We're Complete Opposites But I Still Love You

I walked through the hallway and everyone made way for me.
Huh.
Who knew that everyone would fear a freak?
I walked to my locker but was confronted by Stephanie.

"How do you do it?"
"What?"
"Everyone loves you. How did you do it?"
"I didn't do anything. I was myself. I wasn't trying to be something i'm not."

I turned around and opened my locker.
I pulled out my notebook.
I was about to shut it when it was shut for me.
I turned to my right to find Parker.
I sighed.

"What do you want from me?"
"Nobody rejects me. I wont let you be the first."
"Well today that's going to change. YOU HAVE BEEN REJECTED!"

I yelled in his face and walked away.
Stephanie watched in shock.
I was suddenly pulled back and pushed to the ground.
He leaned down and got in my face.

"You will accept the offer or get forced into it." He growled.
"Brian back away."

He stood up and looked behind me.

"Really bro?"
"Yes. How many times do I have to tell you? Stay away from her."

He groaned and walked away.
Stephanie ran the opposite direction.

"You alright?"

I looked up into his blue eyes.
Jason.

"Yeah. I froze because I saw Skylar in him..."

He helped me up.

"I won't let anything happen to you. I promise that."

I smiled faintly at him.

"You do realize you're ruining your reputation by talking to me right?"
"I don't care. They can go fuck themselves."

I smiled.

"I'm happy my dad chose your house as my new home before he died."

He smiled back.

"I'm happy too. Come on let's get you to class."

He took my hand in a friendly gesture and walked me to class.
Before I walked in he pulled me into a hug.

"I'll be out here waiting after class."
"Okay." I whispered back.

He kissed my cheek and I walked in blushing like mad.
I took my seat towards the back.
Everyone noticed me blushing and stared in wonder.

Throughout the whole class I kept thinking about Jason.
Does he like me?
I don't think he'd kiss me on the cheek if he didnt.
Or maybe it was in a friendly way?

Finally the bell rang and I waited for everyone to leave until I got up and walked out the door.
Jason was leaning against the walll across the hall.
I walked up to him and he smiled at me and started walking with me to my locker.

"So how was class?"
"Boring."
"Sounds like math."

I giggled and smiled.

I hadn't smiled this much since before dad died..
We finally got to my locker and I shoved everything inside.
I slammed it shut and we walked to lunch.

"Well i'll see you later."

I said and walked to my table.
I sat down but he sat next to me.

"What are you doing?"
"Having lunch with a friend."
"You're risking alot here."
"Like I said earlier I dont care. Let them think what they want."
"Don't say I didn't warn you."

He just smiled that million dollar smirk.
I absolutely loved it.
But of course nobody knew that.

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I parked my car in the driveway and got out.
I left my bag there since I had no homework and shut the door locking it.
I walked into an empty house.
Weird.
The guys didn't have football practice all week.
I shrugged it off and walked up to my room.
I laid on my bed and looked up at the ceiling thinking.
What had gotten into Jason?
Maybe it was just a phase?
Suddenly I heard chatter downstairs.
I got up and opened my door.
The chatter getting louder.
I walked out shutting my door and made my way down the stairs.
The guys were here.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed two slices of bread and put them in the toaster.
I grabbed the Nutella and a butter knife and set them by the toaster.
I jumped up and sat on the counter just as Jason came in.

"What are you making?"
"Nutella on toasted bread."
"Yum."

I nodded amd looked down at my hands.

"Whats wrong?"

He suddenly was right in front of me.
His hands were on my thighs as he looked up into my green eyes.

"Nothing, just thinking." I breathed.

He was so close.
His hand caressed my cheek and he pushed a strand of blue hair behind my ear.

"So beautiful..." He whispered.

I blushed and looked down.
He lifted my face with his index finger.
I looked at him not knowing what to do.
Suddenly he leaned in.
My breath hitched knowing it was coming.
Just as he was inches away someone barged in.

"Where's the-" We both looked at Tanner. "Nevermind."

He turned around and walked out.
Jason turned back to me smiling.
He leaned in faster and pressed his lips to mine gently.
His hands slid up to my waist as my hands found their way around his neck.
He broke the kiss.

"Wrap your legs around my waist."

I did as I was told and he continued to kiss me.
He picked me up which made me gasp and he set me down.
He broke the kiss.

"Meet me up in my room in ten minutes. I'll get the guys to leave."

I nodded.

"Go."

I ran out and into his room.
I had never been in his room before.
It was so clean.
His sheets were grey and white.
His bed perfectly made.
I never thought a guy could be so clean!
I sat on his bed feeling his comforter.
I looked around at his bedroom.
His dark blue walls were clean.
No posters.
Nothing.
He had a black dresser to the right.
A plasma screen tv across on the wall with a PS3 and games on the entertainment center below.
His bathroom in the right corner.
His bedorom was freaking awesome!

Ten minutes passed and no Jason.
I almost walked out when the bedroom door opened.
He walked towards me smiling.

"We're officially alone."

I smiled and he came over and pressed his lips against mine cupping my face with his hands.
He picked me up and walked to the side of the bed and laid me down before getting on top of me and kissed me again.
I wrapped arms around his neck and his hands were up my shirt.
I stopped and pulled his hands away.
He looked at me funny.

"I'm not having sex with you."
"I know."
"I just thought since your hands were..."
"Oh. I'm sorry that's my bad."
"No i'm sorry."

He chuckled.

I leaned up and kissed him again.

"Until next time." I winked and got up.

I walked out and went back down the stairs for my Nutella.
I just madeout with Jason Sands...
I walked into the kitchen grabbing the bread and spreading the chocolate on them.
My heart was still racing.