We meet again

Dahlia's Pov

Three more hours had passed since my encounter with those strange boys.

It's been so long but why do i still feel so uncomfortable?

"Dahlia? You've been out for a while is everything okay"? Mrs Smith, the english teacher asked.

"She's probably thinking of Malik". One student replied from behind, and in response, the whole class burst into laughter, including stupid Malik.

I rolled my eyes in response to the silly joke. How great! Thanks Mrs Smith.

After the English class, came break period and finally i could breath properly without someone cracking a lame joke at my expense.

Is everyone in highschool usually dumb?

After i had ordered my food at the cafeteria, I sat down at my usual corner, away from the other students when murmur filled the whole place.

Was there anything interesting to discuss this time? Whenever chaos happened, Malik, and his friend; Caleb and Collin were usually the cause.

But they were seated in their usual spot, eyes fixed on the entrance of the cafeteria, obviously pissed at something or someone.

Everyone's attention was on the entrance of the cafeteria.

"What is everyone lookin..." I stopped my whisper halfway as what or rather who everyone was staring at came into my view.

The strange boys from earlier. This time they were clad in the school's uniform, with white sparkling sneakers on their feet.

They walked in unison into the cafeteria, hand simultaneously tucked into their pockets.

These boys were hot.

I cleared my throat. Well every girl would think that, but not me.

Avoid scandal, avoid scandal.

But tell me why as i focused my attention on my food, the chairs on my sides moved from their initial position, and two very familiar boy ate up the space?

I tried as much as possible to avoid any form of scandal, but scandal spelt in capital letter came looking for me.

I pretended not to see them, but still they remained seated, which only proves one thing 'Avoiding the problem doesn't make it go away'.

"May i help you"?

"You don't want us to seat with you"? One of the twins asked with a grin.

"Don't fall for that. They are all the same". I mentally scolded my self.

"I'm sure that the other girls would want your attention". I say quickly. I just wanted them out of my hair as soon as possible

"But we want to be friends with you".

I bit my lips in an attempt to suppress my anger before shooting them a glare.

"Do I look like one of the girls you boys made out with in the gym? I'm afraid not. So take your silly little games elsewhere".

They smirked at each other and smiled.

I slammed my palm on the table, loud enough to gain everyone's attention. "Stop smiling, and... and smirking whenever you're close to me"!!!

I do hope they got the warning.

One of the twins smiled before closing the distance between us "Do you mean that you always want us to be close to you"?

Oh shoot! First of all they didn't get the warning, and secondly these boys are doing a good job of getting on my last nerve.

"You know what..."? I picked my backpack and phone from the table "I'll give you this space, make sure to stay away from me next time".

I walked away from them towards the entrance of the cafeteria. Thanks to them I lost my appetite already.

Before leaving the cafeteria, I scanned the place in search of their brother.

Didn't he walk in with them just now? So where did he go?

The garden would be the perfect place to cool off right now. So, without thinking twice I turned towards the garden.

Thankfully, the place was empty today.I sat on one of the benches close to sunflowers.

They're pretty!

In a few seconds, the fragrance was quickly replaced with burning cigarette smell.

What dumb human smokes in the garden? Jesus Christ!

A part of my mind wanted to leave the garden but an even greater part wanted to go in search of the smoker.

Go in search of the smoker, that was what I was going to do. And so I followed the cigarette smell until I came face to face with a small shed at the back of the garden.

It was him, the guy from the gym. Remember the one who looked like a god? Yes, him.

I began walking towards the shed so I could give him a piece of my mind but stopped in my tracks when he said.

"Are you stalking me"?

That ever familiar voice tickled my senses but I quickly slapped the sensation away. I will not melt in presence of another boy.

"Stalk you"? I scoffed "I'd rather stalk an insect than stalk a smoker".

So much pride!

Bored, he threw the rest of the cigarette into a nearby rose pot.

"Have you lost your mind"? I screamed at him. "You're going to kill the flowers. So dumb".

"You love flowers"?

"Who doesn't? Asshole" I replied as I gently dug out the cigarette stick from the flower pot.

Roses were my mom's favorite. I had a particularly soft spot for them.

I stood to my feet. "Look, I would really appreciate it if you stopped following me around. Meeting at the gym was a mere coincidence and that was all it was".

"You're not my type" He replied curtly.

Yeah, that was enough for me to get the message.

"Well, good for both of us". I rolled my eyes.

"Right".

I didn't exactly understand why we were having this conversation, but we had to define this relationship.

Jesus!! This wasn't even a relationship.

I mentally smacked myself as I realized what I said. I didn't want him getting ideas that I was a interested in him at all".

He stood up from the bench and pulled out a peppermint mouth spray from his pocket.

He adjusted his jacket and pant trousers before walking away. "See you around kitten".

"And, stop calling me kitten". I groaned

Such a dumbass.