Chapter 2-You?

"I'm sorry," I stand up and look down at the guy I bumped into. The ketchup I had retrieved was now a red splotch on his white shirt. I continue to apologize as I look for napkins: no one offers any, instead they all stare at us. By the tense aura of the room, I can tell whoever I just bumped into is not someone to be messed with. I'm guessing the people around us are expecting him to lash out at me by the way they stare at him, waiting for a reaction.

"I'm sorry," I apologize again, when I can't offer him any napkins. My lunch tray abandoned on the floor with his unopened soda bottle. I immediately pick it up and hand it to him.

He stares at my outstretched palm before grabbing the soda. I look up and i'm met with green eyes, that are waiting for and explanation.

As I looked up his eyes widened. "________?"

I cringed at that nickname. Only one person use to call me that, and that was Noah Henderson.

Everbody laughed at that, I didn't know if they were laughing at me or Noah.

I stare at him," That's not my name, Noah and you know it." I said with a new profound confidence.

He looks taken aback for a second. Let me tell you who Noah Henderson is, he was my bully in elementary, until he moved during middle school. He never physically touched me but his word still hurt. I sorta had a crush on him, until he started bullying me and now those feelings have changed. I still don't know why he calls me ________ but aren't we about to find out.

"________________" he said without hesitation . He took a once over of my body with wide eyes. Way to be discreet about it.

I knew I shouldn't have worn these.

My eyes widened and my face turned the deepest shade of red. " I don't care what you think Noah," When your the only two talking and you know there is two hundred listening ears, it does not help the situation.

My words are practically echoing of the walls.

The first thing I noticed is that he wasn't that scrawny little boy from elementary, instead. His broad shoulders Basically overshadow my whole existence, his tapering eyes and messy hair are the only thing I can focus on. My stomach is clenched and knotted as I stare up at his tall figure. I wouldn't be surprised if he stepped on me, I wish he could right now.

He watches me with furrowed eyebrows, his eyes fall to his shirt and he's jaw clenches. "Watch where your going," he hisses. Its barely audible, but the words rattle around in my head. He is capable of making for words sound like a threat.

Without another word he turns on his heel and exits the cafeteria.The breath I was holding is immediately relieved. I walked towards the lunch table.

I should have shaken that bottle of soda and sprayed it in his smug face.

Then will see who is '_____'.

I let out a slow shaky breath as I sat down. The stress of that situation wrecked my nerves.

"Did you know who that was?" Vivian asks me with a grin.

Why is she smiling?!

"Yes, why?" I answer with a blank face. I am seriously done with today.

"Because." she answers, her smile grows wider.

"He's just our hot, good-looking, might I add hot neighbor."

Of course he is...

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