Bad Reputation

Episode 10

One hour earlier 

Damon’s POV.

As I got to school I went to my locker, I saw somebody standing by my locker. As I got closer I saw that is was Rebecca one of the girls I met at the party on Friday. “Hi handsome” she said. Her voice was kind of annoying but she wasn’t bad to look at. “Well hello there” I said with a wink. “Wanna skip first period and go make out?” She added. Well why not, “sure baby, lead the way.” I answered, she giggled and took my hand and led me to a little storage room. “So do you think I’m pretty” she said as she closed the door behind us. I don’t get, she asked me to make out not the other way around, and now she wants me to compliment her first, I rolled my eyes before she turned around to face me waiting for my answer. “Sure baby, you’re hot” I answered. “But enough talking.” I added. I didn’t even get a chance to make the first move, she was on me like moths to a flame ... damn that is a lot of tongue work, straight away. I better take charge of this situation or else I won’t have any skin left on my tongue. 

Honestly that really didn’t do anything for me, but we still made out for like half an hour. 

“We are so gonna be late for lit class” she giggled. I just shrugged as a response, I don’t really care. 

I didn’t really say anything to her, but anyway she giggled as we entered the classroom, what an attention seeking girl she is. “Well, thanks for joining us” the teacher said. “You’re welcome” I said which got almost everybody laughing. “That’s quite enough from all of you. Now go take a seat you two” the teacher said, well he ain’t my biggest fan from the sound of his voice, I raised my hands in a sarcastic form of surrender, as I went to find a seat. I looked up and saw Malia in the back, why is she always hiding? I sent her a little wink before sitting down. 

I don’t know why Malia intrigues me the way she does? There is just something about. I want to get to know her, I want her to open up to me. I don’t get it? I don’t usually have a need to know anything about girls. Granted that I also only fool around with them, nothing serious thank you very much. Girls are to much drama, so why is she any different??? 

I most have zoned out suddenly there was a bowl with little papers in it in front of me. I looked around a little confused, the guy sitting in front me, turned around and said “take one and pass the bowl along.” I did as he said. I hope I didn’t miss something important. When the bowl had been everywhere people started pairing up, I was still confused so I opened and looked at my piece of paper. I raised from my seat, looked around and said loudly “what am I supposed to do with the number 4?” I locked eyes with Malia, I heard the teacher say “if you were listening you would know that you have to partner up with the person that also has the number 4 for the project!” I could see something flash in Malia’s eyes? Maybe a little panic. Then the teacher asked everybody “who else has the number 4?” And now Malia was hesitantly raising her hand breaking our eye contact. 

“You have the rest of this class today to meet up with your partner to choose which author you are gonna do the project on.” He said to the class. “This week and next week is only gonna be used on this project, all other classes are cancelled. So get comfortable because you are gonna to a lot of you partner over the next weeks. That also means that we expect you to be mature enough to manage your time correctly.. don’t slag on this, if you don’t pass this then you won’t be able to graduate.” He added. 

Malia and I went to find a spot in the library as we sat down opposite of each other, I said “So what is it we have do to here?” She rolled her eyes which made me chuckle “we have to make a written report about a famous author, it has to be between 5-10 pages” she answered “And I can’t believe I got partnered with you of all people. I gasped and raised my hands to me heart pretending to be hurt. “Hey! Now you’re hurting my feeling, sugar. No need to worry.” I laughed a little not being able to keep a straight face. She sighed “Ok listen. I’ll do the assignment, write your name on the bottom, and then you can go do whatever you want for the next couple of weeks.” She said. “That sounds tempting, but I’m not leaving whether I graduate or not in your hands.” I answered “I’m not gonna be stuck in this dead town any longer than I have to be. I might seem like I don’t care, but I HAVE to graduate so I can get the hell out of here.” I added. She looked at me for a little while not saying anything, it could have been awkward, but it was a comfortable silence. I could get lost in those big brown eyes of hers.

She cleared her throat and said “So do you have any idea about which author we should write about?” Books ain’t really my thing so I guess, she can decide that, I shook my head indicating no. “Well I don’t know about you, but if it’s up to me, I would like to write about Stan Lee??” She added. I was shocked! “You mean the creator of the marvel universe???” I said a little exited. “Well yeah! He’s my favorite author.” She said fiddling with her fingers seeming kind of embarrassed. I couldn’t help but smile a little I reach my hand out to lift her chin. As soon as my finger tips touched her chin she flinched and moved back “don’t touch me!” She said staring daggers at me. I lifted my hands in surrender “sorry, didn’t mean to scare you, Feisty.” “You didn’t scare me, I just don’t like being touched.” She said. “Guess you haven’t been touched in the right way then, Sugar” I said with a cheeky smirk on my face. With that she just looked at me pissed! In no time at all her eyes turned sad, she closed her eye for a second. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” She yelled as she ran out of the library.. 

What the hell just happened??? That girl is crazy!