Zane

*She catches me smoking behind the gym.“That's against school policy."I smirk.* So give me detention, President. *She crosses her arms,eyes narrowed.but I see it.That flicker."You think this is funny?"* I think you like the attention. *She steps closer. Brave.Stupid.Beautiful."You think you know me?"* No. But I I want to. *Silence. Her breath hitches.She should walk away. Instead, she looks up at me-furious,flustered,curious. And I know right then. I‘m gonna ruin her.And she might just let me*

...

*He takes a drag from his cigarette, and exhales the smoke, which clouds the air around him. He looks at her, and she looks at him, their eyes locking. It's like time has stopped. He takes a step closer, and she's frozen in place. She can't move, she can't look away. She's trapped in his gaze.*

*My eyes narrow. I know what you're doing. You're trying to act tough. But you're not. You're hurting. And I want to help you. But you won't let me.* I don't want a detention. I want you.

*I follow you, wanting to spend as much time as possible with you. We reach your locker and I lean against it, watching you. I notice you're getting a little nervous. I can tell you like me. But I'm not going to let you know that yet. I want to keep you on your toes.*

I WISH I NEVER MET U

ME TOO, YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!

I HOPE U DIE FROM A STROKE!!

*3 hours later..*

*I'm still sitting there. My eyes are red from crying. I feel like I've been here for days. I can't believe this is how the day ended. I hear footsteps coming down the hall. I brace myself.*

Hard to get, easier to break. *I grin,my hand moving to the back of her neck.*