Romeo, Romeo. Where for art tho' Romeo?

What does that even mean?

I might actually learn Shakespeare if Mr Berry was in. I sink lower into my chair as the words of the substitute teacher drains the life out of me. I just want this lesson to be over and done with. And to think I was actually looking forward to English Literature.

I gaze at everyone in the classroom, wondering if they are just as bored as I am. I spot Lara at the back and she is busy texting on her cell phone, like she does in every lesson but always manages to ace her end of year exams. Lucky little bitch, if I ever tried that then I wouldn't even get an F! Probably a U for 'Ungradable'

I turn to the back of my English Literature book and start sketching random shapes and lines according to the how my imagination is working. I feel so free by doing this. I curve my pen this way and that. I push away from the book and look down at it to acknowledge what I have just drawn.

Appears to be a squiggly line with arrows and all kinds of shapes surrounding it. It looks quite artistic actually, I deserve a cookie for my wonderful piece of artwork. I start to lightly scoff to myself. "Miss Pierce, care to share what you find so amusing?" Ms Greene sarcastically questions me as she slams the Romeo and Juliet novel down on the desk, places her hands on her hips and taps her foot impatiently.

The whole class turns to face me and I can feel myself start to burn. My mouth remains closed, hoping that would make her continue with reading the rest of the novel but she refuses to give in and glares at me from beneath her red cat eye glasses. The sound of the clock ticking rings in my ears and suddenly the school bells rings. Yes saved by the bell! Literally.

"See I would love to tell you Ms but..." I start, then get up from my chair, collect all my books and stuff it into my bag. "Unfortunately I don't want to be late for my next class," I respond with a fake smile plastered on my face. And with that, I exit the classroom and wait outside for Lara to join me.

"Sasha, my badass chick!" Lara cheerfully exclaims when she leaves the classroom along with other students. I laugh at her remark because I feel like a boss now.

"Well I'm not feeling myself today," I truthfully explain.

"Ha! I'll say! If I didn't know any better, I would think there was a...boy...involved," she suspiciously states pausing her movement and giving me a look of suspicion. She pouts out both her lips like a duck then raises her perfectly drawn eyebrow at me.

"What? No! Well there is but not in the way that you're thinking!" I yell as we walk down the long staircase packed with so many sweaty people and rarely any "fragranced" ones.

"Ah ha! I knew it! So come on, spill! Who's the lucky guy?" she screams as she softly pushes me against the wall with the tips of her long acrylic nails.

"Well it's nothing like that! It's just this boy really pissed me off this morning and I have a feeling that he might be planning something devilish on me," I truthfully explain to her as I lean against the cold wall.

"Who? I'll kill him with my bare hands if I have to!" she yells as she clenches her fists then does a few punching motions to my face but only missing me by a few inches. I quickly grab a hold of her hands and slowly place it back down to her sides.

"That really won't be necessary Lara. And plus the boy, believe it or not is actually-"

"Oh shoot! I just remembered! If I'm late for my Chemistry class with my essay then Mr Darney would be more than hell'a pissed at me! Catch you later babe! Bye!" she announces while grabbing onto my shoulders and madly shaking me like I was about to pass out or something.

I watch as she speeds past everyone and swings her big bag all over the place, hitting people's faces and gliding off the walls and knocking down pictures that hung from the walls. Yep! That's my friend for you, the gorgeous, weird control freak.

I brush myself down a bit then start making my way down to my next lesson. In a way, I'm glad I never had to mention Kyle's name because those two have a lot of history together, and me mentioning his name would just make a switch go off in her head.

When I eventually reach the sports hall then make my way to the changing rooms, I spot all the girls are already changed and listening to Ms Hitley's lecture on what we would be doing in PE today. Oh great! Now I have to change in front of everyone.

I slowly creep into the changing rooms, sneak behind Ms Hitley and find my locker with all the clothes I have to get changed into. I carefully open the locker trying not to make no noise, pull out my trainers, shorts and top then carefully shut the locker again.

Phew that was stressful.

"And why are you late for my lesson Miss Pierce?" Ms Hitley snaps at me while my back is still faced towards her. I freeze, grit my teeth tightly together, deeply inhale followed by a quick exhale then I slowly turn to face her with a big cheesy innocent grin on my face.

"I thought I had Biology Ms. Sorry," I murmur.

"How long have you been at this school and you still don't know what lessons you have according to what period it is?" She yells as her freckled face radiating a hot fuming scarlet color as she places her muscular hands on her hips.

"Well..erm..now that you've mentioned it-" I stumble.

"It was a rhetorical question! Now get changed Pierce!"

I do as I am told and get changed! As I'm getting changed I can hear all the girls whispering, murmuring and laughing at me under their breathes. It's because I don't like to show my body whenever I get changed and this made them come to the conclusion that I am a lonely freaked out little virgin!

Wow! How low can these bitches stoop? Yeah, so what if I'm self-conscience about my body. Everybody has their insecurities and flaws and mine just so happens to be the thing that relates to having sexual relationships with a boy!

As soon as I finish getting dressed, we all rush out to the field where we will be playing our netball game. Oh great! The cheerleaders and jocks are here as well. This should be interesting, I don't get along with either of them cliques because they're all fake as fuck!

We start to warm up by jogging up and down the vertical length of the field on one side. The side closer to the cheerleaders and further away from the jocks. I spot Kyle practising with the other guys and he spots me too. I quickly look away and carry on with the never-ending stretches. In the corner of my eye, even from a long fricking distance I can feel his dark gray vindictive eyes observing me closely like I'm his new experiment.

Oh shoot he's coming over here, what should I do? I turn my head away and pray that he never saw me. He runs straight past me and towards the cheerleaders. Specifically Lexi. Her gorgeous brunette-blondish kind of hair blows in the wind and her chest looks bigger than ever now that Kyle has approached her.

Yeah, "they've broken up" my back foot!

I roll my eyes and carry on with the warm up! Every now and then I give them small glances just to see if he's looking at me and he is. His blazing eyes penetrate through me and he starts to give me...butterflies? I'm feeling so weird inside, never felt like this before. I shake the thoughts out of my head and carry on stretching my arms.

I turn to look one more time and this time, Kyle grabs onto Lexi's hair, strains her neck back and starts attacking her lips and a whole load of tongue action. I screw my eyebrows in disgust then notice how Kyle's eyes are focused on me rather than Lexi through out the whole time.

Yuck! I really don't wanna see your tongue jabbing down her throat like a machete knife.

"Miss Pierce, what is wrong with you today?" Ms Hitley angrily asks me. I quickly snap my head back in her direction and stumble to give her an explanation.

"I w-was..um...just..." I stutter.

"You wasn't doing anything! Seems like you've found yourself a little interest for something else. Care to share?" she loudly orders. So loud that everyone in the field stops what they are doing and all turn to face me. This is utter embarrassment! I can't say I was literally staring at Kyle and Lexi and I really can't think of a good lie. Silence is the best option now.

"That's what I thought! Now because of that, you can lead the next warm up!"

Oh great! Today is definitely not my day. First my Mom goes AWOL again, then I have a mini duel with the school's ultimate hotty Kyle, then Mr Berry decides not turn up to school today so I had no one to gaze at in English, I arrive late for my PE class and now I've been humiliated in front of every cool kid in the school! Including both Kyle and Lexi.

I quickly turn back to Kyle and I realize that he's let go of Lexi and instead he's standing proud with a huge smirk on his face while holding his forefinger upwards and slowly moving it from side to side. I narrow my eyes at him which makes him laugh, flashing his perfect white pearls at me.

How can he be so gorgeous but so arrogant at the same time? He takes pleasure from my humiliation? Wouldn't exactly call him a sadist, but something along those lines.

"Sasha! What are you waiting for Christmas?" Ms Hitley yells behind me.

"Huh?" I confusingly ask.

"Get over here and start the warm up before I give you an hour after school!"

I shoot my eyes back at Kyle and he is literally laughing like there is no tomorrow. That sneaky son of a bitch knew exactly what he was doing. I sluggishly drag myself to the front of the class and start the warm up.

***

That PE lesson has literally left me boneless. It was like a military camp back there, I don't know if I'll be able to survive another PE lesson ever again. Of course I'm the last one to get changed, eventually. Lara would probably be wondering where I've got to.

I rush out of the changing room and hurry down the stairs, I decide to go the short cut because I really can't be bothered to use up any more of my energy. I open the back doors, sneak behind the classrooms and there's a path which leads directly into the janitor's closet. Singing the Mission Impossible theme tune as I do it.

Yes I sometimes worry about myself too.

"I could be a secret agent ninja," I happily sing to myself as I exit the janitor's room and come face to face with the school walls! Oh that was like a moment in Narnia! I push a strand of hair behind my ear and then look around the deserted corridors.

Wow, where is everyone?

I start to slowly make my way towards the canteen when suddenly I feel a hand go over my mouth and an arm scoop me around my stomach. I let out a muffled scream as my feet are lifted off the ground and I'm carried away. My heartbeat increases in speed and my legs don't stop kicking while they're in the air.

Finally I'm dropped down and I turn to face my attacker.

Him?

"You!" I yell in disgust.

"Did I scare you?" he chuckles amusingly.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Relax I just wanted to say hello!"

"Kyle, you're sick!"

I try to barge past him but he takes a hold of my wrist and stops me from going any further.

"What? Are you mad at me because I got you in trouble today, baby girl?" he sweetly says pouting his bottom lip a little then stretches it to a smirk.

His face is now inches away from mine and he's gray wolf eyes are just making me feel so...feel so...

"I'm not you're baby," I hiss then shake his hand off my wrist and continue to walk away.

I feel his hard hand pull my shoulder back then he pushes me aggressively against the wall and moves his body closer to mine. I can feel my own heartbeat about to burst from under my top. He places his hands on the wall on either side of my face and hovers over me.

"Sh. Do you hear that?" he whispers coming closer to my face. I crease my brows and actually try to hear for what he's hearing. He cracks a smirk and presses his tongue between his teeth."I can hear the sound of your heartbeat racing."

"So you're point is?" I gulp shyly trying not to make eye contact with him.

"My point is that either your heartbeat is racing because I can smell fear all over you. Or point two, I have that kind of...edgy affect on you," he huskily says to me as his breathe lines my jaw and down to my neck. My stomach turns and the butterflies invade.

"I don't know what you're talking about Kyle," I softly moan.

He lifts up my face then gives me a smirk. Oh he's so good at that look. Now I know why all these girls fall for him. But I'm not that stupid.

"See I already got you moaning my name," he moans down my ear then tries to swiftly move his hand slowly up my vest while the other plays with a strand of my hair.

Okay...so how the heck did I get here?

I push his hard chest off mine and attempt to weave around him but he forcefully shoves me back on the smooth cold wall. Ouch.

"Come on...just show me how flexible you can be. Like how you was in your gym lesson. Not going to lie, those leg exercises of yours really got me going," he murmurs down my neck.

I struggle even more now to escape his sexual tempting aura but he's too strong physically, mentally and sexually. I raise my hand to slap him but his reflexes are too quick. He stops my hand in mid-air and slowly shakes his head in disagreement. Oh, I've gone and done it now, haven't I?

"Now that wasn't a very smart thing to do, was it Sasha?" he sharply whispers.

I glare at him to show that I'm intimidated one bit...but inside I'm more than frightened. He looks so scary and the fire in his eyes say it all. He drops my hand by my side and gestures for me to leave. I quickly shuffle away from the wall and start running away from him.

"I felt a real spark between us Sasha!" he chuckles while I continue running, not wanting to even look back to see he's gorgeous ignorant face. My feet refuse to stop running even though I feel to just collapse.

"You can run but you can't hide!" What is his problem? He's a creep! "You're mine, baby girl! ...All mine!"