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Hastily, Ally and I went to our first class, Literature in English during the first period on a Monday morning. I mean can this day get any better?! 

Once we entered the class, Mrs Gretcher scowled at us as if we've stolen her Big Mac Chicken and started stuffing our faces in front of her. Mrs Gretcher had an obsession. She loved punctuality and despised those who didn't follow the rules accordingly. Great! This morning began with a very bad start and now it's getting worse! Thank you God!

"Care to explain why you are so late?" Mrs Gretcher crossed her hands, with her left foot tapping the floor. Oh boy, she's mad. At that moment, somebody cleared his or her voice. I followed the noise and guess who I saw? Yes, you are absolutely right. Asher and his gang sitting at the complete end of the classroom, as if they owned the place. My eyes widened at the sight in front of me. He seemed to notice the change in my expression because his stupid smirk appeared once again, making my blood boil. What the hell is he doing here?! Last year he was not in this class. When has he developed this sudden love for literature?!

"Fine, you may go to your places." Mrs Gretcher's voice made me snap out of my thoughts. "Oh, and both of you will not sit together. Miss Stinson, there's an empty seat in front of Mr Colton. Go and sit there and Miss Martinez, you take a seat next to Miss Wilson."

Shit! That female dog just did not do that! How am I supposed to sit in front of my worst enemy? His smirk seemed to widened when he saw my horrified expression. Damn it!

"We don't have all day, Miss Stinson." Mrs Gretcher scolded and it was then I realized that I was immobile and of course, the entire class had to giggle at my embarrassment.

"I'm sorry." I whispered nervously and made my way towards the devil. That son of a female dog even dared to wink at me! Gosh, if we were in an empty class, I would have beaten the pulp out of him! 

All the seats in front of Asher and his gang were unoccupied, I guess no one wanted to disturb him and feel his wrath. Oh God, please help me. 

Once I took my seat, I heard a chair move and felt a presence behind me.

"Well, well, this day can't get any better. It feels that this class will be full of fun." Asher muttered behind me. That jerk! He won't even let me follow the class now. I just ignored him and dragged my desk a little bit further away from him. This should let him know that I was not interested in being his "fun toy" in this class. 

"Okay class, open your books at page 14 and start analysing why the main Gatsby chose to be this way." Mrs Gretcher ordered. Currently, we were studying the Greta Gatsby. Thankfully, I had already read the book during the holidays, so analyzing this paragraph won't be much of a trouble.

I was in the middle of writing why Gatsby turned this way, when I felt something tap my head. I looked around me and saw a paper near my desk wrapped up in a ball. There was no need to guess who did that. I chose to ignore it and continued to do my work. Not even a minute later, another paper ball hit my head. Okay, now enough is enough!

"What do you want, Colton?" Asher simply shook his head, playing innocent. I narrowed my eyes at him. I took both paperballs in my hand and threw them back at him. I guess he did not expect that I would do that, even I didn't think I could do that. His friends started to laugh at him. "Don't disturb me again." Saying that, I regained my seat and continued doing my work.

"Feisty." I heard one of his friends say and soon there was a sound that seemed like a smack. Boys!

"You'll regret doing that, nerd." I heard him whisper in my ears. My stomach started doing flips as soon as Asher said those words. Shit! I shouldn't have done that. Why don't you ever think before you do something, stupid Emmy! Now, he'll probably kill you in your sleep! My inner voice started to snap at me.

I chose to ignore her and was about to write something, when I heard a knock at the door and entered one of the most handsome guys I've ever seen. Well, not as handsome as Asher but-- Woah woah woah! Where did that even come from?! 

The guy was pretty much built and he even had messy blonde hair. Oh boy, he is really good looking. Girls were watching him dreamily, some were even showing their chests on display, while the boys had a jealous look on their faces, well that new guy was definitely competition. 

"Oh, class, this is a new student and I expect you to treat him well." Mrs Gretcher said and there was a chorus of "yes" from the girls. How typical.

"So, can you introduce yourself?" Mrs Gretcher asked. They guy nodded.

"Eum, hello everyone, I'm Taylor Johnson. I was going to Jefferson High School before I shifted to Alexander High. So, yeah." Oh my gosh, he had a freaking British accent. All the girls including me had already swooned to his charm while the guys were snickering. 

"Very well, Mr Johnson. You can take a seat next to Miss Stinson." I jumped at my name. All the girls were glaring at me. Oh boy, he's coming here. Calm down, Emmy. On my left, I could see Alicia doing a slight thumbs up. Soon, he was next to me. "And Miss Stinson, you will accompany Mr Johnson his next class and make him visit the school." As if sitting next to me was not enough of a punishment, now she's asking me to make him visit the school. Is she taking some sort of revenge from me? Because I guess I'll be dead by all the glares that the girls are giving me by the end of the day.

"Hi." He said taking a seat. Oh my gosh, that accent.

"H-Hi." I waved slightly. Wave? Seriously Emmy?!

"You know, it would be better if I knew your name because talking to a nameless person is quite bizarre." He said awkwardly. Huh, what does that mean? Stupid Emberly, he wants to know your name! Ohh, now I understand.

"Oh, I'm sorry. My name's Emberly." I replied shyly.

"Hi, Emberly." He smiled. Good Lord, he's got such a gorgeous smile. "Which class do you have next?" I asked trying to get rid of our previous awkward moment.

"Oh, eum, I think Economics, with Mr Peterson." He said somewhat unsure.

"That's great, I have that class too. We could go together." Taylor simply nodded.

"So, tell me, is she always like that?" He ran his hand over his hair making it even more messy. 

"Who are you talking about?" Confusion was lacing in my voice.

"The teacher. Is she always on an angry mode, as if someone has just stolen her Big Mac?" Oh.My.Freaking.God. He thought exactly what I thought half an hour ago. 

Unable to control myself, I started to laugh causing him to scratch the bottom of his head. "Y-You just did not say that." I wiped the tears that were falling out of my eyes. 

"But it's true. It's as if she's ready to explode." He confessed. 

"You won't believe it, but before you came, I thought exactly the same thing." I replied.

"Well, this proves one thing." 

"What?"

"We'll be good friends." He said with certainty. 

I was about to agree to what he said when I heard the desk behind me was violently pushed and Asher left the classroom with a loud bang of the door. Mrs Gretcher did not even have the time to stop him. Well, even I would not dare to stop the devil. But what's wrong with him?! Few minutes ago, he was fine. I looked back at Taylor, and he seemed completely unfazed by this sudden outburst of Asher. 

Thankfully, the bell rung sparing us from this terrible class. Alicia jogged to us and introduced herself to Taylor and soon we left for our next class. 

During the Economics class, Taylor, Ally and I sat together and that was the worst mistake that we did. Because Taylor kept cracking jokes and for the first time in my life I was about to get a detention. But one thing is sure, I made another friend.

Soon, lunch was here. We were about to get to our usual table when Melanie stopped us or rather stopped Taylor. 

"Taylor, what are you doing with this nerd. Come sit with us." She ordered. The was she was talking to him was as if she already knew him before.

"No, thank you Mel, I'm perfectly fine here." Mel. Ally and I looked at each other confusedly. 

"Oh, come on Taylor, you wouldn't want to ruin your reputation with her." Ouch, that hurts. She was talking about me as if I was not even here.

"Stop being such a brat, Mel and her company is way better than anyone else's company." Melanie's mouth remained wide opened. I guess daddy's little princess didn't expect this comeback. Saying that, Taylor walked towards our table.

I was about to take a seat next to Taylor when I felt someone's stare on me. I looked behind me and saw the devil himself with an impassive face looking directly at me. My breath got stuck. I chose to ignore him while Taylor went to get us some food. 

"Eum, why is Asher looking at you that way?" Alicia asked skeptically. I simply shook my head. Perhaps he's thinking of ways how to kill me. But right now, I'm enjoying myself.

"I know what you must be thinking." Taylor's voice took me out of my reverie. "You must be wondering how I know Melanie." Both of us nodded.

"Well she's my horrible cousin." He casually said as if that was the most unimportant news. 

"What?!" Alicia exclaimed. "That brat is your cousin."

"Unfortunately yes. I know she's very annoying and I apologize for what she has said to you Emberly." He sincerely said.

"It's fine, don't worry." I waved my hands brushing it off. Thankfully, the topic was changed and soon there was a huge discussion about which one's better, McDonald's or Pizza. During the entire conversation, all I could do was hold my stomach and laugh because of their ridiculous analysis about food. Great, I've got two huge foodies as friends. However, during this conversation, a could feel Asher's burning gaze behind my back. 

In fact, when lunch was over, Taylor offered to hold my back and at his action, Asher's face grew harder. He did not even pay attention to the blonde sucking his neck off, he was too busy glaring at Taylor and I. I guess I will never know what the hell is his problem. 

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Finally, school was over for today. Thankfully I managed to get out of school in one piece. However, after lunch, I could not find Asher anywhere else. His friends were here but he was nowhere to be seen. Anyways, why do I care. The less he's here, the better it is for me.

Taylor offered me to drive me home, but I nicely denied and as for Ally, she had volleyball practice. 

The walk from school to home was only ten minutes and I couldn't wait to get into the shower. Once I entered inside, it was completely silent. Guess I'll have to spend the day all alone today. 

I took a breath and went to my room, quickly took my towel and got in the shower. This was exactly what I needed. The hot water cascading relaxed all my muscles and I took all my time to wash my hair. 

Once I was done, I quickly wrapped myself in the towel and got in my room. However, I noticed the wind blowing my curtains. Weird. I don't remember opening them. Perhaps I did. I went towards the windows and closed them. 

Once done, I walked towards my closet and started to take out my clothes for tonight when I felt hands on my waist and someone nuzzling my neck. I gasped and tried to get away but the hold that the person had tightened on me. Oh gosh, I will die naked 

"Ssshh, it me." The voice said, still sniffing me neck. Asher?! 

"Asher, what are you doing here and how did you come in?" I tried to get away from him. Keyword here, tried but he constantly pulled me back into his chest.

"I can see that you got very close to your new friend, hmm." He totally ignored my questions and started talking about Taylor. 

"What do you mean by too close and why do you care in the first place?" I shot back. How dare he ask me questions about Taylor.

"Don't play too dumb, I know exactly what both of you were doing. He even offered you to drive you back, right." He stated, turning me forcefully towards him such that now I was facing him. How does he

"How do you even know  that? I mean you were not even there." 

"Oh kitten, you are so naive." He rubbed his thumb across my cheek bones. "I might not have been there, but I have eyes that follow you everywhere." His eyes turned hard and his right hand gripped my waist firmly such that there was no way for me to escape and worst of all, I was still in my towel and my hair had wet part of his shirt.

"I-I." I stuttered while he smirked. "You have no rights to do that and besides he's my friend not someone like you who is always teasing me." I argued. Uh-oh, wrong move. His smirk turned into a callous glare and he violently pushed me on the bed with him on top of me and he even got both of my hands in one of his solid grips above my head. Oh my God! I shuddered because of two reasons, firstly I was cold and secondly he was on top of me, and I don't know what he'll do to me. Oh my God. Mom, Dad if I don't survive, please know that I love you and yes Mom it was me who stole your beautiful woolen jacket. Please forgive me for my sins.

"I have every fucking right to tell you what to do and as from today you will stop talking to him. Is that clear?" He harshly said in a low voice. His lips were dangerously close to me. "Is.That.Clear?"

"I-I, He's my friend." I mustered all my courage to tell him that. His iron grip on my hands tightened making me hiss. 

"Friend?" He laughed humorlessly. "So you think someone wants to be your friend?" He raised his eyebrows. "Get out of your illusion darling, no one wants to be your friend, darling." He shot back. Ouch. But once he said this, something snapped in me. 

"Shut up, just shut up. I will talk to him whether you like it or not. Our friendship is none of your business, Colton." I looked at him straight in the eyes, making him realize that I'm no longer scared of him. Really, Emmy? Oh, you shut up. Come back later.

His hard glare did not soften at all. We kept looking at each other, having an internal battle. He took a deep breath and moved his face to my neck, nuzzling it. I tried to move away from him but he did not seem to take any of it.

"Sooner or later, you will stop talking to him, baby." He murmured pecking softly my neck and looked back into my eyes. 

"Never, and I'm not your baby or kitten or whatever you call me." I furiously said.

"Oh, but you do act like a kitten." He raised his eyebrows. "Look at you right now, you resemble like wet kitten, very very wet." I blushed crimson when he said that. Focus, Emmy, don't go off track.

"Oh, just shut up and let me go." I fought back against his grip. 

Suddenly I heard the front door open. I gasped. I hope it's not my parents. Shoot!

"Emmyyy" Ally screamed on top of her lungs. Shit! Please don't come here.

"Move Asher." I tried to break free from him.

"No, I'm liking this position way too much to move from here." He moved closer to me. 

"Please, Asher." I begged.

"Say it." He said.

"Say what?" I asked confusedly.

"Tell me that you won't talk to him again."

"You can't force me to say something like that." I refuted to agree to what he was saying.

"Fine, let's stay like this. Let your friend come in and see in which position we are, and with you nearly naked under me. That would be much of a sight, don't you think?" He pointed out.

I took a deep breath before agreeing to his terms, "Fine, I won't talk to him. Can you leave now?"

"Was it so difficult?" He slowly got up from me. Phew! "See you tomorrow, nerd." With that he jumped out of my window and walked back to his house. Thank goodness, it was not too high.

Almost immediately, the door of my room opened with Alicia looking at me strangely as if I grew two heads. 

What happened to her?!

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Ta-da chapter 3 completed.

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