Dying For Gavin Mitchell

Chapter 1

Alissa's P.O.V

"ALISSA ROCKELLE!" I woke up to a loud bang next to my right ear. Feeling groggy, I turned my head where a large text book filled my vision. What the hell?

I made the mistake of looking up at my math teacher's murderous glare. 

The grogginess was really starting to get to me, I made the bold decision to smile sheepishly. To my surprise he smiled warmly back, to my conclusion I think my math teacher is bipolar. 

It would explain a hell of a lot. 

I sat up straight, still very confused. After looking around, it was now that I realized that the whole class was staring at me or giving me amused expressions. An automatic reaction I felt my cheeks getting warmer from embarrassment. From the corner of my eye I saw my 'supposed' to be best friends Breannah and Aiden trying to hold in their laughter. 

So what if I feel asleep in my worst class.. Boo hoo. Its not like I did a strip tease in the middle of the cafeteria like skanky Steph. 

Getting distracted from my thoughts, I jumped in surprise when all of a sudden my teacher came super close to my face, so close that I could smell his coffee breath and old person smell. 

"Sorry to bother you you Alissa, but I came over to ask you if you needed anything. A pillow maybe? a blanket? I know how cold my classroom can get."

I was just about to agree and show him my gratitude to his kindness, but about 5 seconds later I just relised that he was being sarcastic. 

"No that's alright sir" I smiled meekly at him. 

"Miss Rockelle, I do not appreciate sleepers in my classroom. Clearly you need a reminder of the rules again, see me in my office tomorrow."  

And clearly you need a reminder about personal space and hygiene. 

"Excuse me?!" 

Oh for god sakes, did I say that out loud?

****

We started to walk down the bustling halls, making our way to the cafeteria which is known to be my favorite place in the whole school. 

Boys don't make me swoon like they do to Bre, instead food did. just thinking about a thin crust, greasy pizza and big, fat, messy burgers made my mouth water. 

Sighing deeply and lost in thought, the unexpected happened. 

"What the fuck? can you not see where your going asshole?" 

I stumbled back from what felt like a brick wall, what the hell? There's no wall in the middle of the school hall. My first instinct was to look over to Bre who looked like she just witnessed her worst nightmare, did she have a phobia walls? I turned my head to see none other than the most feared person in school. 

Gavin Mitchell. 

Westside High's very own bad boy. Almost wore that title as a badge. Rumors say he's killed more times then he showers. 

My thoughts are interrupted, Iv'e been pushed into my locker? by two very strong arms. Even this guy's arms are attractive. 

He cages me in between his arms and the lockers and looks in my eye's. Obviously this guys a player, but the way he looks at me, no wonder why all the poor suckers fall for him, But I am no longer that girl who falls for the 'player' or 'bad boy' because no matter what any one thinks or what the movies and cliche books say, people don't change, they are who they are. 

"Look I'm sorry, But can you back the fuck up?" I say, surprisingly strong, I may sound strong but I can shore you I wasn't. This douche bag is literally making me melt. 

I lean against the lockers and cross my arms, hoping to add to the illusion that he isn't phasing me, and i'm completely okay. 

"I have to admit 'Princess' you have balls. But don't underestimate me. One phone call and I can make you disappear for good." His whisper had a sound of danger and warning which sent shivers down my spine. 

He released his arms from the lockers and gave me a quick wink and smirk. In two seconds flat I was left alone standing against the lockers feeling dazed. 

What the actual hell just happened?

****

I kept replaying the scene of what happened earlier over and over. My friends and I didn't talk about it whilst we ate and I never stopped thinking about it for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, it never got better. 

It's not everyday that you talk to the 'bad boy'. It didn't help that we had so many witnesses. If word got out to my brother, all hell would break loose. 

Jacob has a massive hatred for Gavin. And by I mean Huge. 

Pairing that with being the definition of the ultimate over protective brother, creates an apocalypse. The reasons of the hatred are unknown to everyone, including me. Whenever I touch onto the subject, Jacob goes all crazy and tells me to leave it alone and that's its none of my business. 

Jacob was a year older than me, He's 18 and In his senior year, whilst I still have one more damn year. I'll actually miss him when he leaves, we're pretty close, him and I. Sometimes he acts like my dad and goes into crazy over protective mode but I still love him to bits. But I never tell him that, I don't need his ego getting any bigger. 

My thoughts are interrupted my Breannah throwing a frie at me leaving me with my mouth slightly ajar, "Well are you gonna eat before Aiden eats it all?" 

I was about to be a smart ass, but the whole room falls silent, I look at the entrance and see four very attractive guys walk in including the devil himself. 

They all go and sit down at the table in the middle of the room, away from everybody except his 'gang'. I was wondering why that table was empty when I walked in. 

So they are all the bad boys of the school, Damon who will be the funniest person you would ever meet, He's always getting himself into trouble. 

Then there's Dean, He's like the player of the group, he has slept with most of the girls in the school, especially with skanky Stephanie, But he is quite attractive. 

And that one over there is Felix, Gavin best friend. Felix is like the nice guy of the group, he is shy and quiet but had a good heart. Mind you he's dating Breannah Mitchell, That's right Gavin's sister. If he ever found out that his little sister is dating his best friend. He would lose his shit and I mean probably cause WW3. 

Then the 'asshole' himself, Gavin. Slept with all the girls in the school, well apart from me, he's that cliche bad boy, rides a motorbike and wears a hoodie, and I think he has been to jail like a lot. 

"So when are you going to tell Gavin about you a Felix?" 

"I will try and keep it away from him as long as I can, I don't need him to get into that over protective mode.", Rolling her eyes and nods her head to the 'gang'

"I know how that feels" I say putting my head in my hands. 

****

Making my way to the school parking lot I see him and roll my eyes. "Hurry up please Alissa I have things to do and people to see," Jacob was sticking his head out the window like a dog. 

It was a blue Nissan GTR or as he likes to call it, his baby. I was pretty sure that he was unaware of my run in with Gavin or he would have said something by now. Probably would have some up to me at school or something. I took a deep breath out of relief. I opened the passenger door and sat down on the leather seat. Jacob barely gave me enough time to put my seat belt on and putting his foot down, driving like the maniac he is. We were only a few minutes in the journey and I couldn't take it anymore. 

"For the love of god Jacob, can you slow down?" I yelled whilst the car caused my whole body to slam against the door. I swear I'm gonna die some day. 

"Like I said Alissa, things to do people to see," He replied nonchalantly. Of course he did. 

"Or people not to see." I mumble under my breath.