Who's player number one?

~~Chapter 2~~

'It's okay clumsy, I think I may have to get use to your apologies' he chucked a low raspy sound escaping his lips. His tone seeming less aggravated than the previous night.

'I just wasn't expecting anyone to be here...' I trailed off.

'Well there was, now are you going to sit down or leave so I can enjoy my lunch in peace'

My mind took its time to process his suggestion. I mean it is my tree after all, why should I be the one to leave?

'Fine' I huffed, throwing myself on the ground in a slight strop.

'Good' he said, almost smiling to himself.

I watched as people started to fill the field, yet I remained constantly aware of the looming boy and his presence that was sat right next to me. That close I could almost feel his warm breath on my bare shoulder.

Another huge thing I was very aware of, is what was about to crash this already awkward situation...

As if on cue a loud clatter came from the left of me, both mine and Jaymes heads turning to see the commotion.

There stood, in all her glory, my goofball of a best friend. Mia Turner.

Her blond golden locks covering her face as she scrambles to pick up the remains of her lunch, half of which being on the person she'd bumped into.

Mia was one of those stunning, shy yet never sees it kinda girls. She's clumsy and always in some kind of a mess, but I love her to pieces. She's kind of been my rock throughout the past few years; the only one who understands me.

She gave out a huge sigh as she finally made it over to me.

'Why is it always me?' She cried, ' I always manage to make a fool of myself'

'That wasn't that bad' I chuckle, flashes of memories of her awkwardness racing into my mind.

'Shut up,' she rolled her eyes then stopped as they came into contact with the slouched boy chomping silently next to me.

'Umm... introductions?' She whispers rather loudly along with a nudge of her arm and a nod towards him.

I knew from the look in her eye what she was thinking. She presumes he's my flavour of the week.

I'm not a slut. I've never slept with anyone, not that it matters to the whole school. They all see me as the whore who breaks hearts and doesn't care.

None of it is true, I never intentionally try and hurt people. It just seems to happen a lot.

I wrongfully blame the numbness that's overcome me these past years. It blocks me from having any real feelings for anyone. I guess I hope one day someone will break that pattern, but no one ever does.

It's shameful, I know.

I snapped back into reality realising I'd left the question unanswered.

'Oh er yeah.' I stutter awkwardly then look up at Jaymes.

'I don't actually know his name' I lied, not wanting to let him know I was curious about him.

A small huff came from the blue eyed boy sat next to me and I turned to look at him out of confusion.

'What?' I asked

'Nothing. My names Jaymes, but you already knew that didn't you buttercup'

With that and a overly cocky wink, he gathered his things and walked off.

My face tinted pink, though I wasn't sure want caused it. The fact he saw through my lie, or the rather endearing name he'd called me.

A burst of giggle pulled me out of my embarrassment as I turned to face my now heaving best friend.

'That... was so... funny' she giggled small laughs filling the gaps between her words.

I rolled my eyes and focused on my lunch and not the blue eyed boy - correction - beast, that once again just surprised me.

This feels like a game, and one I fully intend to win.

I smiled an almost evil smirk as I stared down at my now intertwined hands, knowing full well this was not going to end well for one of us... and I sure as hell wasn't going to let that one be me.

Good luck, to the blue eyed beast.

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So here's chapter number two...

I think I may try to update more frequently and see how it goes?

Thank you to anyone who's supported me so far, even by taking a second to look at my book means the world.

Thank you my lovelys,
Bella J Moon🌓