“You look so different.”

“I love your hair, Abigail.”

“Oh my god, you should totally sit with us at lunch today!”

Girls went around saying to me, but I just gave them awkward small smiles and shrugged. We we’re in the parking lot of the school until it was time to go in. You may think I’m crazy, but I asked everyone on the way here to keep my little ‘mute’ act a secret. I find I liked it better if no one knew I could talk.

They were confused and shocked, arguing that my life would be much better if I talked, but I didn’t want that. I’m fine with people thinking I’m muted. I prefer it since I’m used to it and liked it.

I’m not much of a talker.

Scott put his arm around me and pulled me into him, kissing the side of my head, “Now ladies, if you don’t mind, can I please have my girlfriend back?” he asked, leaning back on the jeep, bring me along with him.

They all giggled and nodded, turning around and left. I looked around to see if anyone was watching before I looked at Scott, “Everyone so nice to me?” I questionably whispered to him and raised an eyebrow.

He chuckled, “Is that a bad thing?”

I shrugged, “I’m not use to this much attention. It’s kind of annoying.”

“My attention, though?” he asked.

“Really weird.” I said. “I mean, no guys has ever gave me a second look. Here’s the big question, why did you? I mean, why do you like the ‘muted freak’ girl?”

“Okay, for one, you’re not a muted freak.” he said. “And second, maybe I like none-rich-spoiler-label-brand-wearing-bleach-blonde hair girls. Maybe I like girls who can be themselves and not try hanging on me. Ever thought of that?”

I shook my head, “No.”

“Well then you have a lot to learn about me.” he said.

“No, really Scott, I want to know why.” I said.

He sighed heavily and lowered his head down to mine as if he was going to tell it to me as a secret, “Is it so hard to believe someone could care about you so much like how I do?”

Staring at him to see if he was telling the truth, one part of me wanted to believe him, the other part of me had this wall up, blocking the trust. I mean, with the life I have, you would find it hard to believe.

“I…I think we should go inside now.” I said, stepping back from him. “Before we get into more trouble.”

He watched me closely, raising an eyebrow. I crossed my arms over my chest and turned around, walking towards the school building. I felt him follow behind me and I ran my hand threw my hair.

When we walked into the school building, more people around looked at me. I even heard some ask ‘who’s the new chick?’ I been here almost a month and now people are finally starting to notice me.

All because my hair was all dolled up and I have makeup covering me face with some nice cloths. These people would even bother to notice me if I haven’t.

A jock football player walked passed me, winking and smacked his teeth flirty, making me blush up. Next thing I know, I heard someone being thrown against the wall and my head snapped to the side to see Scott pressed the guy up against it.

“Watch it, Tony, she’s mine.” Scott said, his voice hard and threatening.

I walked up to Scott and put a hand on his arm, shaking my head when he looked at me. Jeez, he didn’t have to over react about it. His hand clenched on Tony shirt and he lifted him towards and slammed his back against the wall, letting him go. I gave him a disbelief look and turned around quickly, walking away quickly.

“Abigail, come on!” Scott said, catching up to me. I gave him a hard look and he put his arm around me, “Look, okay, I know I over reacted, but he shouldn’t—”

I took his arm off from around me and pushed him away. I don’t want to be around someone that gets jealous and mad over the littlest thing. My dad was like that and look how he turned out.

“Abigail, I said I was sorry.” he said behind him. He grabbed my upper arm and turned me around, “Now you’re being immature.”

Still giving him the hard look, he gave me an unknown look. Maybe a challenging one. Giving in, I soften my eyes and sighed heavily, looking away. I felt his lips press against my head and I closed my eyes, feeling the wall getting bigger.

*

I could feel Mina hatred glare in Mr. Jens class when most of the girls came around Colleen and I table, talking to me about how nice I look and how I lucky I was to be Scott’s girlfriend. Parentally I’m Scott’s first official girlfriend. I wonder that, though.

Did he just play the others? How many others girls have there been before me? The thought of another girl touching, kissing, holding him made me angry and jealous. I pushed those feeling aside right now.

I couldn’t stop myself from looking at Mina and she looked so pissed off. The look she gave me told me she would kill me if she could with her gaze.

*

I was walking towards the café when the gym door opened and I was pulled into the gymnasium. I fought with whoever, but when I felt a pair of lips touch the side of my neck, I froze. I knows those full lips.

I turned around in whoever arms and saw a grinning Scott. I glared at him and hit his arm, “Jerk.”,

He chuckled and kissed me, “Sorry, but I had to. You should have seen your face.” he said, making a scared look and I hit his arm.

“What are you doing?” I asked, changing the subject. “We have lunch, you know.”

“I know, but you have been ignoring me since this earlier.” he said. “I know I was being an ass, but I couldn’t help it. I get jealous easily when it comes to you.”

“What you did was stupid.” I said. “All he did was wink, so what. Doesn’t mean anything. You throwing him against the wall was idiotic.”

“Sorry, but he needed to know you were taken and mine.” he said.

“Oh really?” I asked. “Last I check, I wasn’t an idiom or an object.”

“Not what I meant.” he said walking towards me and I walked backwards until my back hit the wall. “I was just simply telling him that you are my girlfriend and I don’t like him being attracted to you in that way. I was just doing it in a guy way.” he grinned.

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t like violence, okay? You should know that, okay? No trying to pick fight with jocks.”

He lowly growled, “You know, in a pack of wolves, a male wouldn’t let another male five feet in distance of their mates. And if he does, the male would attacks. It’s basically just the same thing.” he said casually as if he wasn’t talking about killing Tony.

I put my hand on his stomach and push him back, “What is with you and using wolves to try and show something?”

He chuckled, “Wolves are a Russo’s family favorite animals. Part of a legend I kind of wanted to tell you last night, but things took their turns of the worse.” he said, his smile dropping and he looked annoyed.

“Wolves?” I asked. “Family pets? Wolves are dangerous to have as pets.”

“Ah,” he said, holding his finger up. “Not as pets, they don’t like that. They hate being control, but having them apart of the Russo’s household name and symbol was preferred by them.”

“So your family are dog people.” I said and he nodded. “So what if I said I’m afraid of dogs? Big ones?”

“Is that true?” he asked and I nodded. I’m deeply terrified since when I was five, one almost bit me. “Well then I’ll say you have no reason to be afraid of dogs anymore.”

“And why’s that?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

He put his hands on my face, “Because you’re dating one.” he said, leaning down and kissed me roughly.

Confused, many thought of what he meant were running through my mind.

*

Scott’s hands and mine were together and we were playfully playing. Not many people was around since most where going to their classes. He was leaning back on the locker and I was in front of him, trying to move back, but he just pulled me back.

“Two more classes left, one detention, then we’re going home.” he said.

“Your home,” I reminded him and he frowned. He snorted and pulled me into him. He wrapped his arms around me, his arm touching the nasty bruise on my side. I hissed and pulled away, “Ow.” I muttered, rubbing my side.

His eyes sadden, “Sorry, forgot.”

“It’s okay.” I told him. I stepped back towards and leaned against him. He wrapped his arms around me lightly and he held onto me.

I heard someone walked past up and I heard ‘barfing’ sound. I turned my head and saw it was Mina walking angrily away. I felt Scott pressed his head against mine and he said, “Ignore her, she’s just jealous. That smartass act is just her hiding her fear from you.”

“Fear?”

He chuckled, “You did beat her ass last week, she’s just using smart remarks to hide she’s scare of your. Haven’t you heard people saying you were badass?”

“I’ve heard, I’m not a badass.” I told him.

“She didn’t even get in a punch, just pulling your hair. You beat her ass.”

“No I didn’t—”,

“Shh, don’t argue with me.”, he said. “My friends say I have a badass girlfriend and I couldn’t agree more.”

I remembered that he does have a life aside from me, I leaned back and he looked at me confused, “You spend more time with me than your friends. Don’t you miss hanging with them?”

He shrugged, “I like hanging out with your more.”

“Doesn’t answer my question. You should go hang out with them and—”,

“Speaking of them,” he quickly said, slamming his lips down on mine, shutting me up.

“Damn man, never thought I’ll see you doing that.” I heard a familiar voice of Scott friend, Reese, behind us.

I pulled back and turned my head to see him and two of other Scott’s friend, Brian and Caleb. I stepped back and pointed at Mrs. Thomas room to tell him I’m going to class, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back, “No, stay until class.”,

I shook my head and looked at Scott’s friends, raising my hand and gave them a stiff smile. I looked back at Scott and gave him the same thing. He didn’t look happy, but let go of my hand.

I walked over to Mrs. Thomas room, but when I walked in, I remembered I forgot my stuff for her class on the floor next to Scott because he decided to play around. When I stepped out the room, I heard Brain ask Scott, “so when are you going to get that chick in bed?’

I hid at the of the lockers and listened.

“Dude, that’s not what I’m trying to do.”, Scott said.

“Dude, I swear there something wrong with you. Look, we’re your best friends and we know you well enough to know that you’re not a kiss and tell person. Okay, we get that, but you can’t be telling us you’re not trying to get her into bed?” Reese asked. “Do you know how much your rip would become if you do? Getting her into bed would rise your status.”

“Look guys, you all may be players, but I’m not. I care about Abigail, she’s not someone I just wanted to get into bed and leave her the next day.” he said and I bit my lower lip. Maybe Scott is different, he isn’t just trying to use me. I could feel the wall breaking brick by brick. “But don’t worry, I got her in the bag.” Scott added and scratch that, bricks were added.

My mouth hung open a little when they all laughed and I heard those slapping hands.

“And whenever that day does come, I’ll make sure she’ll never forget that night.” he said and I couldn’t believe he was talking about this with his friend. “And hopefully that day will come soon cause you guys would not believe how hard it is to get laid when the chick living with you?”

“What?” they all asked shocked and confused.

“She’s living with you?” Caleb asked.

“Yeah, which just makes it easier.” Scott said, laughing with his friends and I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I pressed my lips angrily together and just wanted to go up to him and punch him. I was ready to step away from the locker, but I held myself back.

I licked my lips and took a deep breath. No, I won’t let this over power me. I’ll just ignore him. If that’s what he wants from me, he’s not going to get it. I’m going to get his house after detention, get Tyler, and go home. I rather get beat then spend another night at his house.

I went back into the class room and sat next to Colleen, who gave me a confused look cause I would sit next to Scott and I did not look happy at all.