Jay's Pov
A guy with bright red hair walked in, giving me a full-on side-eye đ.
Likeâhello? Did I steal your mirror or something?
He strolled into the room like he owned the place, his hands in his pockets and that too-cool-for-life walk that screams trouble. His bright red hair practically glowed under the classroom lights đ„. I swear, I needed sunglasses just to look at him.
Then he sat right next to the king of assholes â Kiefer, obviously đ.
Of course they're friends. Probably bonded over being allergic to manners.
Anyway, what's with the red hair?
Is he⊠a rooster? đ
All he's missing is a "cock-a-doodle-doo" every morning so everyone knows class has started. đ
He leaned toward Kiefer and whispered something. Both of them looked straight at me.
Oh, great. The staring again.
I raised an eyebrow and mouthed, "What?" but they just smirked and looked away. Wow. Real mature, guys đ.
The teacher continued droning on, but I could feel their eyes flickering my way now and then.
Kiefer looked like he was bored, spinning his lollipop between his fingers đ.
Yuri, on the other hand, had this calm-but-scary vibe â like he could start a fight and still look stylish doing it.
When break time came, the class got noisy fast â laughter, jokes, shouting.
Yuri leaned back on his chair, glancing my way again. "Didn't think we'd get a girl in Section E this year," he said, tone light but teasing.
All eyes turned to me. Of course.
I smiled sweetly. "Well, surprise. I'm here now. Hope you boys don't cry too easily." đđ
A few boys laughed; some even whistled.
Kiefer just grinned, still chewing on that stupid lollipop. "Confident, huh? Let's see how long that lasts."
I tilted my head. "Longer than your attitude, probably."
"Damn," Yuri muttered under his breath with a small laugh. "This one's got claws."
You bet I do đ±đ.
I looked at both of them, sitting there like they ruled the whole school.
Well, not for long. Because this year?
I wasn't just here to survive â I was here to . đ đ„