❝𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞❞

                                    

                                          

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
"I told you...he's been like this since last week."
"If you keep breathing down my neck, I'm kicking your ass Avel,"
He sighed, "just admit you like her already."
I raised a brow at him. I didn't like her. Sure I was slightly intrigued about her but she wasn't anything special to me. She was just another girl in this school. "Your lover girl is coming over,"
I sighed, "kill me."
"Hey, Dean,"
Stephanie Cortez was hell on earth. If anything, she had a head thick than a brick wall. She spent the last three years glued to my ass, trying to get into my pants despite each rejection I've given her and the fact that I blocked her on everything and changed my number...twice.
She was irritably and quite frankly getting on my last nerve.
"My parents are hosting a party tonight, do you want to go with me?"
"If your parents are hosting it, that means he's already going to it. What's the point of him as a plus one?"
I snorted, "fuck off would you?"
The clearing of a throat caught our attention, "do you mind moving please so I can take my seat?"
"You're Finn right?"
"That's the name I was given so yep," she pulled a tight smile wanting the conversation to end as much as I wanted her gone.
"Do you mind swapping seats with me for the year? I'd like to seat with my friends,"
I watched her grin pull into the fakest smile ever to be seen by mankind and utter a simple, "No."
I bit back a smirk watching Stephanie's face drop in an instant, "Sorry?..."
"If you wanted to sit with your friends you should have asked where you were sitting before you walked into class so I'll ask you once again, can you move so I can take my seat?"
Stephanie reluctantly moved away and headed back to her seat, letting her take her seat in front of me. 
"Nice one, Finn," Avel muttered quietly to Finn.
"She had it coming her away. Plan things out than make other people's life a pain."
Her eyes shot me a glare from the corner before she whipped around and pulled her up, securing it with a clip. 
I've come to notice she only had it up during classes, anything in between her hair would flow freely down her back.
"You're staring, Dean"
"You tell him as if he was going to stop," 
I raised a brow, "did you say something?"
"No..nothing that you're over-spoiled little brain could understand."
Over-spoiled? Was she fucking serious?
"That a broad assumption make on someone you don't know,"
She chuckled, "It's not like I can't find everything out about you and your family with a single google search, Vauxhall or should I go and offer your father a basket of red velvet cookies and have him tell me everything?"
Damn this family name.
"That goes into stalker territory."
She chuckled, "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer Dean. But then again you like to keep the Cortez woman around you so you're not much of a threat for me to worry about,"
She was kidding, right?
She knew the advantage I would have to wrangle her right now if I pleased.
"She's not-" why the hell do I even bother to defend myself to someone like her?
I leaned back into my seat, glaring into the back of her head.
She was already pissing me off.
But I couldn't help but allow the tingling feelings that buzzed in my chest while arguing with her. It was differently a first.
Having someone who wasn't Kai or Avel bite back at me like she just did. Not once did she look back at me. She never acknowledged me when she walks into the class or when I walk past her in the halls with that damn Sanchez girl unless it was that little glare that she pointed my way.
Here she thinks she looks intimidating when she looks like a puppy...what is wrong with me?
It was like it was her own world and I was just simply living in it. Watching her from afar as the scenes played out before my eyes.
Like some side character.
I hated it. I hated being on the sidelines. 
I didn't care if it was my story or not. I didn't care if I was important in the telling of it or not. I wasn't going to be sitting not the sidelines and watching everything play out like they usually do.
I needed something more.
I craved something more
And for some reason, my mind was screaming. Telling me that she had exactly what I needed. Exactly what I'm looking for in my life. 
God, what was wrong with me?
Why was I reacting this way to some random girl I don't even know?
She already drove me insane and my mind was loving it.
Something wasn't right. It didn't feel right either. I didn't know what this agonising feeling was but it had to go.
I didn't have time to wait for it to go or time to deal with it. 
It needed to go now and whatever reoccurring thought I've had about her this last week. She was a constant reply and it was seriously pissing me off. I didn't know her and she was already on my mind.
Each second of the class was a living hell. I had Stephanie burning holes in my head the entire class and then I had the nuisance in front of me, flicking her hair over my pages making it impossible for me to write anything down on my pages. I smirked at it in the beginning but now it was just annoying.
How bad would it be if I just cut her hair right now?
Just for research purposes. No specific reason at all.
Kai let out a small snort beside me watching me struggle for the last forty-five minutes of this class. It burned my heart to know my own friend found pleasure in my suffering. I was just about ready to pull her seat from under her ass but I sat as stiff as a damn board.
Once the bell rang, I ran my hands over my face, letting out a long sigh. Finn packed her stuff and stood up from her seat, "I'll see you later." She muttered quickly to Avel before disappearing out the classroom door, "finally."
"I'll give you my notes later to copy,"
"I told you." Avel sang before turning back around with a triumphant smile.
Thank god Avel didn't actually have long hair. God, I would lose my mind if he ever did. He's already dramatic enough his short here if you added length it would just increase as well.