(Jasmine P.O.V.)
Walking through the halls I kept my head low, hoping for the love of peaches that she wouldn't notice me...
Peaches you may ask? Peaches are delicious! Wow, that sounded incredibly weird and random at the same time.
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts I slid gracefully through the crowed school hallway keeping the hood of my jumper up to cover my face. Just keep walking; just keep walking and acting natural and they won't notice you...
I was just your typical high school girl; I got good grades, blended in, and stayed out of trouble. However trouble usually found me like I was a magnet and to top it all off the only thing that made my high school life miserable was none other than Alissa Mercedes. She was the stereotypical bully at Hintston High, head cheerleader, bleached blonde hair, a lot of makeup and last but not least a whole school of minions... The fact that she scared most of the people in the school was slightly odd, but if you did what she said you were left alone. I obviously didn't follow my own advice...
Last year when I arrived at Hintston High we bumped into each other in the hallway, literally. I was walking to class and she was talking with a group of friends and ran right into the front of me, making me spill my books all over the ground. I still remember that day pretty well...
I dropped to my knees and started collecting my books. A pair of long tanned legs stood in front of me, their left foot tapping away in the hot pink stilettoes. Why on earth would you wear stilettoes to school?! I wiggled my toes inside of my comfy converse, definitely like my shoes better...
Collecting the rest of my books I stood up to look at her in the eyes. Her icy blue gaze landed on my face, she looked me up and down and sneered in disgust, like I was a stain on her favourite mini skirt. I wasn't that bad to look at; honestly I thought I looked okay. I had long brown hair that reached my lower back, blue green eyes, olive skin and a pretty fit body. My eyes were a little fuzzy so I like to wear glasses to clear up my vision for school; I could see with out them but preferred to be able to read properly. Fidgeting with my thick black-framed glasses, I stared at her. She was wearing a tight pink shirt with a denim mini skirt; that is if you considered it to be a piece of clothing. How she got away with showing so much skin at school was beyond me, she probably intimidated the teachers as well as the whole student body. Snapping out of my thought she put her hands on her hips and let out a frustrated breath, raising an eyebrow at her I gave her a questioning look.
"Are you going to apologize to me or what?" She sneered dusting off imaginary dust from the front of her shirt
"You ran into me" I deadpanned keeping my voice flat, I heard rumors of what this girl did to people but I wasn't afraid of her. What more could she possibly do to my life to make it worse than it is?
Her face transformed into a shocked expression for a fraction of a second before setting back into a disapproving sneer. "Apologize to me or else" She ground out with a hateful tone in her voice
I scoffed, "Right, like I said... You. Ran. Into. Me." I said staying each word slowly
If it was possible Alissa would have steam coming out of her ears, her face was starting to go red. She was angry, at me. Great.
The bell rang breaking apart our little staring match and I sighed out deeply. Dusting off my skinny jeans I looked at her again, rolling my eyes I walked past her and called over my shoulder, "Sorry girls, this was fun but I've got to get to class"
Cut a long story short, by the end of the day I ended up covered in tomato sauce.
Ever since then Alissa and her minions have taken pleasure in making my high school life miserable. Shaking away the flashback I put my head down again looking at the floor as I walked.
Please don't see me, I chanted in my head. I still wasn't afraid of her but her pestering got... Annoying. At first I was a little shaky when she got me the first couple of times but now I kind of laughed at her attempts. I let her believe that she was breaking me just to stop her from physically talking to me, and it worked.
My thoughts were lost when I connected with something hard, or more like some one. Without looking up I began to apologize, "Sorry, I didn't mean to walk into you. I'll watch where I'm going next time-" My apology was cut short when the person laughed. Finally looking up I met a pair of infamous grey eyes. Two words. Max Rider. None other than the school's bad boy smirked down at me. I'll admit, he's handsome. Strong jawline, mysterious grey eyes and a muscular build. His dark hair fell into his eyes for a second before he swept it away with his hand.
He put on a mock shocked face and placed a hand over his heart, "An apology? For me?" I deadpanned as he chuckled at my expression
Keeping my face blank I looked at him, "Ha- No. This was fun but I gotta go" I said side stepping him, however he sidestepped with me. I let out a frustrated breath, Max and I got along some could say. He wasn't mean to me like a certain someone but he wasn't exactly the nicest either. He once locked me in the cooking room's cold room because, his words not mine, "You looked hot, so I thought you could use some cooling down" I was in there for an hour. I also ended up getting a cold, which made me miss two days of school.
Looking over my shoulder I saw Alissa still talking with her friends, turning back to Max I gave him a look. "Please Max, I actually want to get to class on time"
He smirked and took a step to the side guesting dramatically with his hands for me to pass, "Thanks..." I drew out sarcastically; I was just about to get past him when he suddenly turned. Surprised I turned and faced him; he had a devious smile playing at his lips.
I frowned, "What are you-" I began to ask but he cut me off by trapping me against the hallway wall. A little shocked I looked at him with wide eyes; he had both hands either side of my head trapping me from escaping. I was starting to get nervous, it was common knowledge that Max could get any girl he wanted, I mean with his looks, who wouldn't want to date him? Shaking those thoughts away I looked over his shoulder and noticed that Alissa wasn't standing there anymore, she was walking towards us. I turned back to Max, with pleading eyes, "Max please let me go" I pleaded, something flashed through his eyes for a second and he took a little step back, dropping his hands. I let out a breath of relief, looking over his shoulder again and I saw Alissa, she was almost at us now. You see, Alissa had a thing for Max, practically every girl did and when you were caught with Max, you got burned. Bad. My mind flashed back to that day with all the tomato sauce, I had to throw those clothes out because they were that stained. Shaking away the thoughts I gave Max a weak smiled and tried to blend in with the crowd again. It didn't last long before my jumper hood was pulled causing me to stop. It pulled painfully against my neck cutting off the air for a mere second. Gasping a breath I twisted around to see Alissa standing there her hand on her hips. "What were you doing with Max?" She sneered at me; did I mention that this girl sneered a lot?
Sighing I ran a hand through my long brown hair that was now un-tucked from my hood. "We were just talking Alissa, relax," I stated dropping my hand to my side
She laughed without humor; I had to give it to her though. If she auditioned for a play or something for the Wizard of Oz, she would make a really good Wicked Witch of the West.
"Right..." She drew out sarcastically, "Look, like everyone else in this school knows, perhaps you don't. Max. Is. Mine. Understood Jasmine?" she asked cheerfully, I swear this girl is bipolar sometimes...
"Crystal" I deadpanned side stepping her and making my way to my locker, rubbing the faint red line I put in the combination and open the locker.
"What happened to your neck?" I a voice beside me asked, causing me to jump
Turning to see a smirking Max I scowled at him, hitting him playfully in the arm.
"Don't scare me like that!" I said to him narrowing my eyes
He chuckled causing me to sigh and turn back to face my locker.
"Again I ask, what happened to your neck? You have a red line..." He asked again
Sighing I grabbed out my books and slammed the door shut locking it again.
"Alissa happened" and with that I walked away to class
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