Heaven On Fire

C H A P T E R O N E

Spencer moves from behind his short friend to stand in front of her. He smirks down at the pretty girl, his eyes showing the lust he has for her. "Your ass looks amazing in these leggings."

Blaise rolls her eyes. "You say that with everything I wear."

He reaches down and squeezes her butt. "'Cause it's true."

Did I forget to mention that the two are friends with benefits? I did? Well, sorry.

Spencer O'Reily; five-foot-ten, dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, tan skin, seductive smile, and a flirty personality are all things Blaise would use to describe him. He's been friends with Blaise since freshman year, and friends with benefits since junior year. The two are seen as a couple at school, but they don't have any feelings for one another. In fact, they had a pact that if the other person started to fall for them, they would stop the whole "benefits" part of their relationship and go back to being just friends.

"Did you hear about the new kid?" Spencer asks Blaise as they walk towards the cafeteria to get breakfast.

Blaise furrows her brows. "What new kid?" She questions as she moves Spencer's hand away from her ass.

Spencer nods his head over to the front office. "That one," he says, referring to the tall boy standing at the desk, most likely getting his schedule.

Blaise's eyes trail along the boy's body, smirking when she likes what she sees. He's wearing a knitted, light blue sweater with a white shirt underneath, some light wash jeans, and pristine, white Converse. His outfit does nothing to hide his broad shoulders or toned legs, causing Blaise to lick her lips. Before she can see his full face, Spencer drags her into the cafeteria.

"I know that you're eye-fucking him right now, and that's all fine and dandy, but I'm fucking hungry and I'm not gonna wait for you to finish," Spencer whines, pulling her towards the line.

As they wait to get their breakfast, Spencer keeps teasing Blaise and giving her playful pats on the butt or twirling her hair, both things she hates him doing. Blaise curses him out as he keeps doing it after they've paid for their food. The two teens walk over to a table closest to the door and start to eat, enjoying their bland school breakfast in peace. It isn't until the loudest people in the cafeteria, the "popular" kids, quiet down that Blaise notices the new kid walking into the room. She's in the middle of scolding Spencer for touching her butt again when she pauses to take a good look at the face that belongs to the hot body she saw a few minutes ago.

Holy fuck, that boy is gorgeous. She thinks to herself as she takes him in.

And she's right. The boy has golden brown hair, caramel colored skin, beautiful grey eyes that are covered by stylish glasses, full, pink lips, and a sharp jawline. His eyes dart around the room nervously as he clutches onto both his schedule and backpack straps. He looks down at his shoes when he notices the people staring at him, and quickens his pace to sit down at an empty table.

Blaise smirks. Look at him, he's so nervous. She coos in her head.

Without a second thought, Blaise gets up from her seat and saunters over to the new kid, her signature smirk still on her face. When she gets up to the table, the boy looks up from his phone, shuts it off immediately, and gives Blaise an awkward smile.

"H-hi?" He greets when the raven-haired girl takes a seat across from him. Blaise's eyes widen a fraction at the sound of his Australian accent.