"Mrs. Libra's such a b**ch," Xavier says as we walk out of Geography together.
"She's not that bad. You just didn't do your homework," I say. Xavier rolls his eyes, "Pfft, whatever, she still sucks."
"Okay Xavier," I say whilst chuckling.
"Hey so... you know that homework she gave us?" Xavier asks, stopping to lean on a locker. I stop as well and turn my body to stand him.
"Yeah."
"I didn't really get what she was explaining-"
"You weren't listening and now you need help with the homework. Am I correct?" I ask, cutting him off. Xavier sheepishly rubs the nape of his neck, "Yeah."
"I would help you but I'm horrible at geography," I say. Xavier looks around and sees that the corridor is empty.
"We're the only ones here," he says.
"I'm not blind."
"Okay but I want you to help me," Xavier says, "Not anyone else. Just you."
"If I help you; you'll get everything wrong. Ask someone who's actually good at the subject," I say.
"I don't want someone who's good at the subject or someone who's bad at the subject. I want you to help me."
"Xavier-"
"Pleeeeaaaase," Xavier begs. I sigh before agreeing.
Woah. Serious déjà vu right now.
"Awesome. Where do you wanna work?" Xavier asks with a satisfied smile on his face.
"The library," I answer, "Just don't let Jaxon, Brody or Zach see you."
"Why?" Xavier asks as the two of us start walking to the library.
"They've been acting really possessive lately so if they were to see me with another guy... yikes," I say, shuddering at the thought.
"I'm not scared of them," Xavier says, patting his chest.
"All of them?" I ask; squinting a bit to observe Xavier's reaction.
"Most of them. Jaxon still scares the sh** out of me but it's not that bad," Xavier says with a little laugh. I laugh with him.
"Why is he like that anyway?" I ask.
"Like what?"
"Cold, closed-off... I don't know. He's just very moody," I say. Xavier laughs at my final answer, "Moody?"
"Yeah moody, what's so funny?" I ask.
"That's the perfect way to describe him, high five Chelsea," Xavier says as he puts his hand up. I high five him and notice that our hands are nearly the same size.
"You have small hands," I say.
"I do not!" Xavier argues, pulling his hands away.
"Pfft, yes you do! My hands are tiny and your hands aren't that big compared to mine..." I say with a little smile. The two of us begin laughing and as we turn the corner, I immediately stop.
"H-Hi Jaxon..." I say with a nervous chuckle. I know that Jaxon intimidates me but this is on a whole other level. He's literally glowering over me and his dark brown orbs are piercing right into me. I look down at his hands and see them curling into fists.
I turn to Xavier, "Listen I just remembered that I have something to do but I'll help you tomorrow. Promise."
Xavier looks at me before looking at Jaxon and at me again, "Why are you so scared of him? It's not like you're dating or anything. You can talk to other boys if you want to."
"Xavier I'll help you tomorrow I promise; just please-"
Jaxon grabs Xavier by the collar of shirt and punches him straight in the nose. I hear a slight crack and feel my legs wobble slightly.
"J-Jaxon," I call out weakly. Jaxon ignores me and continue to punch Xavier. I then see Xavier's knee fly towards Jaxon's stomach and I cover my eyes. All I hear is a grunt which is most likely from Jaxon. I look at the scene before me and watch Xavier push Jaxon to the ground before kicking him in the stomach repeatedly.
"Guys please just stop..." I call out. Ignored. Again.
Jaxon grabs Xavier's foot and pulls him to the ground before getting on top of him and punching him like there was no tomorrow. I watch blood and a tooth fly from Xavier's mouth and that's all I needed to see before my knees give in. I let out a scream that could put a banshee to shame and that grabs the attention of the boys.
"Chelsea..." Jaxon says as he slowly stands up. I shake my head and stand up, my hand on the wall to support my weak self.
"Chelsea don't go..." Jaxon starts. I shake my head and hobble away. I try my best to get away but Jaxon traps me from behind, his arms wrapped around my waist.
"Chelsea, I'm sorry you had to see that," he whispers.
"Why'd you do it?" I ask softly.
"Wh-What?"
"Why'd you do it?!" I ask, raising my voice.
"I-I don't know Chelsea it-"
"You don't know? You don't know?! You don't bloody know?! So we just beat people up for fun now?!" I ask angrily.
"Chelsea-"
"Oh look at me I'm Jaxon Blacc, I can beat anyone up and won't get into trouble!" I say, trying to imitate Jaxon.
"Chelsea-"
"Look at me, Jaxon Blacc, the one with anger issues!"
"Chelsea-"
"Yeah, because I, Jaxon Blacc, can literally-"
Jaxon turns me around and smashes his lips into mine. Jaxon pulls me closer and I feel him deepen the kiss. I don't respond to his kiss so Jaxon pulls away, sensing that I'm not going to do anything.
"What was that?!" I ask, throwing my arms up in aggravation.
"Chelsea. I like you," Jaxon says. I let my arms drop to my side and feel my eyes widen.
"You like... me?" I repeat, "B-But why? I-I'm not even that pretty and... I've never even been pretty from the start! I-I just," I take in a deep and shaky breath, "I just-"
Jaxon's arms stay wrapped around my waist and he drops his head slightly so that he's hugging me, "I've always liked you. Maybe I didn't show it but it's true. Your frizzy hair, your braced smile, your spotty face... everything. You were perfect. Heck. You are perfect, and you're delusional to not believe that. From the root of your hair to your very last toe, I think you're perfect and more," he hugs me even tighter, "Chelsea you're amazing... don't you see that?"
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holy cow. What the heck did I just write? I'm actually in shock. I think this is the most eventful chapter in the book SO FAR. Who would've thunk it? Jaxon Blacc confessing first. Tbh, I didn't intend for him to confess first. Neither did I intend for him to steal Chelsea's first kiss. It was just an accident. You know when you just write and write, not caring about anything else in the world but your book? Yeah, that's what happened. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed because I sure did. Enjoy your day/evening Sunshine's! ☀️☀️
P.P.S <is that even correct?) Do you like the new cover or nah?
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