His mate

It will be better than good

Emma's POV:

“Well, hello there” I heard the last voice I wanted to hear at the moment say

Elijah

I don’t know why, but it seems like it got even quieter, as the few people that were here stopped talking.

“Look, I’m not in the mood right now.” I said, not even bothering to look up, and I swear I heard someone gasp.

Where is Xavier when you need him? Wasn’t he in all of my classes?

Since I made it very clear that I didn’t want to talk, I assumed that he had gone away. I was so sure he had left that I sighed in relief but, all of a sudden, I heard a chair scraping the floor and realized that he was sitting right next to me.

Great

“Psst” I heard him but I chose to ignore it, not believing it was for me.

"Emma" Ok, maybe it was for me...

“Emma” He repeats, but this time he drags the ‘a’ like a spoiled child.

“Emma” The soft tone in his voice is turning into a stern tone.

I finally look up so that he thinks that I will finally look at him, but instead of turning to look at him, I look at the clock.

less than a minute till class starts

I rest my head on top of the desk and close my eyes.

“Emma” he says now in a warning tone, clearly not finding my antics funny.

Then, when he is about to lose his temper and do whatever he thinks he is going to do since he thinks he owns the place, I turn to look at him, his eyebrows are furrowed and he wears a scowl.

“Finally” he muttered under his breath. And I see that his scowl is turning into his annoying smug smirk.

“So Emma, I wa-” He starts

“Hello class, please open your books on page 63” The teacher says interrupting him.

The way his face morphs back into his scowl is so funny, but also cute-

Wait, did I just call Elijah cute?

No, no, can’t be! It was just a dumb moment, brain failure.

that was it, brain failure!

And it was finally my turn to give him a smirk

Victory! Silence at last!

I cheer in my head

I focus on Elijah and it looks like he is having a conversation in his mind, his eyes are kind of glazed and it looks like he is in some sort of trance.

I must be going crazy, thinking he is the one that is crazy...

“We- well I’m actua-, I forgot th- the, I forgot my notebook I’m going to go get it. How silly am I?” Ms. Stacy, our teacher says, she actually looks quite pale, maybe she is ill… I wouldn’t be surprised, she is almost 60 years old. She giggles at the end of her sentence, even sick she still continues with her cheerful ways.

Ms Stacy leaves the classroom and as I watch her scurry away I see from my peripheral vision, Elijah’s smug face.

“Hello again” He smirks as he says. If I wasn’t sure before that he was a brat that always got what he wanted, I’m sure now.

Since I am too tired right now, I give him the pleasure of looking at him.

“Not talking much are we?” He asks sarcastically

I just give him the ‘don’t bother me look’

“Look, I just wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out for so-”

“No” I cut him off.

“It’s jus-”

“I can’t talk to you.” I said, remembering what Nadya said. I’m not scared of her, but that doesn’t mean that I’m going to start problems.

“What?” He asked, confused by my lack of elaboration.

“Look, you have a girlfriend, a very popular girlfriend if we are being honest and I don’t want any problems, nor do I want to help you cheat”, I said.

“Wha- what?” It seemed like ‘what’ is his favourite word in the dictionary.

“You know what I mean,” I said, looking down at my notebook, so one of Nadya's doesn’t go tell Nadya that I was having a conversation with her ‘boyfriend’

“Who are you talking about? Nadya? Is it Nadya? Did she tell you that we were dating? Cause I swear that we aren’t.”, he said, explaining to himself.

“I think you better tell that because she already told off the whole school.”

“So now that you know that Nadya and I aren’t dating, do you want to go out-”

“Still no”

“What, why? Is there any other girlfriend that I don’t know of?” He jokes.

“No, there aren’t.”

“Then why” he enquires.

“Because, even if you don’t have a girlfriend, you still have a lot of girls in love with you and I don’t want to be in trouble just because I was one of your one-night stands,” I answered truthfully.

“You are not going to be a one-night stand”. He says that line with so much emotion that I am about to think about going out with him for drinks, but then I remember that he is Elijah Jones, he was born flirting.

“Does that line usually work?” I ask, hiding the part of me that wants to get to know him better.

“I’ve never used that line. I don’t usually need lines, they normally come to me wanting their 15 minutes of popularity” He says, and this, this sentence, I believe it’s true, I mean, deep down. He is the kind of the one that is used. He gets a new girl every single day, and that isn’t enough time to get to know anyone. Girls just want to show their friends that were one of the numerous one-night stands of Elijah Jones.

I realized that I was quiet for a while due to my thinking, so I coughed and said

“Well Elijah, I’m not going to tell you one of those ‘I’m not like other girls’ lines cause it’s not that, I just don’t want to waste my time on being one of your flavour of the week cause it might be good whi-”

“Oh Emma, it will be better than go-” He interrupts

“Ok, it would be better than good while the week las-”

“It won't be just a week, it will be till the end of our lives, I-” I don’t know if I should swoon or be freaked out by his sentence.

“Elijah, we have been in the same school since I was 3 and you were 4, we have had the same classes as me since freshman year and you have never noticed me, and I don’t believe one day you just woke up and decided to try to date someone and I was the lucky girl that you choose,” I say truthfully

“If you want to date someone, why not Nadya, she really likes you” I continued, and even though I don’t really know him and am telling him off, my stomach turned at the idea of him dating Nadya.

“Why don’t you just give me a chance? I know I have a past that isn’t the best. But please, just, let me- let us have a chance.” He pleads like I’m breaking his heart

“Elijah, there is no 'us', we have talked twice in our lives, how can there be an us when we don’t even know each other?” I. tried to explain calmly my point of view, the reasonable one.

“Fine” He spats. Annoyed about the way things weren’t looking good for him. He proceeded to get up and get out of class, completely forgetting we were in the middle of a class. He bolts out the door at the same time Xavier enters, so they brush against each other and Xavier stumbles back a bit. Xavier looks confused but just shakes his head and sits next to me, where Elijah was sitting.

“Now, what did you tell him?” Xavier asked me.