The next day at school, I felt someone sitting next to me in English. I didn't even have to see who it was, because the scent was very potent and intoxicating but the question was, why is he here? what does he want?
I thought he said I was an i***t yesterday, so what's he doing next to an i***t and he didn't even look back so how did he know it's was me?
“Mate" Voice said.
“I know, calm your ass down"
“Hello mate" he said looking smug. What a bastard.
“WHAT!" I shouted. I forgot we were in class and Mr. Daniels gave me a very distinctive "shut the hell up" glare so I apologised and looked down at the stupid, handsome brunette of a mate- I mean the guy next to me who was smirking like an i***t.
“We need to talk. Meet me in the library on P.E” mate guy said and
