"I'm so sorry I'm late Mrs Prichard, my locker wouldn't open again" I say as I walk into english class after lunch
"That's alright Miss cohen have a seat" Mrs Prichard replies smiling at me
Thanking her I turn around and start looking for an open seat. I see one in the back and start walking in that direction only to slow down once I see who sits next to me. Yip you guessed it,the blue eyed baddy from lunch.
"Its okay Lily you can do this"I mutter,
giving myself a quick pep talk
" Mind if I sit here" I say as I slide into the desk and take my books out of my bag
"Why ask me its not my desk" he says with a bored but velvety voice.I can't quite place his accent it sounds European though.
"All right class let's start shall we" I hear miss Prichard say as she walks around to lean against her desk "We have a lot of work to do so to make it a little less we'll start by assigning partners.Now everybody turn to the person next to you and meet your partner for the rest of the term" she says then she turns to shuffle through some papers on her desk. Probably looking for our first task
"I guess we're partners"I say smiling." I'm Lily by the way"
" I guess so" he replies rather coldly
"What's your name?" I ask trying to ignore his rudeness
"Mason" Well at least his staying true to his idgaf persona
Im about to try talking to him again when Mrs Prichard starts speaking
"Okay class so our first partner assignment will be on Romeo and Juliet.I want you to answer this question who was responsible for their death?" she pauses before continuing "I'll give you this period to discuss it with your partners. Your due date is 3 weeks from now Friday and this task counts towards your end of the year mark. That means it's in your best interest to do well. Got it? Alright then get cracking" she remarks as she takes a seat
"okay so where should we star..."I begin to say when he rudely interrupts me
"After school I'm not in the mood right now?"he says with a serious look on his face
"What in the world did I do to you? " I ask as I give him a pointed stare
"Other then stare at me all through lunch like some psycho? " He says
"I am not a psycho" I say blushing
"If you say so" He replies
"I'm not" I insist "Now I can see why you sit alone"
"Wait were you trying to figure out why I'm alone" He asks giving me a look that makes me feel stupid
"No" I lie
"You were, weren't you" He says with a cocky smirk that looks alarmingly good "well let me ease your curiosity I'm alone because I want to be not because there's something wrong with me" he states before turning his attention to his book and ending our conversation.
We don't talk again until the end of class when I ask him if he wants to come over to my house to do the research and he replies with sure whatever