Close To The Dangerous Bad Boy novel Chapter 2

Oh well, maybe I won't see him. Fingers crossed.

The only thing scarier than eating in the cafeteria, was walking down those crowded school hallways. Everyone was running towards the cafeteria to get there first. The tight, busy corridor made me feel as if I was in a coffin. The walls were closing in around me as I got bumped into all over.

When I finally got my lunch I sat down at my usual spot. In the corner, at the end of a very small table. The place was a bit shadowy, but that made me feel safe. I was invisible to the others, and that meant that I was invisible to Lucas Dashwood as well.

I took a bite from my cheese sandwich and looked around at other people. I watched their lives pass me by, always moving so fast, always doing something, laughing, screaming, talking…living. And I just stood there, among all the others. Like a little black spot.

In the middle of the cafeteria, at one of the centre tables - he was sitting. He was laughing and talking to two of his friends, Kayla and Jimmy. Kayla was the untouchable one, she could kick any guy's ass, so nobody dared to mess with her. For a long time people thought that she was Lucas's girlfriend, but then she came out of the closet. She was a lesbian, and proud of it. I really admired her, but was scared at the same time.

Jimmy was a punk. He had a severe case of punk style. He always wore those big black boots, shirts with anarchy sign and chains around his neck. Once he brought his pet rat to school, but one of the teachers sent him right home, because apparently he was violating the school rules.

They were the school badass team.

It seemed like Lucas was explaining something with a lot of enthusiasm, waving his hands around, dressed in that black leather jacket of his. I couldn't help but to stare, his face was so different than yesterday, he looked…happy. I tried to turn my eyes away from him, but there was just something about him…His brunette hair was softly falling over his handsome face, a canvas for his godlike features, full, tempting lips and stunning, mysterious eyes. His dark eyes pierced mine, just like yesterday, and I almost chocked on a piece of my cheese sandwich.

He stood up and started walking towards me.

Why was I so stupid? Why did I have to stare at him? I should have just mind my own business…Great, here comes trouble.

I closed my eyes waiting for that hit... My mind froze in icy desperation and went blank. Numerous emotions were jolting down my spine threatening to overcome me.

"Hi." Said an unfamiliar voice. He sat down, facing me, and took an apple from my plate. He looked even more gorgeous up close than from a far.

"May I?" He mimicked towards the red apple he was holding. I nodded. He took a bite and a small drop of that juicy apple nectar slipped down his chin. "I'm Lucas." Spoken in a voice that wasn't too deep, but definitely not too soft. "What's the matter, cat got your tongue?" He smiled. And what a charming smile it was.

"N…No." I answered quietly. I was frozen again like so many times before. I had no idea what to say. Like my mouth were sown shut.

"Well…" Lucas took another bite from the apple. "What's your name?" He asked in a more serious voice.

"Skye Monroe." I slowly whispered.

"Is there a reason why we're whispering, Skye?" He suddenly leaned towards me. I was surprised and jumped away a little.

"Scaredy cat." He smirked.

"Akhem…" I cleared my throat, hoping my voice would get louder.

He was silently looking at me and it made me feel a bit uncomfortable. "How old are you?"

"Seventeen."

"Hmm…virgin, right? It's okay, I can make it feel special…"

"No!" I interrupted him. He was such a...slut. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about your…girlfriend."

"She wasn't my girlfriend, she was…" He stopped and looked at me. "Really, you don't want anything? You'll keep quiet?"

I nodded. He looked around the empty table we were sitting at.

"Do you always sit alone?"

"M…Mhm."

"Where are your friends?"

"I…I don't…" I couldn't finish the sentence. For a moment there I thought I saw a sign of worry in the big bad wolfs eyes.

"Hey 'lil kitty, if someone's giving you trouble you can tell me, I'll take care of it." How about my entire class, I thought to myself.

"Oh c'mon, don't be so scared…" He put his hand on mine, but I quickly moved away. His eyes were filled with angst and surprise. I saw him once get into a fight, I still remember that expression on his face…Pure hate shined from his gaze as he was swinging hits at the other guy. And now…the bad boy was worried about ME.