Who is he?

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Skylar's POV

I groaned when I heard my alarm clock go off. I grabbed a pillow and held it tightly over my ears.

"Wake up, Sky!" Mom shouted from behind my door.

"No." I mumbled tiredly and childishly.

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

We argued for a few more minutes until I won.

Kidding. Mother won. I never win.

I got up, got my clothes, got in the shower, washed my hair and body, got out, got dressed, added makeup, brushed my hair, looked in the mirror and smiled, got my black flats on, and went downstairs. I saw mom and-

"Where's dad?"

"Work." She muttered. I shrugged, got out a strawberry yogurt, ate it, grabbed my keys, said a 'Bye' to mom, and drove away to school.

As soon as I pulled up, there I saw my friends waiting for me. I grinned and grabbed my bag and hopped out.

"Hey!" Hailey squealed.

"Hey." I smiled.

As I was walking up the steps, I felt eyes watching me. I turned to see a guy. Hot guy.

I turned to Hailey and asked, "Who's he?" She looked over.

"I'm not sure exactly-I call dips though!" She squealed. I rolled my eyes. She squeals a lot.

"Fine." I mumbled.

I looked over and saw his face which had shock, lust, admiration, and love...? Nah.

I sat down in my seat in Honors English V. Yeah, I'm pretty smart. No need to brag...

I felt a presence next to me so I looked and saw that guy. He looked at me.

"Name?" He asked.

"What?" I blinked.

"Your name." He grunted.

"Skylar. You?" He grinned.

"Stefan." I nodded and kept my eyes on him admiring him.

"Good morning, class! Let's-OH! Stefan! Come and introduce yourself." Stefan stayed where he was. "I-If you want to." He smirked and shook his head.

Throughout the whole class I couldn't pay attention because of two things:

1. Him staring at me.

And 2. His hand on my leg.

I shifted in my seat. I don't know him and I'm letting him do these things to me! Plus Hailey wants him. Ugh. Damn.

The bell rang and I grabbed my things and bolted out the door. I ran to the bathroom and leaned against the wall with my eyes shut.

He's hot!

He's not mine...

He has great hair!

He's not mine...

He has good muscles!

He's not min-

"SHUT UP!" I screamed. I heard a throat being cleared and I opened my eyes to see the female janitor. "Whoops. I am so sorry." I then grabbed my bag and left.

Who is he?
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