ingo!

A smirk lifted the corner of my lips and my eyes widened a bit in merriment as my name was announced, making my heart drop a beat.

Hmm... so it's Dixie Larissa Clarkson. Exquisite name indeed.

"No way!" An almost penetrating voice said beside me and a hand slipped into mine in a tight grip.

"Ms. Jennifer Lawrence, do you need an appointment with the Principle?" Mrs. White's voice spoke in full stern and disapprobation creased her forehead.

"But I-"

"Out of my class, now!" She reverberated as her index finger pointed at the door.

"But..."

"OUT, I said!" Her eyes were now glaring through the specs on her nose, at the figure next to me.

Silent steps and the head bowed down, Ms. Queen bee walked towards the door and stepped out.

The sigh through Mrs. Savannah's lips echoed around the subdued class after which she continued.

"Okay Kids, you all now know who you're partnered with and it's time to end the class. Make sure this activity is taken in all conscience amongst you all and do keep in mind the zero hour. Until then, have a nice day!" She gathered her belongings on the table and pulled the purse strap onto her shoulder right when the bell went off.

"Dude, won't this be fun?" Jonathan's voice said as I stood up from my seat and turned around to see him with an arm on 'huffing' Alexander Mar's shoulder.

"Fun?" I simply rolled my eyes at him and pulled the strap of my bag on my shoulder, as he patted on my shoulder and exchanged a high-five with already approached Ethan Rogers.

"Yes Blake, fun. You know a hot shot Captain without his girl is just... like a sharp blade on every girl's heart. And not to mention when he's-"

"Excuse me" a soft feminine voice halted Ethan right on his tracks and made us all turn our heads towards the source.

Stood right behind me, was an almost 5'4" tall girl with blonde hair those were as about as natural as Gregor's British accent - both strained credibility. A shy look on her pale face and her blue eyes stood out with minimal makeup on her face.

"Wow!" A soft whisper escaped through Jonathan's lips followed by a rowdy cough.

Hold your heart there, buddy.

"I... uh... Jennifer-" the beauty started to speak but was cut off by a much stronger but feminine voice.

"Jonathan Black?"

My eyes suddenly caught the sight of the approaching figure behind her. On its own accord, my heart made a sudden leap and crashed into the ribcage before falling onto the chest floor, rubbing onto the lump on its head and cursing me.

She was the kind of girl that, I'm sure, women would love to hate. She had that movie star look, not overly tall and willowy, but more like an action star. Her muscle definition was perfect and the way her legs played with the floor was full of confidence. She wasn't just flawless in her bone structure, her skin was like silk over glass, the way her long lashes framed her eyes when she captured a target turning them into stone and the way her full lips would curl into a mischievous grin like the way they were doing now. It was inevitable and certain that once you looked at her, you couldn't look away. She was succubus, beautiful and dangerous.

She's definitely a hot mess of gorgeous chaos...

"That would be me, beautiful" Jonathan's flirty voice spoke as he stepped up with a smirk playing on his lips. Ethan, Alexander and Anders whistled and shared a few high-fives.

"Hold the horses! Aren't you the one-" Jonathan's inquiry was cut short as soon as Larissa's eyes turned from glaring to harsh slights.

Lord, bless their souls...

The temperature of the atmosphere suddenly dropped and deadly silence fell around us.

The blonde slowly bit her lip and caught the wrist of the gorgeous brunette next to her who seemed ready to strike.

"They... He didn't mean that. He's just... he's just nuts in the head" I forced my surprisingly frozen tongue to perform those words and soon got the eyes on me. I swiftly, after gathering enough of confidence, glanced from blonde to brunette and back again.

"I'm sorry... sorry on his behalf. You must be Jessica James, his pro... project partner?" I turned my attention towards the blonde, who softly nodded with a smile on her face.

"I assure you he isn't that bad... at doing the projects with a partner, I mean" I gulped in, as my eyes got locked into the staring green ones.

Whether it was a mistake or was it just an illusion, that I saw the twitch on the lips of the gorgeous face. My heart fluttered on the sight.

One step forward and hundreds more to go...

"By the way, I'm... I'm Dwight Johnson" I extended my hand towards her, with a light smile on my face and eyes solely fixed on her green ones. It was in a snap of moment, that I noticed her eyes changing to a much darker green. As if she was unsure, as if she wanted to see into my soul.

"Dixie Clarkson" she softly said before she took her hand out of her jeans pocket and shook mine in a quick.

To my surprise, her hands were as rough as any worker in the docks, callused and scarred. Whoever she was she was no princess, or at least she'd never been afforded the opportunity to be one.

Again, a sudden surge of anticipation ran through my nerves as the thoughts ran through my mind. Force stopping a smirk of excitement from playing on my lips.

I don't know why this is happening, but I'm quite sure there's something about this story I'm soon to find out...

Before that one of us could utter another word, the bell to recess rang.

"Jess, we need to hurry up" Dixie's voice said before she turned, grabbing her bag from the chair.

"Uh... Umm... Dixie, for the project-"

"-In library, in the sixth period" she completed in a bit rigid tone, as her back was facing me the entire time.

"Oh, okay" I softly mumbled in reply.

Even though her voice was crude, but there was this little leap of excitement my heart took as her words got registered by my mind causing a small smile to play on my lips.

"Now, come on Jess" she said again as she began her pace towards the door.

The blonde nodded and followed her in tow towards the door. But before she could leave, she turned and swapped her eyes towards the stoned Jonathan.

"Umm, gym... in free period?"

"Yeah... yea-... yeah... okay" he muttered nurvously, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck.

Wow! Jonathan is nervous?! Never saw this in million years...

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