bully love

chapter 7

I slowly turned around.

And forgot how to breathe

Standing infront of me was quite possibly God's finest creation.

Blue -green eyes.

Sharp cheekbones.

A jawline so perfect it could cut glass .

Jet-black hair styled effortlessly.

Light caramel skin.

He had to be over six feet tall, and even through his gray t- shirt , his muscular arms were impossible to ignore .

Blue jeans.

Sport shoes.

And a face that could probably make half the female population faint.

Greek god.

That was the only explanation.

And judging by the murderous glare on his face...

This Greek god was angry.

Very angry.

Meanwhile , i stood there shamelessly staring at him without blinking.

I was so tiny compared to him.

"Stop checking out my boyfriend!"

A familiar voice snapped behind him.

Jasmine.

Clingy much?

Suddenly, everything clicked .

Michael King.

The Michael King.

Capitan of the basketball team.

Most popular guy in school.

Every girl's dream.

And apparently....

Jasmine's boyfriend.

I snapped out of my trance and immediately looked away.

Everyone around us had gone silent.

People were staring openly.

"Why did you push my girlfriend ?" he asked calmly.

Too calmly.

His voice sent chills down my spine.

My head snapped up.

Push her?

"What?" I frowned ."I didn't push her ."

Beside him, jasmine pouted dramatically.

"Baby, she's lying .She bumped into me and ruined my shirt."

"No, I didn't," I said quickly ."It was an accident .I appolized .I didn't do it on purpose."

I looked directly at jasmine.

"And don't twist the story."

Her eyes widened.

Michael stepped forward.

"Enough."

His voice was cold.

"Don't talk to my girlfriend like that."

I froze.

He glanced at me up and down before scoffing.

"And maybe watch where you're going next time ."

His eyes hardened.

"And stay away from jasmine ."

The entire hallway remained silent.

Jasmine smirked victoriously and wrapped her arms around his.

I simply nodded.

Because what else could I do?

They walked away hand in hand.

The whispers started immediately afterward.

I lowered my eyes.

Good job, Hope.

My conscience laughed sarcastically.

Amazing first day.

"Hope!"

Rose hurried over.

"I thought you got lost."

Then she noticed my eyes.

"Hey.... what happened?"

"Let's go to the cafeteria , "I said quietly.

"I'll tell you there."

We grabbed food and sat down.

Rose patiently listened while i told her everything.

She rolled her eyes.

"Oh, Hope."

"It's okay?"

"No." She snorted ."Jasmine is basically a fake barbie doll , and Michael always acts like he owns the planet."

I laughed weakly.

"That girl is unbearable."

"Sometimes I swear she's possessed by Annabelle."

Despite myself , I giggled.

Still....

Something about Michael's words bothered me.

Not because they were cruel.

I had been bullied since childhood.

I was used to it.

But hearing them from him ....

For some reason...

It stung more than it should have.

I sighed.

"It's fine ."

Rose frowned.

"It's clearly isn't."

I forced a smile.

"Trust me , Ro . Being bullied isn't exactly new to me."

Her eyes softened.

Before she could answer ,a boy approached our table.

He looked suprisingly similar to her.

Same brown eyes.

Same eyes.

Same smile.

"Hey, Ro."

"Richard!" Rose grinned.

She pointed at me.

"This is Hope jones . She is new and a total sweetheart."

I smiled awkwardly.

"Hi."

The boy extended his hand.

"I'm Richard White . Rose's older brother ."

I shook his hand.

Called it.

They were siblings.

"Ro, I need your car."

Rose narrowed her eyes.

"No."

"Please."

"No."

"My car tyre is punctured."

"No."

He put his hand together dramatically.

"Please."

"Last time you burrowed my car , you damaged it."

"

I promise I'll be careful this time."

He gave her puppy eyes.

Rose groaned.

"Fine."

He grinned.

"My keys are in my locker," she sighed."

Then she looked at me.

"Be right back."

Richard smiled.

"See you around ,Hope."

I smiled back.

"See you."

As they walked away , I looked around the cafeteria.

And instantly regretted .

Michael.

And Jasmine.

They sat at a table near the left corner .

Laughing.

Talking.

Looking perfect together.

Suddenly, Michael looked up.

Our eyes met.

My breath caught.

Something strange flipped inside my stomach.

Panic.

Embarrassment.

Probably indigestion.

I quickly looked away and focused on my food.

After a few minutes, they left.

Rose returned soon afterward, and we headed to our next class together.

Halfway there, my phone buzzed.

I smiled when Aunt stella's name appeared.

"Sweet pea!" she greeted warmly.

"Are you okay? I called you this morning , but you didn't answer."

"I'm fine , Auntie .I got lost looking for my class and forgot to check my phone."

"Alright ,honey . I'm picking you up after school ,so just wait for me."

"Okay."

"Take care."

"You too."

I hung up .

When Rose and I entered Geography class ,I immediately spotted

Michael and Jasmine Sitting with their friends.

As soon as i walked in , Jasmine whispered something.

Everyone burst into laughing.

I rolled my eyes and sat beside Rose.

Geography was painfully boring.

Rose nearly fell asleep twice.

I yawned atleast ten times.

Finally,the bell rang.

"Why are studies so boring?" Rose complained like a child.

I laughed.

"I have no idea."

The next class wasn't any better.

By the time school ended, we practically sprinted outside.

"Wait."

Rose froze.

"Richard still has my car."

I blinked.

"Oh."

"How am i supposed to get home?"

"My aunt is picking me up . She can drop you off if you want."

Rose gasped dramatically.

"You're my saviour."

Ten minutes later, Aunt stella arrived.

As always.

Perfectly on time.

She happily agreed to drop Rose home.

"Thank you so much , Miss Stella," Rose smiled.

"Anytime ,sweetheart ."

Before going out, Rose turned to me.

"Hope ,I can pick you up tomorrow if you want."

"That sounds great ," Aunt stella answered before i could.

I laughed.

"Thank you."

"Text me your address."

I handed her my phone.

After exchanging numbers ,she waved.

"See you tomorrow!"

"Good night."

Dinner that night was peaceful.

Aunt stella and I talked about school while eating.

By the time we finished , exhaustion had finally caught up with us.

I changed into my pajamas and climbed into bed.

Sleep came quickly.

But before darkness claimed me completely....

Blue -green eyes flashed through my mind.

Cold.

Beautiful.

Intimidating.

And somehow impossible to forget.

Those memorizing eyes were the last thing I saw before drifting into sleep.