Don't call me that

She turned on her heels and started off down the hallway. I started jogging to catch up.

Biology class was a blur, possibly because I was asleep the whole time. Perks of sitting in the black I guess. But next I was Calculus, and I was not so blessed by the Gods of assigned seating with that one. Although, I was one of only four girls in that class in that class so there must been some type of higher power behind that one.

"Hey Emilie."

I turn to meet eyes with the one and only, Jett Michaels.

"Jett."

He smirked, "That's my name."

My facial expression didn't change. His dropped.

"Well, if thats all we needed to establish-"

He stepped in front of my path, "I'm sure you have heard that I broke up woth Charlotte."

"Yeah," I attempted to push him to the sode but he was much stronger than I expected, "And I don't care, so much."

He could tell that I wasn't strong enough to push him out of the way, and he liked that. He grinned with each passing second, "Oh Emilie, don't you want to know why I dumped her?"

"No."

He moved closer, till his nose was just inches from mine, "Fine then, you can play your game. I can play one too."

He held eye contact with me for at least 45 seconds before backing away. I sped around him to my Calculus class.

Charlotte Jameson. The schools pretty girl. He natural red hairs was shiny enough to set off a metal detector, and her skin was flawless twenty four seven. But today, she looked broken. She was the second out of only four girls in my class.

"Yo Em. Have a seat." Grant West was waving me over to my assigned seat, Grant was the kind of guy that everyone got along with. He is good at sports, has a nice car, big house, and even a tattoo. He was popular by the school standards, but he was genuinely nice person. His parents raised him well.

"Guess who blocked me in the hall."

Grant wasn't the only one interested in my conversation, I know had the attention of the other three boys sitting around me.

"Well, are you going to tell us?" Heath Dawson was now impatiently waiting for my answerm

Heath Dawson was friends with Jett and Beau but he didn't hang out with them outside of school. He fit into their lunch table well because of his good looks. He had swooshy sandy blonde hair, an ear piercing and a knuckle tattoo. He thinks that is cool .

"Jett."

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