to me. "Nothing."

"Now if you excuse me." I say slightly annoyed. "I need to turn this into the office."

"This might sound cheesy."

I paused. Did he just?

"But you smell like cheese." he smiles.

He did.

I whipped around. Attitude ready to shoot. "Well if it wasn't for your girlfriend. I wouldn't be smelling like this." I would be smelling like flowers from my deodorant which the cheese is masking.

"My girlfriend did this?" He asks. How clueless is this guy? I'm positive he saw me. Everyone did.

I glare. "Did you seriously not see what happened at lunch?"

He shook his head. "That's not like her."

"Alright then she has an evil twin." I let slip out. "I really need to get this to the office." I really need to leave this situation before anyone sees me with Blake.

Right as I began to walk away, Blake grabbed my arm and pulled me into the bathroom. The guys bathroom to be exact.

"What the hell!" I yell.

"Calm down." He told me. That is not the thing you tell someone when they're upset or semi-annoyed.

He pulled out a small cologne bottle and proceeded to spray it all over me. "There. Now you won't smell like cheese."

"Yeah because smelling like a guy is so much better." I snap.

Alright so I didn't actually smell like a guy. The spray he sprayed on me was a neutral smell. Sorta smelled like the beach which is probably gonna be my weakness smell after this day.

"You were not this mean two years ago." He adds. Blocking my exit.

I glare. "Last time I remember. You didn't pull random girls into the bathroom and spray cologne all over them."

He chuckled a bit. "Well I guess we both changed then."

I cross my arms. "Can I leave now?"

"After an apology."

Is this dude serious? What are we second graders. I was way past the point of being nice, but I really had no choice.

"Sorry." I glare.

He grinned. "Apology accepted."

He moved out of my way and I rushed out of there so no one would not only think of me as cheese girl, but a pervert. I couldn't help, but smile when I reached the office. I had no idea why.

 I had no idea why

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