Let's Pretend We Never Happened

Chapter10/I like trouble

*Tess' POV*

The hot water meets my skin which loosens my strained muscles thus making me feel relaxed. These days have been my worst nightmare.

I fish out my dorm keys from the pocket of my ripped jeans and unlock my door.

Ashton as usual is soundly sleeping and with no shirt on, which is very distracting. I mean with such an attractive body who wouldn't get distracted ? I don't know why but I stare at him for one good whole minute and then I hear my phone buzzing from the bed side table.

A text from an unknown number appears on my screen and I check it.

*Plan is on for tomorrow, be ready by seven* It reads and I know who it is.

*Okay you're sure ?* I ask him.
He cancelled the plan for yesterday because he had got some urgent work.

But I mean urgent work,What is he ? Obama ?

*Yep I'm sure Tess* he replies, not taking more than a second.

*okay by the way where did you get my number from?* I ask him as I don't remember giving him my number.

*I have my ways;)* he replies and I can picture him smirking.

*okay* I type quickly and keep my phone back in my pocket.

Damn it. I check the time and I realise my Chemistry class has probably started.

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I reach the hall where my Chemistry class is taking place and it's already filled with students. The strong odour of chemicals fills my nostrils and I mentally slap myself when I walk inside as all eyes turn to me. I don't like being the centre of attention, it bothers me and makes me feel uncomfortable.

This professor doesn't say anything to me, instead waits for me to settle down. Ahh. Thank god. I wouldn't have liked it if he would have embarrassed me in front of the whole class.

"Isaac" I say and sit next to him, placing my planner and books on the desk.

"Hi we meet again. Tess right?" He asks showing me his white teeth.

"Good memory." I compliment him and he smiles like kids would on Christmas when they got their presents.

He is such a nice little kid. I really like his blonde hair it goes very well with his complexion. I called him a kid because he's as tall as I am. Correction as short as I am.

The class goes on and teacher noticing my lack of attention hurdles me with a question every now and then but since I just couldn't pay attention about whatever happened yesterday, I made a fool out myself in front of the entire class.

When the bell rings and we are dismissed I walk out but I hear loud footsteps pacing around.
"By the way there's a party day after tomorrow, the same place where it was last time. Wanna tag along?" Isaac casually asks appearing before me.

"Haha nope. They don't treat me right." I deny his offer and he wipes his imaginary tears.

"Hey, come on who cares?! And if you get bored we can always ditch" he says with a sense of seriousness in his tone.