She is my hoodie girl. ✔

CHAPTER-6

AMELIA'S POV-

I woke up by my mom's usual yelling. As usual my daily routine. I quickly took my towel and headed towards my bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and stripped out of my clothes.

I washed my body with strawberry soap and washed my hairs with peach shampoo and conditioned with the peach flavored conditioner and moved towards my closest and putted a crop top and putted a

Brown colored skirt and moved for my hoodie.

** After 10 minutes. **

"Mom!!" I yelled.

"Yes!!" she yelled back.

"I am not getting my hoodie!" I said.

"Great I am not getting my perfume. And yeah I gave your 6 hoodies for dry cleaning. Wear another one." she said.

Great! Just great.

Shoot me now. I can't wear the same hood from yesterday.

So let's change the top. There is no way I am going in crop top. I pulled it up and changed in a turtle neck grey sweater full sleeved top. And took my brown platform heels. And sprayed my perfume. Lavender one. And applied some mascara and my strawberry lip-gloss. And pulled my hair in a pony.

With this I am ready.

I picked my bag pack and moved downstairs and saw my mom in her office attire.

"Wow! You look fabulous! And I am happy that my girl also came out of her hoodie, you know you have a good figure honey, show it. And yes I will be late today so make something or order pizza and you look great. " mom said. I blushed.

"Mom take care and eat on time. I am going okay! Bye." I took a granola bar and moved out. Munching and walking.

Munching and walking.

Munching and walking.

Munching and walking.

Munching and walking.

Munching and walking.

Phew.

Finally.

I reached school.

I kept my head low. And bumped into someone. Yeah, perks of keeping head low. And I met the grey orbs. He had brown hairs and grey orbs. I muttered a quick apology and ran.

This is what I do. Always. Quickly putting my things inside my locker and headed towards my first class. This I don't have with Ashton but unfortunately with Chance and Sebby.

I went towards my seat.

Great! Just shoot me now. People were looking at me like as if I am a fresh piece of meat and believe me this is so embarrassing. My partner haven't entered.

Teacher entered.

Great how more embarrassing this could be when you have to sit like this lonely for the full class.

Love is absent. Whoa, dude love is my partner's name. She is a sweet girl, more likely nerd. Still. Great partner for me.

Teacher aka Mr. Jason blabbered about something related to geographical land.

But in between the door burst open and enters the same boy from morning, whom I bumped in.

"Hello! Mr...." Mr. Jason said.

"Hi. I am Jacob Jackson. I came from Texas. I think this is more than enough information about me. Yeah so rude, this is who I am. Well where should I sit, sir." He said. Whoa, really rude.

"Umm," Mr. Jason roamed his eyes and landed beside me.

Mother earth swallow me now. He clapped his hands.

"Mr. Jackson you could sit beside Ms. Stewarts." He said. His eyes landed on me he smirked.

He plopped down beside me, girls were ogling at him, really.

Like seriously.

Dumb girls.

He scoot his seat closer. God, save me.

"hi." He whispered. I scribble down on my sheet and hung my head deeper.

"hello." I whispered.

"I am Jacob. And what about you?" he asked.

"Umm... Amelia. My... Name...is Amelia." I said.

The lass went he kept on nudging. God I need my best friend right now. Maya. I haven't seen her. But Sebby is here. Where is she?

God, wherever she is, keep her safe.

The bell rang. I quickly stood up. Kept my things in my bag and threw it on my one shoulder perks of wearing a modern baggy top. Note the sarcasm.

I went to the door but somebody caught me wrist and pulled me back. And heels. Hah. They help me to stumble back and I fell back and hit a hard chest I turned around and put my hands on Jacob's chest and pushed it with all my will.

"Hey feisty girl. I was just asking that if ya could show me around. Ya know?" He said while smirking.

"Go ask someone else." I snapped.

"Whoa, well we haven't done a formal introduction. Umm. So. Hi my name is Jacob Jackson." he said while smiling. And forwarded his hands to shake.

"Sorry for my behavior and hi I am Amelia Stewarts." I said and shook his hands he pulled my hand and kissed my knuckles. I jerked my hands away. And took a step back.

"Bye I got to go!!" I said and ran towards my locker. I can hear whistles and whispers. God. Give these people business. I went to my locker and took my things out and moved towards my next class.

But a hand closed my mouth and I was pulled into a dark classroom. The person pushed me against the wall. I inhaled the cologne and immediately recognized the person.

Ashton.

"Who was he?" He asked in a dangerous voice.

"W...Who??" I stuttered.

"Why did he kissed you?" he again asked.

"You know angel I can kill him on the twirl of my finger. Just because he touched my girl. You are mine Amelia. You should know this. You. Are. Mine." He said and emphasized on every word.

I just nodded.

He pressed his body against mine and said.

"You know at the class I told you about the taste of your lips? I could not tell then but now I'll tell you." He said and crashed his lips on mine.

"Umm.. You know what Angel? Your body smells like rose. Your hoodie smells like lavender and you. Urgh"

He groaned and I blushed of the position we are standing focused my gaze at ground.

"Let me check again." He smirked and lifted my chin and tenderly peck my lips. "Umm. Maybe...." He tapped his chin with his finger and folded on arm and the muscles bulged out of his shirt which is rolled upto sleeves.

"Ah. Yes it maybe berry, no raspberry, nah, str- yes strawberry. You taste like strawberry and you know what I am so gonna taste this strawberry everyday. And never let anyone touch it. 'Cause you are mine." He said with great passion and possession dripping in every word.

Why dear lord why he have to stick around me only .....

He pecked my cheeks and tugged my arm and storm out of the room dragging me along.