After Lucy and her friends made their threats, they've been trying even harder to make friends with me.

Not sure why. Maybe it was just to get back at Emma, to ruin her life completely and leave her with no friends or maybe they were just trying to be friends with me.

whatever it is they're up to, am sure it wasn't going to be good at all.

After our first class today and we were about to have our literature class. It has been my favourite class so far.

Emma told me to go on to class without her cos she wanted to get her text books from her locker.

On my way to the class, I bumped into someone making my books to scatter on the floor. I did not border looking at who it was, but I could tell the person was masculine judging by the strength and the force I felt by him hitting me.

I picked up my books quickly because I didn't want to be late for class. But i knew what I have in mind to tell him when am done with that...I'm so going to give him a piece of my mind.

When I got up to look at the person and yell for not looking where he was going, only to witness the face of an angel. I was suddenly speechless. I could only stare at him with my mouth wild open.

" what are you looking at......and look where you're going next time OK?" he said with an angry face.

What!!!!!He didn't even apologize for hitting my books down and he's telling me to watch where I was going?

"Who the heck does he think he is?"

Of course I didn't say that out loud. But I was reigning insults at him in my mind. I was still speechless.

" what a weirdo" he said and walked away.

That was so embarrassing. And how could he, He was so rude with no manners. But so cute.

He had a black fringed up Korean hairstyle, with peach skin color.
He also had this sweet brown eye type, with a round face.

He had this beautiful small taupe lips," I could imagine being kissed by those.
His nose were pointed and small too with a bold eyebrow.

Though he did not look like an American, he had an English name.
But He was more of a Korean boy.

JASON.

With all this features and the way he dressed. I could tell he was a bad boy. The cutest one I've ever seen yet.

He was so perfect.
But I felt that I couldn't stand a chance with him. He looked so rich and proud, carefree too. Like he doesn't care about anyone else but himself.

But he somehow looked like a model, well he has the statue.

Emma cut up with me as I was still in my thoughts, and we went to class together.

As we sat down and I looked beside me, I can't believe who I saw. It was the same jerk that knocked me down a few minutes ago. But I've never seen him in literature class before.

Was he new or what? I asked myself.

Emma noticed ms staring at him and she laughed and said.

" that's Jason, he's the hottest guy in this school. And the richest too. There's no girl in this school that doesn't want to get down with him, so you can see, is a big competition you're in"

She paused for a moment when the teacher asked everyone to be quiet in class.

" he's parents are Stinky rich, he literally gets away with anything... You haven't seen him since because he was given one week suspension instead of being expelled for beating up his team mate in football for throwing a ball at him and he didn't catch it, but instead landed on his face." as Emma continued.

The teacher warned Emma specifically to be quiet.

She now moved closer to me and began to whisper.
" I heard the poor kid almost died. Right now he's still at the hospital...... "

She stopped and looked at me with suspicion.

"What?" I asked.

" you like him!" she said with a teasing voice and smiled at me.

"No I don't, he's a jerk. No way!" I quickly denied it.

" whatever, just be careful cos Lucy too got a thing for him. And she won't have mercy on any girl that gets close to him. Just let him go sweety, it won't end well. He'll ruin your life. He doesn't care about anybody but himself....trust me girl, he's bad news ok."

she warned me as that was what a good friend would do.

I nodded and didn't say anything else but to pay attention to the class.

I starred at him again but only to meet his gaze, i quickly looked away as gooseboms filled my body. I tried looking back again to make sure he wasn't looking at me anymore, and he wasn't.

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After seeing Jason that day, all I could think of was him. I could not help not starring at him whenever I saw him.
I just met him, and he already has this much effect on me.

How could a guy as cute as this be such a bad news, i wondered to myself. But he looked so innocent in a way or was I just imagining it.

Could all this be just an act or was it really him. And what could have turned him into what he is now or was he just born and raced that way?