#9
I kept my head hung low, hoddie over my head and stared down at my fingers in the back of the classroom. I shook my leg, wanting class to be over already, until my head snapped to the front of the classroom as the door opened.
"You must be the new student" My eyes gazed at him, looking at him up and down. He smiled at the teacher, nodding. "And what's your name?" Mr. Anderson asked. "Justin." My heart warmed up a bit hearing him talk. Justin. She smiled at him, "Well alright, let's see uh..." I sighed, putting my head back down. "You'll sit next to (Y/N)." I felt my eyes come out of it's sockets. Ms. Peterson pointed at me as he made his way to the back of the classroom to sit next to me.
I sat up, but still looking down as I started playing with my fingers. He plopped into the seat next to me, his eyes never leaving me.
"Hey..." He whispered over to me. He leaned over to me, his arm resting on my desk, trying to look at my face and get eye contact. I did not even dare to pick my head up. I sighed and continued to play with my fingers. He sat back up in his seat but not once did he take his eyes off of me.
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Justin's POV
It was lunch time.
I sat with some friends I made in my other classes. I smiled and laughed as they told me jokes and I felt very welcome to the school already. Until something, someone caught my eye.
The girl from Trigonometry class today. I watched her as she hurried to the lunch line. I wanted to know her, I don't know why, but there was just something about her.
I looked at Ryan and Chaz.
"Who's that girl?" I pointed to the mystery girl. Ryan sighed. Chaz smiled dropped. "What is it?..." I was getting concerned now.
"That girl's name is (Y/N)... She has been through a lot." He gulped.
"Like what?" I was curious. Chaz spoke up,
"When we were all in freshman year, believe it or not she was the popular girl. Good grades, decent girl who always had a huge smile on her face and her boyfriend, Mason at her side. They were together for 3 years. Then... he died last year in the middle of Junior year. It was late at night he was walking home and out of no where, a car just came. He was on the phone with (Y/N) when it happened and they were arguing because he wasn't picking up her phone calls."
I was completely speechless, then Ryan spoke up.
"They found out where he was coming from. See that girl over there?" He pointed to a blonde girl that was crowded with a whole bunch of girls and guys around her. Seemed kind of like a bitch to me. I nodded. "Well, turns out, (Y/N)'s boyfriend was cheating on her with that girl, Priscella. He was coming from her house that night. No one ever suspected any of that. They said it was because (Y/N) didn't want to have sex with him yet and he couldn't handle it anymore and he ended up cheating on her for a year out of those 3 years they were together. Now, (Y/N) avoids any contact with any type of boys. She's just... really scared."
I wish her boyfriend were still alive so I can beat the shit out of him. Who fucking does that? For some reason, I got mad, really mad. My fist curled up into a ball. Ryan looked at me, one eyebrow raised.
"You okay man?..." I sighed, my anger flushing out of me. I barely knew (Y/N), why am I getting so defensive over her? "It's just-... That's crazy..." They both nodded. I caught a glimpse of (Y/N) walking off the lunch line, holding the tray tightly to her. She was passing by Michelle's table when I caught Michelle sticking her leg out, making (Y/N) trip over it, her food and her falling to the ground.
I got up without hesitation, trying to see what was happening.
Your POV
Some food getting on me, I wiped it off my Jeans as I struggled up from the floor. I sighed as I was on my feet and felt someone give me a slight push. I turned around to see Priscella smirking from ear to ear. I looked at her, defensively.
"Aw, it's okay, you don't need any food. You've recently packed on the pounds." I looked to the corners of my eyes as people watched, not laughing or smiling or anything. They knew the story, they knew the tension between Priscella and I. Her posy just standing behind her, giving me disgusted looks. "It's too bad you don't have your precious, little boyfriend to protect you now." A knot tighten in my heart. I shut my eyes tightly, trying to block her out and walk away. She was now shouting as I was walking away. "AND HOW YOU WONDERED ON THOSE NIGHTS WHY HE WOULDN'T PICK UP OR TEXT YOU BACK! IT WAS BECAUSE HE WAS TOO BUSY FUCKING ME!" I stopped in my tracks. I slowly turned around as she smirked in satisfaction. I shook my head, anger building up inside of me. I walked towards her.
"He didn't want you, right before he died, he was fucking me and ignoring you. He didn't want you a stupid, worthless saint bitch!" I felt my eyes watering as I finally reached her, my fist met her face. I didn't stop. She was on the ground as I got on top of her, punching and punching her while the tears came flowing from my eyes. "STUPID BITCH! FUCKING WHORE! YOU COULDN'T FUCKING STAY AWAY COULD YOU?! IT'S ALL YOUR GOD DAMN FAULT THAT MASON IS DEAD! YOU COULDN'T FUCKING KEEP YOUR FILTHY HANDS TO YOURSELF!" I managed to get out as I punched and punched her as she squirmed under me, trying to get me off. I felt a strong grip on wrist. I got pulled off of her as her posy helped her up. She was bleeding all over her face as they tried to sit her down and clean her up. I looked up to see the kid from Trigonometry carrying me out of the cafeteria. The new kid, Justin.
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I sat on the hallway floor as he sat in front of me, cleaning my knuckles from the bloody fight. I watched his face as he cleaned them. He was so careful with everything. I couldn't help but smile. He looked up at me and chuckled. "You really messed her up..." I shrugged. "Yeah..." It was the first time I really ever talked to anyone. He sighed, getting up and reaching for my hand.
"Come with me..." I hesitated. This is the most I've talked or even interacted with a person in such a long time since... he died. I felt something push me and my hand was in his. He smiled as he started running towards the exit with me sneaking a smile, trying to follow next to him.
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His hands cupped my eyes. "Okay, stop" I stopped in my tracks and he removed his hands from my eyes. "The school park?..." I asked, confused. "Just thought we could have a little fun, plus it's still lunch time... we have another 30 minutes and I don't think you want to spend those 30 minutes crying and hurting by yourself..." I sighed and nodded in agreement. He bit down on his bottom lip, smiling and I gulped. That was so cute... WAIT WHAT! No! Don't do this to yourself (Y/N)!
Before I knew it, Justin picked me up so I was over his shoulder. I couldn't help but giggle and I started squirming in his arms as he ran, taking us to the park.
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After going on the swings, playing tag, and running around in the jungle gym, we sat peacefully on the merry go round. Both of us sitting in the middle as we were completely dizzy from spinning on it. It slowly spinned as I looked up at the baby blue sky. I sighed wondering if Mason was looking down at me.
I felt Justin looking at me, so I looked over at him and smiled. He smiled back. "You haven't smiled in a while right?..." I side smiled, shaking my head. He nodded in understatement. "I can tell..." I raised my eyebrow. "How?" I spoke up. He chuckled. "The way you jsut smiled and smiled this whole time like smiling was a feeling you missed, so you just took advantage of the feeling by smiling this whole time, and guess what?..." He moved in closer. I gulped and whispered, "What?..." He bit his bottom lip making my heart do a back flip, "It really works for you... Don't stop smiling, ever. It completes your already beautiful..." I gulped as he leaned in. "Perfect.." He started to close his eyes and I felt myself leaning in! "Gorgeous..." We were centimeters apart. "Face..." I inhaled, ready to feel his lips on mine when...
BRGGGGGGGG!!!!!!
"Shit the bell..." He spoke before taking my hand, as we jumped off the merry go round. I rolled my eyes. Gee perfect timing.
We rushed backing into the school as people rushed into their classes and the classroom doors closed. We were running to our next class when I felt his grip on me tighten and made me stop. "Wh-" I couldn't even continue my sentence. He pushed me against the wall and soon, his lips were on mine.
My heart hurt as it beated faster and faster against my chest. My lips and his moving perfectly together. My arms wrapping around his neck as his hands caressed my waist and side. I moved my hands to his face as my thumb lightly caressed his cheek. My back was against the wall as his body was against mine. I haven't felt like this... ever. We both slowly pulled back, his forehead leaning on mine and I gulped. "What was that for?..." I whispered. He smirked, "I had to do that... I couldn't go into class and regret it if I didn't do it..." I smiled big and so did he. I placed my lips back on his and he kissed back for a while before running late into class.
We walked quickly to the back of the classroom and he sat next to me. I felt him looking at me so I looked at him and smiled. His hand reached for mine. Soon, him and I laced our fingers together and I couldn't stop smiling the whole day, or weeks that passed, or months that passed, or years that passed, or ever. He was my soul mate.