"What!?" I asked shoving the last of my books into the locker before turning to the male standing a couple of lockers away, looking shocked when I glared at him.
"What!?" He asked acting confused yet surprised but I wasn't buying it.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you? Staring is rude," I said and he hid a smile that, fortunately or unfortunately give or take, I caught.
"Don't flatter yourself princess. I'm not here for you." Again with that name, he said and my expression flattered slightly. A small yet powerful blow to my ego but I wasn't going to let him get under my skin.
"Mhmm," I said giving him a knowing smirk before turning to my locker.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Oh, you're still talking to me? I was already under the impression you weren't," I said feigning surprise as I turned to him and he let out a chuckle staring right at me yet looking so deep in thought.
"Jealous are we, princess?" He asked and it was my turn to laugh.
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous?" I asked cocking my head questioningly.
For a moment I thought saw his expression harden before he smiled at me eerily and stepped towards me. My narrowed eyes didn't seem to waver him for a minute and I stilled watching him curiously wondering what he was upto.
"Non devi fingere con me. So già che sei innamoratoa di me," he said patting my head and I looked at him shocked before letting out a huge breath slightly exasperated as I pinched my brow.You don't have to pretend with me. I already know you're in love with me.
"I was afraid of this," I said dramatically and he looked at me confused. "At first I thought you were going cuckoo. Then I realized you were speaking in another language. Italian maybe? But then, I thought hard about it and I came to where I started. It's really sad."
I said wiping away imaginary tears mentally applauding myself for the theatrics. Maybe I should go to theatre and started a career there.
He laughed. No surprise there but then there was the sound of it and I could feel the burst of warmth from my chest as he looked at me amused. I'd be lying to say that I didn't feel the butterflies in my stomach, I mean I could see where the female population was coming from. He was handsome, Adonis like, perfectly sculptured at least that's how Jordan describes him. The bad boy look to him that I had thought was just the stereotype did fit him and added to the charm. Eccentric and iridescent blue eyes. I mean what more could a girl ask for.
But me, not a chance. Sure, he was attractive but then he was cocky and arrogant and I'd stop right there. If it was in another universe, I'd have probably joined his fan club but I was one of those people whose brains came before heart. Instincts before feelings. And trust, coming from where I am from it's probably for the best. That and the fact that no matter how the obvious tension and attraction, that I refused to let myself believe was there, was great between us, it couldn't happen.
"God, princess. I know I'm hot and unbelievably sexy but I've been going on for a minute here," he said almost cheekily and I cleared my throat taking a step back when I realized how close we were.
I was way too comfortable with this guy.
"Sorry. I tend to space out a lot. You were saying?" I said and he looked deep in thought for a moment and I wondered if he had spaced out too, but then he smiled and the thought was thrown out of the window.
"Ditch with me?" He said still smiling and I looked at him shocked.
"Okay it's official. You've lost it," I muttered under my breath and he didn't seem offended in the slightest. Okay I'm beginning to see how he is friends with Ethan.
"Come on, it will be fun."
"No way. I'm ruining a perfect attendance."
"You've been late to a couple of classes."
"There was a perfectly good reason for both times," I said defensively and he chuckled.
"Come on, you need someone to show you around town," he said and for a moment I wondered if he really remembered that night on the beach. Then again he was drunk and being the new girl in the area and school pretty much makes me an obvious target.
"I can't."
"You want to tell you want to stay stuck here for five more hours."
"Well no but I have a photographic memory and I've been in town before.." I said trying to find a good reason to refuse the tempting offer with no avail.
"I know the best food spots in town. Things have probably changed since the last time," he said and I let out a defeated sigh.
Okay, now I'm pretty sure the devil uses enticing words too to tempt their prey, I thought before I heard him laugh. Shoot!? Did I say that out loud?
"Prey!?" He murmured looking me up and down and I glowered at him.
"I've already made up my mind," I said and he looked embarrassed and honestly it was an amusing sight.
"Relax, princess. I only pounce on willing prey," he said a twinkle in his eyes and I rolled my eyes.
"Perv," I muttered under my breath as I picked out my books and just when I was thinking I had won this round, I was perched on his shoulder and facing the world from above.
"What are you doing!? Let me go!?" I said beating down on his back after he closed my locker with his foot. By the time, I realized that I wasn't getting out of this easily, more so as the warning bell rang, he was walking out of the entrance.
"Finally," I heard him mutter and I could feel the smile on his voice.
"I have never been treated as such," I said and he snorted.
"Would you like me to carry bridal style princess?" He teased but as it seemed we had arrived.
Okay, I've seen this car before, I thought as he set me down and that smile was back on his face making me clench my fists.
"Now give me one reason, I shouldn't hurt you," I demanded getting annoyed with that smirk. At this point it was like he was knew something I didn't.
"Because you know I'm right."
"Right about what exactly?"
"Come on Diana. You know you want to skip with me, otherwise you would have already walked away. Haven't you always wanted to do something with no one will judging you because of your choices? Something fun and exciting. Actually live out your life and have fun while you're still young."
"Stop doing that," I said narrowing my eyes at him and he looked down at me with that smirk again.
"Doing what?"
"Stop saying such tempting things and for the record you know nothing about me," I said moving away from him wanting to keep the distance between us as big as it could get.
"But I know you want to come with. You know well, they'll never ask how your perfect attendance was since you started school out there. In fact it's the least of their concerns. Just saying, you are letting one hell of an opportunity slip in between your fingers," he said before opening the door and I was momentarily conflicted. "My offer is still on the table."
I couldn't exactly figure why I was hesitant but nevertheless, I walked back towards him and the lovely machine he had for a car and he looked extremely pleased. I wasn't though. Damnit! I feel like prey.
"You won't regret it. And for the record, I'm sure your perfect attendance, for however long it has lasted this far, is really commendable. At least while it lasted," he said and ignored him.
Sadly, I already was but I wasn't going to tell him that.
"4 days."
"Huh?"
"My perfect attendance? It has lasted for 4 days," I said and I could feel his gaze on me.
"You're saying..."
"I've never been to school before," I said and he was silent for a while before he looked at me with a smile.
"Well then I'm glad I was very insistent."
"Insistent? You downright kidnapped me," I snorted and he turned to me once again with that smirk and I was surprised to find myself thinking I would eventually get used to it.
"It's not kidnapping if you came willing."
"You made an offer too good to pass up on."
"So you agree it's not kidnapping?"
"We'll agree to disagree," I said and he laughed.
"You're really something," he said once again and I looked at him confused.
"Is that bad?"
"Of course not. As a matter of fact, don't change that," he said murmuring the last part and I was left filling in the blanks on my own.