"Why did you bring me with you?"
"To fuck." He bluntly said. My eyes widened and trust me I was shocked at what I just heard.
"Wh-at?"
"What? Ain't I fuckable?" At this point, I stared. How could he be so daring? How could he say those things with ease? I'm a virgin I've never even been kissed and he wants to Oh god I can't even say it. I heard his voice and broke out of my trance.
"What do you always think of? What are the thoughts that pop into your little head?" he said poking my forehead with his finger.
I couldn't help but blush at this though.
"Are we really gon-na, you know?" I asked unsurely.
He chuckled and I wondered what was funny I'm damn scared.
"You asked a stupid question and I replied with a stupid answer. Isn't it obvious I brought you here so you could assist me in washing my tee?"
"Oh, that."
But couldn't he just give me a different reply one that isn't sexual? He turned to remove his tee and damn I couldn't take my eyes off his hot body. His back turned against me looked like a fucking masterpiece, toned muscle. I bet there would be toned abs in front too. He turned to look at me Shit! there it was I was right. His abs were undefined. He looks like a fucking sex god!
"Like what you see?" He smirked. Hell yes! who wouldn't? I mean I'm standing face to face with a shirtless Kyle Rogers the hottest teenager in school, hell possibly the hottest in this town.
I looked away.
"If you want to stare longer just ask," he smirked. "Here hold this," He threw my gym tee on me and turned to turn on the tap to began washing his top.
Here I was in the girls' bathroom, watching a shirtless Kyle Rogers as he washed his tee and noticed his muscles flexing. Oh, what a sight it was!
Soon after he finished washing it he squeezed, then he grabbed my gym top and wore it. Such a shame those biceps won't be in view anymore.
"Let's go," he motioned. And we left the bathroom.
"Where do you want to spread your tee?"
He shrugged. "Maybe I'll just dump it in the car.
"But it's still wet."
"I don't know do you have a better option?"
"Well we can use the cloth line," I suggested.
"We have a cloth line?" He frowned.
"Yes of course we do, where do you think they spread the bedsheets in the school clinic?"
"Ohhh..." He trailed off.
How could he not know?
"Well I don't know where it is so lead the way," he gestured with his hand.
I walked to the back of the school clinic where the cloth line is and showed him some bedsheets and clothes that have been spread there.
"See?" I pointed to the bedsheets.
"Oh, I see now."
He turned the tee inside out and spread it on the cloth line.
"I hope you don't forget it here. But you can come back for it tomorrow though."
"What? Do you think I'm gonna wear your gym top home?" He raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I guess," I said.
"Hell no, I can't go out of school like this, I can't even walk comfortably in school in this," he pointed at my gym top.
"Oh well, I guess in an hour it should be dry."
"It better be," he walked away.
***
I'm at the back of the school with Kyle and it's just been quiet. We haven't said a word to each other and the atmosphere has been awkward. Really awkward!
"Don't you have somewhere to go?" Finally, he spoke!
"Uhm no, I have a free period after lunch."
"Oh cool"
We sat quietly for some minutes till I decided it was okay to say something.
"If Caleb and Sawyer hadn't grabbed you, would you have hit him?" I asked.
Honestly, I was curious what if they didn't grab him what would have happened. He did look like he wanted to punch him though.
"I would have broken his nose."
I flinched at that. Violence isn't my thing. I wished everything could be solved by a simple sorry and everything will just go back to normal but sadly Kyle doesn't believe in sorry.
"What's your name?"
"Excuse me?" my eyes widened. I heard clearly but I just wanted to confirm I'm not dreaming. Kyle Rogers is asking for my name? Wow! I never thought this day would come.
"I said, what's your name?" He repeated.
"Lilia"
"Lilia, cool"
He said my name is cool! Cool! I'm literally screaming.
"Thanks," I mumbled.
"Do you like school?" I asked.
Wow, Lila now he's gonna think you're uncool.
"No."
"So why are you here?"
"Because I have to."
Because he has to? So cliché. Well, another question won't bite, right?
"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked.
"Are we playing twenty questions now?" He chuckled.
"I guess." I half-smiled.
"Well no. I don't have a girlfriend."
"Oh," I frowned. But what could I expect from him, obviously he uses girls.
"I have a question too. Why do you space out during discussions."
"I don't space out," I frowned.
"You do."
"I don't," I repeated
"Whatever makes you sleep at night." He shrugged.
"Well, what do you do when you less busy?" He would probably be eating some girl's face I bet.
"Math or I swim"
"Math?" I frowned. Now that's not the answer I was expecting.
"Why? The bad boy got no brains?" He smirked.
"Well I wasn't expecting that and I think you're lying."
"I'm not, what's there to lie about?" He questioned.
"Well, whatever makes you sleep at night."
He chuckled. "Cocky, I like it," He said with a smirk.
I couldn't help but blush a little.
"So you swim?" I asked trying to picture Kyle shirtless in swim shorts. Oh, what a glorious sight it will be. Stop thinking nonsense Lilia I mentally slapped myself.
"Yeah."
"At the pool?"
"No, pools are for kids."
I raised my eyebrows at this. For kids? Where does he swim then, at the sea?
"Oh, so where a pond?"
"No dummy a lake."
"Lake? I didn't know we had those here.
"We do and I could show you."
"Oh, thanks."
We sat there for a few minutes asking random questions till the bell rang. I stood up ready to leave for class expecting the same but he just sat there.
"Ain't you gonna go to class?"
"I will I guess."
"Its history you know?"
"I'm very much aware thank you."
"Oh. Do you want to do something? Should I wait for you?"
"Lilia, I'm the school's baddie, I think going to class late precedes my reputation."
"Oh, I forgot."
I turned to leave and made my way to my locker. Grabbing my history note, I walked into history class.
"Good day, Mr. Stevens" I greeted and made my way to my seat.
"We thought you weren't going to join us, Lilia. One minute late and you could be kissing detention hello," He hissed.
God, I hate this man! He talks like he has fleas in his mouth.
Minutes has gone and here I am sitting patiently and waiting for the bell to ring. I just hate this class, I wish it was a substitute. How happy I would be. The door to the class opened and there came in Kyle with his hands on each side of his pockets and he was still wearing my gym top yaaay!
"Care to explain to the class why you late Mr. Kyle."
"I don't think they would be interested." He shrugged.
"You do know I'm your teacher, mister."
"You do know your class is boring, teacher."
Touché!
"Go and sit!" Mr. Stevens ordered.
"I was going to." He muttered while walking to his seat.
So great I was almost late and threatened to get into detention but Kyle comes in when the class is almost over and gets a pass? Wow!
The class continued and I couldn't help but turn back and steal a few glances of Kyle. Although he kept a straight face through class and made me wondered if he was the one I spoke to some minutes ago.
I barely managed to get through the class without pulling my hair out.
BRIIIINNNGGG!!!
Finally!
I grabbed my bag and swung it over my shoulder making my way towards the exit.
School is over now and I'm sitting in Paige's car as she drives me home. I looked at Kyle thinking he was going to talk to me throughout school but he just ignored me, I guess I thought we were friends now or something.
Paige kept on talking about Aidan and it's obvious she likes him but I hate him. He's conceited and rude. What an asshole. Paige asked me what I felt about him and I said he's okay. It's not like if I say he isn't, she's going to stop liking him. I highly doubt that.
"So I can date him?" Paige asked.
"I don't know Paige but you barely know him."
"Well I know but it feels like I've known him forever you know?"
Yeah, right forever my foot!
"Well Paige just take things slow, I know you like him and all but..."
I trail off.
"Yeah I get but he's nice and you said so yourself that he's cool."
"Yeah, he is," I lied.
"He asked me to join him for lunch tomorrow."
"Oh that's great I guess."
"Great? That's cool!" She squeaked.
She dropped me at my house and boy I was relieved. All that Aidan talk almost blocked my ears. I entered the house and surprisingly it's not a mess. Thanks, dad! Note the sarcasm, because I'm too tired to clean anything.
I plopped on my bed & drifted to sleep. I so needed this nap.
Chapter 7 is over!!! I updated late today & I apologize. I slept off in the afternoon instead of updating, Silly me!
The picture above is of Lilia's father played by Dean Morris.
I think Lilia is starting to like Kyle. But what about Kyle? I guess you'll have to find out!
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