After spending all day Sunday shopping for clothes with Amanda at the local mall I was exhausted. The entire day was filled with stripping down, trying on clothes, modeling outfits, spending a ton of cash only to start the process over at a billion other stores. To say that I had an entire new wardrobe was an understatement. I literally had to move all of my old clothes, which I still planned on wearing, into the spare bedroom closet to make room for the new ones. Amanda made sure we bought things that were easily matchable because we both know I am no good at matching clothes.

When I woke up on Monday, it surprised me that I didn't feel tired at all. After my shopping trip the day before I had slept so soundly, I didn't even remember my dreams. I had such a good sleep that I was actually in a good mood and that never happened first thing in the morning. Even on Christmas morning I wasn't in a good mood, and what kind of kid isn't in a good mood when they wake up knowing they are about to get a bunch of new shit? Apparently I just really wasn't a morning person, even as a child.

I showered quickly and as I washed my hair with strawberry scented shampoo I thought about which of my new outfits to wear. My mind finally settled on a pair of black tights with diamonds down the sides and a long black KARV shirt with intricate designs outlined in small jewels and sequins. When I leapt out of the shower and quickly pulled the outfit on, I was surprised to see that it looked great.

Amanda arrived at my house just as I was halfway through putting on my makeup. There was no need for me to go let her in or anything seeing as she had a key to my front door, even though nobody recalled giving her one.

"Hey Bitch." she said as she barged into my room, her head bent down looking at her phone. "Let's see what kind of monstrosity you have thrown on your body today." Before she even looked up at me she started criticizing my outfit, I rolled my eyes and coughed loudly to get her attention, when her head snapped up from her iPhone she looked surprised. "Holy shit, I can't believe my eyes." Before I knew it, her arms were around me hugging me tight "I always knew you had it in you to be fashionable!" she faked crying and beamed at my outfit. "Whatever has awakened the fashionista inside of you, please say thank you from me!"

I had no idea what had urged me to go on the shopping trip. Maybe my frustration towards the fact that Selesity was now home to yet another air head player. Or perhaps I was just sick of Amanda always having to match outfits together for me. I was no longer a child, and I should be able to dress myself thank you very much.

"I don't understand why you won't tell me." She said accusingly.

"Tell you what?" I asked while I applied some eyeliner and mascara.

"Why you want a whole new wardrobe. There is obviously a reason because well... you hate shopping and we spent hours at the mall yesterday." We had spent hours at the mall, and Amanda was bugging me the whole time about why I was so interested in shopping suddenly. She wasn't satisfied with my 'I need to dress myself' excuse.

"God forbid, if something happens to you I need to put on a decent outfit every day." I scolded her.

***

As we walked past the office on our way to our lockers, I saw Jayden in the office talking to our principal. I made a disgusted face and when Amanda saw what I was looking at she game me a sly grin that kinda creeped me out..

"Oh, you dirty little bitch!" She yelled out loud, causing people to stare. "You could have told me you know!"

"Told you what?" I asked, tearing my eyes away from Jayden. Just because I had no interest in his personality didn't mean I wasn't interested in his looks.

I could look, but I will never touch.

"You did all of this," she gestured out my new outfit "to impress Jayden didn't you?"

"Do you realize who you are talking to? Did you not hear me say that guy is a total player?"

"So you say, but you don't know for sure do you? Now you're dressing all nice hoping to catch his attention, aren't you?"

"Look, he is a jerk and in case you haven't noticed jerk isn't really my type."

"So why are you trying to get his attention?" Amanda stopped and entered her locker combination. I had barely noticed that we were already there.

"I am not trying to get his attention. If I wanted his attention, I would have tried to get it at Jason's party. Now drop the subject cause it's annoying me."

"Whatever dude your in denial."

"Isn't she always?" I heard Cali's voice from behind me.

"No." I said at the same time that Amanda said "Yes".

I didn't care that Amanda thought I wanted Jayden's attention because I knew she was wrong. Nothing about Jayden interested me. With one look I could tell that he was one of those guys who prides himself in being able to get any girl he wants. Who wants to be with a person like that? I mean, then you're constantly worried about other girls trying to get with him. I would rather just be with somebody that people wouldn't try stealing from me, or as of late, not date at all.

"Delanie likes Jayden." I heard Amanda say, bringing me back to reality. I shoved her lightly and gave her a dirty look.

"Do you know how fast rumors start at this stupid school, say that too loud and by the end of first period everyone will think I have fallen for the new guy."

"Don't tell me Jayden has charmed you already?" I heard a familiar voice behind me. When I turned around, I saw Jason Breeze behind me. His blonde hair was messy as always but it was messy in the good way, like he just rolled out of bed after a one-night stand or something. 'Sexy messy' is what Cali always referred to it as. He wore a t-shirt that emphasized his muscles and light colored jeans held up with a Gucci belt, as always he looked great. It surprised me that I was not blown away I was by him, he always looked hot but it never seemed to make him hard to talk to.

"Not at all." I said firmly. It was out of the ordinary for Jason to approach me at school, like I said we weren't really friends or anything.

"It won't be long." He chuckled before winking at me and turning away.

That was too funny. He thought if I hadn't fallen for his cousin yet, that it wouldn't be long until I did. Well, I guess I would just have to prove him wrong on that one. There was no way in hell I would fall for that guy. He was too full of himself. I like somebody confident, but not that confident.

When the bell signaling the start of first period rang I snapped out of my thoughts and followed a chattering Amanda and Cali to History class. What a great way to start the day, being bored to death. Whoever thought that throwing a group of teenagers into a classroom and making them learn about a bunch of dates for wars and shit was a good idea, must have been on some damn good drugs.

When I walked into the classroom and took my seat at the very back of the room, I barely noticed him sitting in the normally empty desk right beside mine. In fact, it wasn't until Cali shot me a text message saying 'look to your left' that I noticed he was there. My breath caught in my throat and I knew I had gasped too loudly because he looked over at me. Without even thinking, I pretty much eye fucked him as I took in every detail of what he was wearing, how his hair looked and the intense stare of his emerald green eyes.

His shirt was plain black and tight against his chest, his thick arms stuck out of the shirt and well, looked hot as hell to be honest. I was always a sucker for guys with big muscles. He had a silver chain around his neck that stood out against the darkness of his shirt. It wasn't one of those big ugly ones that made you look like you were trying to be a gangster or anything, thank god. His jeans were a dark wash and his white Gucci shoes looked as if they had just been pulled out of the box. The emerald color of his eyes stood out so much because of how dark his hair was. It was jet black and had that same messy look that Jason's had. Sexy messy.

"Hello to you to." he smirked at me. His voice was deep and just like everything else about him, completely sexy. Why was it that the jerks had to be so damn good looking?

"Sure." I said trying to regain my composure, I turned away from him and looked back at Cali who was laughing with Amanda.

"Now that's funny." he said under his breath.

"What's funny?" I whipped around to face him again.

He smirked again before answering. "How you can check me out one minute and act like you couldn't care less the next."

"Ha honey please, you wish I was checking you out." I flipped my hair over my shoulder and turned away from him again.

Whoa, where did that come from? Was it just me or did I sound a little bad ass? When I looked back over at Cali and Amanda, they both looked just as surprised as I felt. I never acted like that, I had never spoken like that in my entire life. It felt good; I felt empowered. More importantly, I had just shut Jayden down. I hope he hated the feeling. Even more so I hoped I never looked at him like that again.

One of the worst things you could do is let a player know you're interested. Then he plays you and that's it. End of story, you have officially been used and abused. That would not happen to me. Although I was sure it would happen to many girls here, I could almost small the desire to break somebody's heart radiating off of Jayden's perfectly pressed t-shirt.

I couldn't focus during the rest of the class because I could feel Jayden looking at me. It was intensely creepy, and I wanted him to stop. A couple of times I shot him a dirty look, but all he did was smirk at me, a very sexy smirk. It's depressing that even though I know how big of a jerk this guy is, I still find him so hot. Does that make me superficial or something? I hope not.