malaya;

listened to music, leaning against Maya's car outside of the mall. She scampered off in there, I telling her that I'd rather sit out here in the heat then watch her squeal over hot pink pumps. "Hey, Mal." my hand shot to my heart in surprise when me ear buds were pulled out.

Looking over, Troy stood there. I then remembered the last incident that happened. "Oh, um....hey." I fake smiled, pushing my hair back.

"What are you doing out here?" he asked, leaning against the car, strong cologne filling my nostrils. Smell does not affect the outside.

"Listening to music." Duh, Captain Dumbass. "Oh, I thought you were modeling." his smirk sent chills down my spine. Not the good kind either.

"Oh." I shook my head, wishing that he'd go away.

"You're so hot." he brushed his hand down my hip. I slapped it away, scowling at his attempt of being flirtatious.

"Please don't touch me, like...anywhere." I backed away.

"Oh, um...sorry. Can I ask you something?" he looked up at me with pitiful eyes. "Sure." I muttered.

"I was wondering if you would like to hang out with me for a bit until Hayes gets here?" he winked, causing my cheeks to reddin. I didn't even like that he done that. Stupid blushing.

"Uh, lemme go ask my sister first." I pointed towards the mall. My plan was to never come near him again.

His lips turned up into a smirk, "What, lil' ma has to ask for permission?"

My face became red at his underestimate of me, "No, get the fuck out." I glared his way till he was out of sight. Putting my buds back in, I muttered under my breath about how arrogant and vacuous boys are.

I almost screamed in annoyance when my ear buds were pulled out once again. "Yes?" I turned, meeting blue eyes.

"Someone's hasty." Rolling my eyes, I tried opening the Hayes slammed it shut, squeezing in between me and the car, buttterflies beginning to flutter.

"Are you trying to ignore me?" he asked. Shrugging, I made my way over to the other side, glaring at the door when I realized only the drivers side was unlocked.

"Mal." he whined.

I took in some air, raking my fingers through my hair. "Ask your girlfriend, she knows plenty." I spat. He looked tooken back, his blue eyes darkening. Something he done when he was nervous or mad.

"What did she do?" he asked, all sympathy.

"Not s'posed to tell." I mumbled, shoving my phone in my back pocket.

"Well if you don't tell me, don't bother with the whole 'best friend' thing anymore even though I'm trying to talk to you." he tested me, making my face red from iritation at what he was trying to do.

"Already stopped bothering two weeks ago." I shot back. He rolled his eyes before starting to walk away.

"Hayes!" I shouted, watching him walk into the mall, head down and hands in pockets. I hope I didn't just ruin this.