When a Player Meets a Player

Chapter 10

"You're famous, congratulations" Eddie said, walking past me and staring at me with an expression I didn't recognize.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he turned to face me and stopped walking

"At least when I play people, I don't make them self-harm"

"I didn't make him do anything! I told him from the start that I wasn't looking for a relationship!"

"But you still led him on" he tutted at me.

"I warned him"

At this moment, I could have killed Eddie. I could have thrown something at him, rubbed food on his face, anything just to get him off my case. I mean, why did he care? He didn't want to date me because of my personality or anything. He wanted me so he could show me off to his friends about his 'hot new girlfriend'. Why did that bother me though? Why did I care enough to stand here and talk to him? Normally, I'd just walk off but why was I still arguing with him?

"So you don't think it's playing if you warned him?"

"I'm not responsible"

"So if I warned you that I was going to do this" he ran a finger over my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps "I'm not responsible for you shivering?"

"T-That's different. Your hands are cold." What the fuck was wrong with me? I never stutter!

He walked forward, extremely close to me. Too close to me in fact.

"Your heart is cold" he whispered in my ear, sending more shiveres down my spine

Damn him!

He turned swiftly and walked down the corridor.

"Man-whore!"

He stopped, turned around and smirked

"Slut"

"What?"

"You heard me, blondie." I smiled my sweetest smile and walked up to him as seductively as I could. For a moment he looked confused but then his expression went blank again.

I reached out my hand like I was about to stoke the side of his face and..

THUMP!

I didn't bitch slap his face like people would expect me to, I gave him a very lovely soccer punch to the face.

His head jolted to the side as my fist connected with the side of his face.

"Miss. Williams, Mr. Lawson" said a black haired woman who must have been in her late 50's. "Detention. Now"

"But, she slapped me!" He wined.

So mature.

"He called me a slut!"

"Enough! Detention, both of you!"

"Do you really want to do that? I mean, my mother-" I started

"Your mother is a good friend of mine. I know her like the back of my hand when it comes to students, Miss. Williams. Now both of you. Off you go!" She walked down the corridor.

"Bitch" Eddie muttered to me

"Dickhead" I replied and it went like that till we reached the detention room.

"What the..?" Eddie said, peering inside

"What?"

"It's empty"

"So?"

"So" He started "That means I'll have to sit in a room with you and no-one else to keep me" He thought about it and smirked "Occupied".