The Asshole is my Kryptonite

"Stop playing hard to get, Princess. I know you want me." He growled, pushing me against the wall. "In your deepest dreams, asshole." I responded holding his piercing gaze, whilst struggling to keep my breathing at a steady pace due to his close proximity. "Alright, if that's how you want to play the game. But remember, games are my forte." He breathed heavily near my neck, sending involuntary shivers down my spine. He smirked, before he was gone; leaving me to try calm my rosy cheeks as my heart danced to the ticking of the classroom clock. "Asshole." I muttered, before slipping out of the unoccupied classroom.

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2. Sweetcheeks can kick ass

Chapter 2

'Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius, and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.'   ~ Marilyn Monroe

Monday. It has to be the worst day of the week. Waking up at 7am for a place where I have to spend over 6 hours of having practically useless information thrown at me really isn't my forte. As I threw my alarm out the door I dragged myself out of bed and trudged towards the bathroom to freshen up.

For some reason I couldn't get Miles' letter out of my head. I didn't really say he was drool worthy out loud did I? I mean even if I did it's not like I said it loudly, I must have only mouthed it to myself, but if I did how did he hear me? Gosh this was way too much thinking for a Monday morning.

After I washed my face and got dressed into a simple pair of dark blue skinny jeans and a maroon jumper, since it was quite chilly today, I packed my bag and left the house. There was no need to say bye to dad since he was at work. As usual. I mean I know he is the only person who can provide us with money after mum left, and don't get me wrong I truly appreciate that, but I just don't see him as much as I wish I could.

After jogging out the door I jumped into my little silver Toyota corolla and begun the 20 minute drive to school. Two minutes in, it once again came to my attention that the silence was killing me. I plugged my phone into the car speakers and just clicked play since I had to keep my eyes on the road. 'Partition', by the one and only queen of music, Beyoncé, came on and as if it was a sixth sense I turned the volume to full blast and begun singing along. It stayed like this for a good fifteen minutes before I entered the school car park and slipped into one of the few spots available.

I pulled my backpack out and begun walking into school. I walked towards my locker and put in my pass code until the lock came undone and I threw my bag in there. As I took out my Math and biology books I begun jogging to home room since I was already late and my home room teacher detests me, and it's not like I love her anyway.

I suddenly tripped over something and dropped all my books. As I looked up I saw the horrible face of Adrian Blackburn. Adrian asked me out in grade 8 and after I rejected him it is as if he has made it his lifelong goal to make the rest of my school years hell. I don't let it affect me and honestly I think that just makes him continue it but I will not let him feel the pleasure of thinking he is in control. I turned around and reached for my books but as I did that he only kicked them further away and sniggered. I of course as instinct grabbed his ankle and pulled it back causing him to face plant the ground and I may have caused his nose to bleed.

As I picked up my books I dusted myself off and glared at Adrian on the floor,

'You got a bit of something on your...' I trailed off pointing towards my nose. He only stared daggers at me and I simply intensified my glare. We stayed like this for a good ten seconds before the blood flow on his nose began to quicken. He got off the floor mumbling some curse words before staring at me once more and walked off. I giggled at the sight, it may be mean but he had it coming. As I made sure I had all my books I heard a slow clap coming from behind me. I turned around and was faced by an amused Miles,

'Geez, remind me not to mess with you.' He said while leaning against the lockers.

I rolled my eyes at his immaturity but he continued on anyway,

'So I thought the letter wouldn't show my gratitude enough about you calling me 'drool worthy'. I mean it's a well known fact but hearing you admit it is just better. Anyway I just wanted to say thanks for that in person' ugh I should've expected something like this from Miles.

'Get over yourself asshole.'

'When you do I will' he replied with a wink. And I glared at him, he raised his hands in defence and I was quite happy with that until he begun speaking again,

'Don't worry sweetcheeks no need to unleash the hulk on me, you might get a detention.' This asshole had the nerve to wink at me!

'Listen here asshole, I'm willing to kick your ass no matter how many detentions I get. It's a disappointment really, that someone with your looks has such a crappy personality. ' for some reason he still had that stupid smirk plastered on his face.

'Damn, can kick ass and is feisty, not bad sweetcheeks, not bad at all.' My only reaction to that was to flip him the bird and walk off. I could hear laughter erupting from him as I strode through the hallway. I was already late for homeroom so I may as well skip in and go straight to first period., Oh the joy of biology.

Biology and Math went by as slow as ever and after the little scene before period one you could say I wasn't in the best mood. When it was time for recess I dropped by my locker to get my period three and four books then went by Cass's locker and we went to the cafeteria together. We took a seat with our group and within seconds began chatting away.

An idea suddenly formed in my mind. If Miles wanted to play games we might as well make it two player. I would leave a note in his locker telling him to meet me at the footy fields, I would then leave a note there telling him to meet me at the basketball courts then at the senior bathrooms and all around school. The final letter would then simply lead him right back to his locker. Oh this was going to be good... so very good.

'Tiff are you okay? You have that maniacal look in your eyes...' I was snapped out of my trance when Cass began speaking but I sent her an innocent smile and a nod.

Of course someone's irritating voice just had to chirp in.

'Did you know that sweetcheeks here can kick ass?' Miles spoke and everyone instantly looked at me.

'Did you know that you can shut the hell up at any time?' as I said that everyone looked back at Miles waiting for his next move. When he just rolled his eyes and sat down, Travis began applauding me and soon so did everyone else. Miles on the other hand didn't turn red like I expected, instead he too applauded and for some reason that just made me want to snap his hands off.

 Recess went on like that, with everyone chatting and laughing. As the bell rang I leaned in towards Miles and whispered in his ear to meet me at his locker at 1:00pm. That's during period four so I had all of period three to put my plan into practice. Of course Miles was shocked when I told him but his expression quickly changed to one of his stupid smirks. That smirk won't be there for long.

As I sat down in period three, Visual Arts, I began writing the first letter.

'To Miles,

I thought I'd make this a little more interesting and special, I'm going to send you to a couple places before the final one where I will don't worry there will be a surprise at the end. First spot, the top left corner of the footy fields.

Love Tiffany xoxo'

I gagged when I wrote 'Love' and 'xoxo', but I had to make him think I liked him so it would make it more believable to 'meet me'. I continued like this for over six more letters then excused myself from class, saying I wasn't feeling too well so I needed some fresh air.  I quickly ran around the school placing the notes in my planned area, making sure someone with such a little mind like Miles would be able to see it, but it couldn't be too visible.

I quickly jogged back to class telling my teacher that I felt better when I walked back inside. Now I just had to wait.

The bell rung within a couple minutes and period four flew by since it was my favourite subject, English. English was like my own little world, I loved learning about various writers in history and how I could improve my own work. Once the bell rung I left class, stopped by my locker and met Cass at the cafeteria.

I sat down and began eating at the table and soon all the seats were filled with chatting students from my group.

'You!' I turned to my right and saw Miles pointing at me,

'Yes?' I asked innocently,

'Oh you know what I mean! I spent all of period four looking for you'

I had to stifle a laugh but still maintained my composure, 'Whatever are you talking about asshole?'

He gave me the finger before sitting down, (that's been really common between us lately) but I will admit I deserved it. We begun chatting with everyone, Miles constantly glaring at me and me smiling ingenuously. We suddenly got called up to the principal's office over the speaker. We both glanced over to each other in confusion then stood up and made our way towards the principal's office.

As we walked in to the principal's office he turned around and faced us,

'Hello Mr O'Brien, you called us up to your office?' I greeted for both us,

'Ah yes, I heard that you have both been taking time off class, Tiffany during homeroom and Miles I was told you took half of period four off. This is unacceptable due to this you will both have after school detention. That is all thank you.' Miles and I both looked at each other before Miles spoke up,

'But sir -' He was cut off by Mr O'Brien,

'No buts, now please leave I have a lot of work to do.'

Miles gave me a defiant glare and I shrugged my shoulders. It was worth it... so worth it.

Hello all! so I know it may seem incredibly boring right now but I promise it will get better! thank you to those who have commented it means a lot to me! anyway I hope you liked this chapter and comment and vote and let me know what you think J Thanks again!

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