Chapter 5

“Are you okay?” The sentence resounded in my ears, and I opened my eyes.

Although my vision was blurred, I could catch a glimpse of the hooded person in front of me. 

“Thank you.” I stood straight, and quickly wiped off the tears on my face. My hands went down as I quickly gathered the books from the floor. 

“I’m sorry about hitting you.” His voice floated to me. It was unlike the usual harshness I was used to, so I looked up.

A pair of blue eyes lined with silver, gazed back at me and for a second, I couldn't catch my breath.

“No… it was my fault, I should have watched where I was going.” I stumbled over my words and straightened up.

Before he could ask another question, the laughter from inside the class room hit me and I turned to where I was going.

I didn't want to hear any more of it, and I couldn't believe Leon would sit and watch me get humiliated like that.

Or maybe, I did believe it, I just hadn't come to terms with it.

That the one person I had trusted and relied on would be the same person who would break my trust.

I cleaned my eyes and walked to the basketball court.

It would be empty now, and it was the perfect place to clear my mind, and then maybe write a few chapters of my novel.

It was when I searched my back, that I realised my novel had fallen out.

There was no sight of him and my eyes went to a certain blue eyed boy.

“I don't even know who he is?” I grumbled, and let out a sigh.

This was the first time I had seen someone like that.

Why was today looking like a very terrible day?

Tears pulled up in my eyes again. It wasn't because of Kenna or those pictures.

The person who hurt me the most was Leon Caster. He was my childhood friend and we promised to stick together.

"I hate you, Leon," I whispered, my voice cracking. "I really hate you.” Wiping my tears, I heard the sound of the doors opening.

It was probably another student but I didn't care. The least thing I wanted was to get involved in another person's business.

"I believe this belongs to you.”

I froze, there was no way I'd miss the way that voice sounded even if I had only just heard it once.

My eyes went up, and standing in front of me was the same guy, with his blonde hair, as his silvery blue eyes stared intensely at me.

My eyes went down to his hand, to notice the book.

"You found it.” I muttered.

He nodded, before stepping closer, “It fell when you bumped into me.” 

From my perspective, it looked like he wasn't sure if to invade my space at that moment.

"I wasn't sure where to find you. I checked the library first.” His voice came out, and I realised it was something that was truly pleasing to hear.

“It's okay. Thank you for bringing it, I thought I lost it.” I said with a small smile, before taking the work from his hand.

“I'm glad I got it here just in time.” He smiled back at me, and it was the warmest thing I had seen, “You wrote it right?”

I nodded hesitantly, when I usually told people this, they would laugh at me so I didn't exactly know what to expect.

“It must be really good if you have poured your passion into it.”

I felt my chest loosen and a burden left me. “I didn't catch your name please.”

“Jaxton.” He said with a small smile, “Can I sit please? I would love to hear about your book.”

I was about to answer when the doors swung open with a loud bang.

“Baby, I told you no one would be here.” Kenna purred, linking her arms with Leon, as she pressed her body to him.

Almost immediately, Leon's eyes locked onto me and a deep sense of fear filled me.

I turned to Jaxton, and his eyes were on them.

It was going to happen again. The one thing I had always been worried about.

Three weeks ago, Ethan was a new transfer student, and he had shared his notes with me for a week.

As soon as Leon saw this, Ethan had been the target of his anger.

His teammates had made life miserable for the poor boy. They tore his homework, shoved him into lockers, and beat him up in the bathroom.

The following week, Ethan transferred to another school.

Since then, no one had cared to come close to him.

“Jaxton,” I exhaled, “You have to leave. They don't want you with me please.”

Jaxton turned to me, staring at me for a long second, “What they want is not a concern. I choose to stay and I will.”

He said, and I bit my lips even harder. 

Before I knew it, Leon was in front of us.

“You have a weird taste, new boy. Take one look at her. Does she look like someone you'd want standing beside you?” He said, letting out a chuckle.

Kenna also smiled, but her eyes were focused on Jaxton as she eyed him like a piece of candy.

Leon scoffed, his eyes narrowed on to the boy. There was a strange expression on his face but I couldn't point it out.

“But unless you're dying to become the next joke, or my future punching bag, you can do what you want.” He smirked.

I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palm.

He always did this, and this time I was too tired to speak.

I felt a shift besides me, it was Jaxton rising to his feet.

It was expected and I had no hard feelings, it was for his own saf

ety.

Then something I didn't expect happened, Jaxton took my hands, pulling me to my feet.

“Alyson, let's leave.”