#9
I kept my head hung low, hoddie over my head and stared down at my fingers in the back of the classroom. I shook my leg, wanting class to be over already, until my head snapped to the front of the classroom as the door opened.
"You must be the new student" My eyes gazed at him, looking at him up and down. He smiled at the teacher, nodding. "And what's your name?" Mr. Anderson asked. "Justin." My heart warmed up a bit hearing him talk. Justin. She smiled at him, "Well alright, let's see uh..." I sighed, putting my head back down. "You'll sit next to (Y/N)." I felt my eyes come out of it's sockets. Ms. Peterson pointed at me as he made his way to the back of the classroom to sit next to me.
I sat up, but still looking down as I started playing with my fingers. He plopped into the seat next to me, his eyes never leaving me.
"Hey..." He whispered over to me. He leaned over to me, his arm resting on my desk, trying to look at my face and get eye contact. I did not even dare to pick my head up. I sighed and continued to play with my fingers. He sat back up in his seat but not once did he take his eyes off of me.
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Justin's POV
It was lunch time.
I sat with some friends I made in my other classes. I smiled and laughed as they told me jokes and I felt very welcome to the school already. Until something, someone caught my eye.
The girl from Trigonometry class today. I watched her as she hurried to the lunch line. I wanted to know her, I don't know why, but there was just something about her.
I looked at Ryan and Chaz.
"Who's that girl?" I pointed to the mystery girl. Ryan sighed. Chaz smiled dropped. "What is it?..." I was getting concerned now.
"That girl's name is (Y/N)... She has been through a lot." He gulped.
"Like what?" I was curious. Chaz spoke up,
"When we were all in freshman year, believe it or not she was the popular girl. Good grades, decent girl who always had a huge smile on her face and her boyfriend, Mason at her side. They were together for 3 years. Then... he died last year in the middle of Junior year. It was late at night he was walking home and out of no where, a car just came. He was on the phone with (Y/N) when it happened and they were arguing because he wasn't picking up her phone calls."
I was completely speechless, then Ryan spoke up.
"They found out where he was coming from. See that girl over there?" He pointed to a blonde girl that was crowded with a whole bunch of girls and guys around her. Seemed kind of like a bitch to me. I nodded. "Well, turns out, (Y/N)'s boyfriend was cheating on her with that girl, Priscella. He was coming from her house that night. No one ever suspected any of that. They said it was because (Y/N) didn't want to have sex with him yet and he couldn't handle it anymore and he ended up cheating on her for a year out of those 3 years they were together. Now, (Y/N) avoids any contact with any type of boys. She's just... really scared."
I wish her boyfriend were still alive so I can beat the shit out of him. Who fucking does that? For some reason, I got mad, really mad. My fist curled up into a ball. Ryan looked at me, one eyebrow raised.
"You okay man?..." I sighed, my anger flushing out of me. I barely knew (Y/N), why am I getting so defensive over her? "It's just-... That's crazy..." They both nodded. I caught a glimpse of (Y/N) walking off the lunch line, holding the tray tightly to her. She was passing by Michelle's table when I caught Michelle sticking her leg out, making (Y/N) trip over it, her food and her falling to the ground.
