Anna was about to turn around when she felt an arm wrapping around her shoulders. Looking up, she met the blue eyes of a stranger. Tall and handsome, she immediately noticed. His hair was a beautiful mess on his head. Eyes so beautiful like the blue endless sky and his smirk so cheeky.
She was snapped out of her thoughts when his deep voice spoke. "Who is this lovely young lady?" the smirking stranger asked, checking her out.
Before she could tell him to get off her and get lost, she was interrupted when he was suddenly pulled away from her.
"Don't fücking touch her, Jake," warned Ben.
Jake raised his hands in mock surrender. "Relax, Bro, is she yours?"
"She's my cousin. So stay away."
"I'm not going to hurt her. I'm just trying to make friends."
"Bullshït."
"Hey! You know I'm not that kind of guy, Ben!"
Ben snorted. "Whatever makes you sleep at night."
"Benjamin Kingsley!" a female voice yelled across the atmosphere, interrupting their conversation.
Hearing his full name which he loathed because it sounded old, Ben groaned and turned around, facing a tall blonde girl who quickly slapped him on the face. The sting of her hand drew a red mark upon his cheek.
"Fück!"
"Don't curse on my face, you selfish ässhole!"
Ben scowled. "Nathalie, if this is about last night--"
"No, you left me, Ben. During the night, I was actually expecting you to be there but you left."
"Look, slow down. It's not like we're in a relationshi--"
"Oh, God. I hate you! You--You prick!"
For the last time, her hand met his cheek once again. Tears ran down the girl's face as she ran away. Ben could only watch her go and still not feel anything. Not even a feeling of sympathy.
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You know, that is very rude."
Ben glared at Jake and earned the sound of his chuckle. "Fück off, Anderson," Ben hissed.
A group of girls walked their way and noticed the pink mark of hand on Ben's face. The girls laughed quietly as well as Jake.
"What the hell?" asked Ben, confused. Since he was famous around School, not to mention he was a member of the football team, he got reputation to protect. Especially, when it came to girls.
"Ben, you've got mark on your face," explained Anna, gesturing to his face which looked actually funny. Ben had a cute face but with a red mark added, he looked like a blushing kid who had just gotten his first sexual pleasure.
Ben cursed to himself and hurried away, giving a look to Anna as if saying, 'Gotta go to the bathroom so don't mess around.'
When Anna was left alone with Jake, Jake smiled to himself and brought his arm back around Anna's shoulder. "So what's your name, pretty girl?"
Anna tried to pull away but he kept his arm glued to her shoulder.
She sighed. "Anna. Anna McQueen."
"Hmm..I like your name."
"It's mainstream," she muttered, completely disagreeing how likable her name is.
"Mainstream?" he asked. "Simplicity is not mainstream, Sweetheart. It's beauty."
She tried to take off his heavy shoulder but he pulled her closer and smirked. They both looked at each other as to what seemed like forever, Anna glaring and Jake smirking.
