A Freshman and A Senior...Love?

A Freashman and A Senior...Love? Chapter 5

I slowly turned around and faced a wet body.

A wet hot six pack body.

I blinked a few times and looked up.

Thankfully it wasn't The Jerk but it was a guy equally hot.

He had beautiful hazel eyes and light brown skin. He had a slight beard coming in and had an earring in his left ear. I also spotted a tattoo on his arm; it was a pattern that went around his muscular arm.

"Hello?" he asked waving his hand in my face.

I blinked. "Sorry, I'm...um...bye" I said jumping up grabbing my stuff.

I ran out of the locker room and went straight into the girls' bathroom.

I pressed my back against the wall and I tried to catch my breath.

That was a close one.

I walked into one of the stalls and got ready for phase three.

I put on a short skirt and a tank top.

This isn't what I would usually wear, but, it's all apart of the plan.

I walked out of the stall and put on my make up and fixed my hair.

Before I left and looked in the mirror.

I looked like one of the girls that The Jerk kisses everyday.

Good I thought to myself.

I checked my cell phone for the time. Seven sixteen.

I walked to my locker and got ready for my classes.

"Hello again" I heard a familiar voice say.

I turned around to see the guy from the locker room.

My eyes grew wide and I licked my lips nervously. "Hi"

He smiled warmly at me. "I'm Travis" he said.

"Alexandra...or Alex" I stuttered.

"Nice to meet you Alex. Do you want to tell me why you were in the boys' locker room?" he asked.

"I got lost?" I tried.

"Yeah, I'm not so sure about that. Let's take a walk" he said putting his hands in his pockets.

I sighed. I knew I wasn't going to win so I closed my locker and walked with him.

"So, are you going to tell me?" he tried again.

"It's a long story" I said

"We have about an hour" he said smiling at me.

I told Travis the whole story. I told him about all the crap The Jerk has done to me the past two weeks. I told me about my plan, which explains why I was in the boys' locker room.

He nodded his head understandingly. "So, you were stalking him to get back at him?"

"Not stalking I was observing him. You have to know you enemy before you attack,"

"Who is the guy anyway?" he asked.

"I don't know his name, but his last name is Johnson,"

Travis thought for a moment. "Is he the caption of the basketball team?" he asked.

"Yeah, you know him?"

He nodded his head. "His name is Finn- wait, you must be the little freshman he can's stand"

"He talks about me?"

"Yeah, all the time,"

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Why?"