Vanessa’s POV

Thursday came and I walked in school and came in like it was a normal day, like nothing ever happened.

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted with Ryan’s arm snaked around my waist. I immediately felt sick and just rolled my eyes. Then I got out of his grip and walked away faster only for him to catch up with me.

“Hey,” He looked at me but I ignored him and just looked forward because I do not want to give in to those puppy eyes of his. “Babe.”

I stopped by my locker and he was there too. When is it going to hit him that I’m ignoring him on purpose? “Hey, talk to me,” he pleaded. “You know I don’t like it when you don’t talk to me,” I stopped looked at him and gave him the ‘Oh really?’ face. I slammed my locker and stormed off.

“Okay, I did something wrong,” Look folks we have a winner! Then he pinned me against the wall. Any given day I would be so into this but not now. “Just tell me so I-”

“Hey!” He was interrupted by Ashton and boy was he furious. “Put her down or you’re going to be the one that’s up there!” Ryan let go of me and put his hands up in defense.

“I was just trying to talk to my girlfriend,” he said trying to make his case.

“That’s funny because you weren’t talking to her last night,” Ryan looked at me and try to use his puppy eyes but I just looked away with my face in bitch mode. “Yeah, I know that too. You know what else I know? That if you ever put your hands on my sister like that again, I’m going to put my hands on you and you’re not going to like it. Do you understand?” There was silence and I notice a small crowd was formed around us. “Do you or do you not under fucking stand!” Ashton command his answer.

“I understand,” he said through his clenched teeth. He was pissed and I could tell.

“Now get outta here,” he shooed Ryan off and took me into a hug. I notice people were still watching and recording what just happened. Great. Just. Fucking. Great. That’s going to spread like wildfire. Then Ash got what I was looking at. “Don’t you people have classes and lives to attend?” And everyone scattered in different ways, not wanting to be the next target in Ashton’s sight.

“Thank you,” I said into his chest, sniffing the cologne that he wears daily.

“Its okay,” he said and I could feel his chin on top of my head. “You want me to walk you to your classes today or…?” he trailed off. I shook my head.

“Nah, I’m going to be okay,” I said breaking the hug.
“You said you and Luke have the same classes right?” He asked.

“Yeah, why?” I questioned him. What is he planning?

“Why don’t you get him to walk you to class to class safely?” I sighed and it was like he read my mind. “Please? It’ll make me feel better if you’re safe away from that dickwad.” He rolled his eyes in disgust at the last part about Ryan being a dickwad.

“Okay,” I said in defeat, knowing its no use to put up a fight and besides in almost 8 in the morning.

He pecked my forehead before I left to go inside my World Lit class. When I walked in, Luke was all the way in the back and he saw me. He patted the desk next to him excitedly and I rolled my eyes. That gun-ho son of a bitch. Who is this fucking happy in the morning?

Notes

Just something to make your mundane Monday non-mundane.