Chapter 1 part 1

ROSE SHARMAN

"It is so beautiful." I sighed fascinated at Edrien.

Edrien Peck, the magician of mysteries, the bad boy from Institute. And the most handsome and strange boy in the institute who bullied.

"It's so horrendous." Gus, my best friend, mutters reluctantly.

"If you were gay, you wouldn't find it horrible." I narrowed my eyes, glaring at him.

"Why do you like a weirdo like that?" I snort.

"That's exactly why I like it, its rarity. He is unique."

Her black hair, fair complexion, grayish green eyes, bushy eyebrows, thin and luscious lips, a slender and worked body fitted in black clothing, a turned-up nose, a not exaggeratedly marked jaw.

Really, it was.

"You have nothing in your favor, he has caught you countless times spying on him, and no, it is not a seduction tactic, when he sees your laptop wallpaper he will sue you for harassment." funny laugh.

"No, he won't run away from me," I growled, "and shut up, your laugh is horrendous." I crossed my arms.

"Sure, stalker."

"I at least accept it," I shrugged my shoulders, "but I can't say the same about you, you're still behind your ex," I cleared my throat, "humiliating yourself."

I ended the conversation when I saw Edrien leave the field, his class was over and I knew he was heading to the library. How do I know? I've been bullying him since he was six years old, and I'm not exaggerating.

"Don't scare him away, Abby and I will wait for you in the dining room."

"See you."

I rushed to go after him, very subtly and very cautiously.

All the boys in the halls saw him as a freak and the girls as a chocolate with legs.

Ethan's reputation was not bad but unusual, he is the second most popular boy without even crossing monosyllables with his peers, he was famous for his mysterious aura and wrapped in secrets.

Everyone who wondered who is Edrien Peck?, got more questions in response.

But I knew him very well, I have heard him sing in the shower, I also know that he likes criminology, he is the leader of the chess group, he listens to alternative rock or Heaven-metal, he hates rabbits, his favorite colors are fainter scales of gray. And I would even tell you how his first communion was, but I lose focus on my goal: spying on Edrien .

Where are you going, Edrien? You're supposed to get literature in the library, honey, why are you going the other way?

She was very immersed in not making noise and going cautiously after his steps, the distance between the two has not changed, there are fifteen feet in between, the usual fifteen feet.

I sneakily lift my face to the front and I gasped when he looked in my direction.

Fuck, hide gross, keep walking.

I dragged my feet and stiff legs, forcing myself to take a firm step, I don't breathe and I feel like I'm freezing.

He narrowed his eyes and completely paralyzed me, he gave me a scan looking for something unusual from normal, he continued with the sides of the corridor, I did it too and to my misfortune; the corridor was completely empty.

"Stop following me." Rough mused like his voice.

I swallowed forcefully and broke into a cold sweat, because he had caught me.

"I-I wasn't following you," I stammered, scratching the back of my neck, "I was heading to..."

"Get away."

"That?" stunned watched as he resumed his walk.

"I won't repeat it."

It took me a while to react and I ran until I reached her side, of course keeping fifteen feet.

"Because?"

I had to stay as far away from him as possible, but I couldn't silence that curious voice that wants to know about the enigmatic boy, a voice that I hate sometimes.

"Do it.” he said grudgingly, his countenance; not friendly at all; it was accentuated before leaving. And it was clear what you want: Do not follow me!

Well, that was all for today.

He sighed processing what happened in that corridor, it was not the first crossover between the two, since he has already caught me harassing him on several occasions.

"How did it go? Did you discover anything?" Abby ran over the questions, she has always been the same or more curious than me, that's why she was my best friend.

"Edrien hate me." I exclaimed in a pout, dramatically sitting down at our table.

"You have every right to do so."

"You don't know how much your support comforts me , Gus."

"You're welcome, that's what friends are for."

I dropped my head on the table, forgetting the world for a moment.

"Hey, it's not that important." I felt Abby's hand pat my back, I turned my face to see him and smiled.

"Talk later." I confessed discouraged.

"That?" He had two pairs of eyes wide open watching me, they were stunned.

"Yeah, all he said to me was, Get away." I went back to my pout, "They can believe it."

"It's Edrien Peck, what did you expect?"

“Good point, Gus." Abby supported tossing herself a potato chip.

“He has feelings deep down, guys."

Deep down, but he had them.

"Of course." They both muttered, dismissing my statement.