HIM & I. [COMPLETED]

TWO.

NAYA'S PERSPECTIVE:

Today is my first day in this new school, I want to crawl into my grave from now, I can't wait until my death comes.
New girls, new boys, new teachers, new environment, new everything-- just perfect. My life couldn't get any worse.
I drag my body out of the bed, and start to prepare myself, and try to look less tired. I'm a huge mess.
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GRAYSON'S PERSPECTIVE:

I run down the stairs, and see my mom talking on the phone, and my dad is also in the office on the phone, as well. What a family.
I take my keys, and close the door behind me. I got in my Audi, and drove to school, it's been a long while since I've been there, I usually don't go, but I had to make an appearance on the first day since I have nothing to do.
After that I'll be on the top of the absence list. They'll miss me, so bad.

Half an hour driving, and finally, I'm in the school's parking lot.
Now I know how much they'd missed me; girls didn't stop screaming, and asking me 'where I've been', and 'where did I go', other than the 'I miss you' from every girl. Boys glaring at me, because I either slept with their girlfriends, or sisters, or they're just jealous.
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NAYA'S PERSPECTIVE:

I put my car a few blocks away from school. I saw people cheering, screaming, and high-fiving each other, so I didn't want to be the eye-catcher little senior, and also to avoid girls, and boys staring at me as if I'm a weird nerd.
I walk in the corridor, and directly darted to my first class; geography.
I sit in the back of the class, put my books on the desk, and wait for people to come in, now I seem like a nerd; I'm the first, and the only one sitting in class. Then shortly after, students finally started to come in, and the teacher followed.
"Good morning seniors, I'm Isabella; your geography teacher. Since we have some new students in here, let me ask about your names".
After 15 minutes I started to nod off, there's a lot of new students. Suddenly my eyes opened wide when I heard her say, "The girl with the blonde hair in the back ,what's your name?", Isabella asks. I started to feel anxious, and all the eyes are on me, but the only eyes that aren't looking over at me are his eyes. He is here.
"My name?", I asked like an idiot, as if I didn't know that she is asking me.
"Yes, you. What is your name?", she asks again.
"My name--uhm", I couldn't say my name out loud while he is sitting in the front.
"Young lady, what is your name?", she wouldn't let me slide. Can't she just skip me?, I'm no one, I want to get out of here.
He stopped looking down at his phone, and looked over at me, to see who is the stupid girl that doesn't know how to spit her name out.
"Naya?", his eyes widened.
From now on, I'll suffer from a permanent headache, he won't leave me alone. My clingy neighbor, and classmate, dear god, please help me.
"So, your name is Naya?", Isabella asks, looking at Grayson, then at me.
"Yes it is. Are you happy?, don't you know how to skip me?", I snapped, pissed at her.
"I have to know your name, so I could put it on the list, it's a simple name made out of four simple letters.  Didn't they teach you how to spell it?", she made fun of me, and the whole class is laughing at me.
He came to sit next to me.
Dear life, why are you like this?.
Who ate my dish of luck?.
Who paid you to do this to me?.

"Hey you, you're so damn lucky", he whispers, smirking.
"Why am I 'so damn lucky'?", I ask sarcastically, still pissed, rolling my eyes while repeating his words.
"Because you get to see me everywhere; at school, and in the neighborhood. Your life couldn't get any better, am I right?", he asks.
"No, It got fucking worse", I whisper in a high pitched voice, annoyed.
"Why are you cursing now?, a few minutes ago you were all innocent, and quite that you couldn't say your name aloud", he chuckles.
"Well, you know why?, because you're here, and I knew that this", I pointed at him, "would happen, so cut me some slack, and go back to your front seat, please", now I point at his seat.
"First, that is not my seat no more. Second, I like it in here, you really know where to sit comfortably", he shifted his body in the seat as a sign that he is comfortable in this desk.
"Third, if you don't want to be kicked in the balls for your ego, and provocative behaviour, move your ass to another desk, right now", I let the words come out from between my teeth, and I full stopped my sentence by slamming my hand on the table almost quietly.
"Why so mad, pretty lady?, chill", he chuckles, still sitting next to me.

"Alright, that's all for today, class is dismissed .You can go now", Isabella finally lets us breathe, and gets out, some students got out, and others like him are still in their seats.
I put my book in the bag, zipped it, and hanged it on my shoulder.
He grabs me by the waist, spins me around, and slams me on his chest, "Where are you going?", he asks, his voice is so goosebumps-raising.
Time froze right here, my entire world paused itself, my mind pressed the snooze button. Why, and how, I don't know.
"You're bad at answering back, but you're good at staring for long times", he chuckles, and I can feel his chest vibrating underneath my hands.

I forced myself to function, and gently I push him backwards.
"Just stop", I say looking at the floor, because sometimes it's hard to hold the eye-contact with someone who is as attractive as him.
"You don't want to tell me ?", he asks.
"Tell you what?", I ask right away.
"Why you always runaway, and where are you going?", he steps closer.
Now there's no one around, everybody is out of the class.

"Because that's what I want", I say, unsure if that is really what I want.
"Do you have any plans for tonight?", he asks smiling, pushing his hands into his jeans pockets.
"And even if I had some, you won't be one of them", finally he is the one who is provoked now, I laugh, and run to my car outside.
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GRAYSON'S PERSPECTIVE:

I followed her in my car, "Been You" by Justin Bieber is blasitng in her car.
She sang along, so loud that I could hear her voice from behind her with all the windows closed up in my car, but when she looked at the wing mirror, she stopped singing, and her eyes rolled back into her eyelids, then turned the music down.
I got next to her car, and the traffic stopped us both, I rolled my window down, smirking. She rolled her window down, glaring at me.
"What?!", she asks,  yelling in her car, she pushed on the "T" at the end of her question.
"I didn't do anything yet, why are you pissed this much?", I frown.
"Because your face is so pissing", she yells, then laughs.
"What did you just say?", I raise my eyebrows. From when did girls make fun of my perfect appearance?.
"What I just said", she wiggles her eyebrows confidently, making the engine of her car roar.
"So, you're a confident chick ,huh?", I ask chuckling.
"Confident enough to kick you in that spot", she raises herself from her seat to look down at my jeans, then winks.
"You're going way too far", I warn her, smirking.
"Trust me, I could go further", she licks her lip, and bites it.
She looks up at the traffic lights, then holds the peace sign up for me, and her car goes fast away.
"She didn't just do that", I didn't move my car, I stay still, shocked, and my eyes are opened wide, trying to  understand what I just saw, and heard.
She is such a savage, beautiful, provocative, amazing, blonde haired, blue eyed girl.
And in this moment, I knew that I wouldn't let go so easily.
Car horns started blaring, drivers insulted me, and kept cursing.
"Move your fucking car motherfucker, it's green just go!", an old woman shouted at me, and I jump-started my car in a hurry.
I searched for her car, but it's  nowhere to be found on the road.
She is also a badass-fast driver.

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