Chilling encounters

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As Mr. waters drones on I feel fingers pull at the strands at the ends of my hair and even though it wasn't directly against my skin my whole body tingles so I quickly turn my head, my hair no doubt slapping him in the face with the uncut edges .
   I glare at him whispering "don't touch my hair" 

my reaction to his touch caught me completely off guard. Its never happened before highschool boys are not my thing.
He looks at me tilting his head to the side slowly ,leaning forward he smirks his full lips tilting up at one side and my eyes follow the movement tracing them with my scorching glare.
"I thought u took it down for my satisfaction"he says, his deep , raspy voice hitting me in the core.

"Trust me when I say you have it all wrong " I respond licking my lips in habit and watching his eyes narrow on the movement just as mines did when he smiled and the bell rings startling me
I stand up hurrying out of the classroom as I feel his eyes burn into the back of my head.
When lunch comes around I'm almost beyond aggravated with the way my hair keeps getting in my face. I get noticed a lot more when my hairs down it's harder to hide. I shove my books in my locker And grab my phone from my bag shoving it in my back pocket ,slamming my locker shut I bump into a hard chest looking up and there he is I look at him raising an eyebrow questioningly
"Do you need something" I ask blinking at him

He stares his eyes sliding slowly up and down my Curves and he takes something out of his pocket , moving behind me he gathers my hair up in his hand, my breathe quickens and my eyes shut as he's fingers slide through my scalp bringing my hair up into a high ponytail ,
He whispers "your welcome" in my ear causing tremors to rack my body and walks away.

I watch him walk away frozen And replaying my reaction to his hands on me once again , thinking of his fingers sliding through my brown strands and his harsh breath against the shell of my ear.
I walk into the lunch room on wobbly legs, spotting Vicky and the rest of the popular group knowing I won't be sitting with them.
I walk towards the table grabbing Vicky's bag taking out the sandwich I know she's bought just for me She's thoughtful like that and I've learn to accept it I buy her lunch whenever I can and she does the same.
"If it isn't Hancocer highs charity case"
I hear someone say easily recognizing the voice
Fucking Brian Prescott, His name just sounds snooty doesn't it , well it goes with his snooty ass personality
I look up glaring at the person speaking asking myself why I ever hooked up with such a filthy,degrading person.
"Oh Brian please stop talking your dick size is showing" I respond smiling evily
walking away back towards my secluded lunch table eating my sandwich i startle as someone pulls out a chair I don't even bother looking up.
"Brian go back to your table it's never going to happen again" I say in a forced bored tone knowing how pushy he gets if I don't decline him immediately.
"Wrong dick sweetheart" he responds in that same gravelly tone,
Fuck me is his voice always like this..
I look up at him wincing remembering what just came outta my mouth.
I quickly look down pulling my phone out not letting his beautiful but tragic looks wash over me i bite into my sandwich replaying his fingers running through my hair trying hard to ignoring him and his beautiful face.
He taps his nuckles against the table snatching my phone from me.
"I won't be ignored sweetheart" he says
"I'm not your fucking sweetheart" I say finally looking up scoffing a bit peeved he touched my things
"Oh she has a bit of fire in her" he murmurs to himself
"She has a name and it isn't sweetheart" I respond rudely
"What is it then sweetheart I'm not a mind reader" he says in a bored tone propping his chin in his hand his ice eyes tracing my face
"It's Callista use it please" I say grabbing my stuff and pushing my chair in I turn and walk out of the lunchroom feeling his eyes bore into my back but not before hearing his response
"Oh I will" he responds more to himself then me
I purposely ignore his response I've never tried to escape something so quickly I know he has the potential to destroy my walls he's invasive and I'm sure he's use to getting whatever he wants but I wont have it. He fucks with my mental and I won't let him bring me out of my shadows I wont let him drag me into the light with him he's bound to get dragged into the popular clique he's to noticeable and I don't want him to mess up everything I have going on which is nothing just the way I like it I just hopes he gets the message.





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P.s this is my first attempt at a book,
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Also i know the heroines name is weird but its

Cal-i-stuh
And this is how I imagine she would look

Cal-i-stuhAnd this is how I imagine she would look

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Victoria Would look like

Victoria Would look like

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Blake

Jamie

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Jamie

Jamie

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