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Key || Side Notes || Information
-Bold- = Author Notes
-Italics- = Character's Thoughts (only used once in awhile)
|| This Story will be told in first person point of view, occasionally switching povs every now and then. Warnings will be shown to help readers that are sensitive to gore and violence. Mature language used||

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"Stretching lines now!" The gym teacher yelled.

Everyone in the gym let out an annoyed groan and walked off of the bleachers in a slightly calm manner. Though, something was different. Everyone was ignoring me and walked past me, making sure they were at least an inch away, basically avoiding me like the plague.

I raised my eyebrow at the group that past me and sent me a pitiful look. What's going on?

Except,

Zander.

Instead of walking towards his line, he went my direction. When he brushed past my arm, he hooked his right arm into mine and dragged me out of the gym doors without anyone noticing.

This guy is pretty sneaky which slightly scares me.

The gym door closed behind us automatically, letting me go as soon as he heard the sound of the door shutting slowly.

"Are you okay? I got so worried! I don't want you hanging out with that freak-" Zander mumbles, a growl erupting from his lips.

He stomped his feet in a childish manner with his blonde hair bouncing up and down. The strands of hair that were being held down by clips weren't moving at all though. He looked like a preteen having a temper tantrum in the middle of the hallway which was something I found slightly adorable.

Though, I wonder, who even is Logan?

"Why- What's going on?" I stammered.

Poisoning people is something I don't think Logan is capable of doing. He is so shy and-

"You almost got poisoned by him! Tell me, did you take a bite? I'll carry you to the nurse right now!" Zander jumped, digging his heel in the ground in anger.

I furrowed my eyebrows, looking down at the floor. What is going on?

I'm not even used to this side of Zander either. He usually is this lively guy that's carefree and cheerful.

He began mumbling things, though I can barely make anything out. All I would hear is "I will kill him" but that's too far and my brain probably shut down.

I guess news travels fast, but why is everyone so negative about it? Did anyone have a personal opinion about it and made it negative?

"(Your Name)~ I'll take you to the nurse," Zander sang, smiling brightly.

Wow, what a fast mood change.

I was about to open my mouth to protest, but Zander spread his arms out.

He placed his hand on the back of my knees and onto my back, pushing me onto the side and into a bridal style way of carrying.

Almost immediately, I felt the blood rise to my cheeks. I felt embarrassed at the fact he carried me in such a way. Especially after the chocolates from Logan and the fact we probably looked like a couple.

We haven't even moved yet, but I can feel his eyes staring at me. It felt quite unpleasant, but I couldn't help but warm up to his touch.

His eyes were pretty pleasing too, a pretty purple hue. I never even realized how his eyes looked like amethysts. I felt myself slowly sinking into his eyes, moving closer and closer to his face.

My blush was still evident and his blood was slowly creeping into his face.

He slowly pushed his pointer finger, putting a strand of hair behind my ear.

His nose was touching mine and I could feel his breath speeding up in anticipation.

He closed his eyes, blocking my vision of his beautiful hues.

"What is going on here?" A rough, mad sounding voice interrupted.

The scene was ruined, but that didn't stop Zander.

He lifted his face to kiss the top of my forehead in a safe way and let me down. As soon as my feet hit the floor, he pushed me behind him and motioned for me to run.

I couldn't just let him get into trouble like that!

I shook my head to him in a confident demeanor.

Zander sighed at me, sending me a warm hearted smile.

"Detention both of you! (Guy Name), you are very lucky to be here and I don't want you to mess it up. Also, Zander, I don't think you want me to tell your dad about this, huh?" The teacher snarled, rather annoyed.

She looked like a women in her mid 40's. Though, she looked like the ultimate Karen with the 'can I speak to your manager?' haircut and the serious look on her face.

She was dressed in proper attire also with the name tag 'Miss Samon' pinned up on her black blazer. I wonder why she has no man.

"Now go. I don't like to see you ditching class to act out a Romeo and Juliet scene or something like that!" Miss Samon growled.

Zander and I nodded our heads frantically. Though, got to admit, this women powerful.

Zander pulled my arm and went around a corner. Before I could say anything, he bursted out laughing, his back slamming on the wall for support.

I felt myself laughing too. What can I say? His laugh was contagious and it made me feel happy just hearing it.

After awhile, he regained his breath and shot me a smile that gave me butterflies.

Do I have a crush on him?

No, right?

I looked at his purple eyes again, hoping to see any amount of affection in them.

He did kiss me on the forehead, I hope it does mean something.

Suddenly, Zander reached his hand and put it on my head, ruffling my hair a bit with his tongue sticking out just a tad.

"Your laugh is cute, (Your Name)~," He chirped up.

The way he said my name made my heart warm, it was pretty how it rolled off his tongue.

He slightly ruffled my hair again and waved me off, walking another direction.

If on cue, the bell rang.

I really wonder what that kiss means.