Baekhyun’s POV

Zaion and I left Principal Greyson’s office. Once we were out of sight and earshot from the main office, she stormed ahead. What was her problem? All I knew was that I had to get to class. Before she got too far away, I decided to ask her.

“Hey, Zaion, can you help me find my way to class?”

Zaion turned around and glared at me.

“You have your schedule?”

I nodded.

“Did you visit this school before today?”

I nodded again.

“Was it more than once?”

Once again, I nodded, but why the unnecessary questions?

“Then find the class yourself.”

Seriously, what was this girl’s problem? I stood there thinking while she stormed off. I didn’t want to do this but she made me.

“Oh, that’s okay; I’ll just ask Principal Greyson. And while I’m at it, I’ll maybe tell him how rude you’re being and only on my first day.”

I tsked and shook my head disapprovingly as she halted in her tracks. Slowly she turned around and faced me. Her face had no expression whatsoever. She held out her hand.

“Lemme see your schedule.”

I gave her the piece of paper. I watched her while she looked it over. It was funny. She was about six inches shorter than me and her stance had attitude written all over it. I felt myself chuckle. 

She looked up.

“C’mon.”

“What?”

“You have math class along with me. Then you have the same lunch, science and Spanish periods with me as well. I’ll be showing you to your next four classes”, she said in a flat tone.

I smiled at her and she sneered at me.

“Just shut up and follow me.”

I just held up my hands defensively and followed her to class.

“Zaion, again you are ten minutes late to this period! Am I going to have to give you a detent-oh! Hello there! You are?”

I smiled and waved at the class.

“Hi! I’m Byun Baekhyun. I’m the new transfer student from Korea.”

“Oh, well then you must be the fellow that Principal Greyson told me about”, I nodded, “Okay, then you and Zaion can sit in the remaining seats in the back row.”

I could have sworn I heard Zaion groan. What was so wrong with the back row? Maybe it affected her studies. As she and I walked to our seats the class began to whisper. There were a few whispers of ‘he’s so cute!’ and ‘I just want to kiss him all over!’…well, from the girls anyway. I smiled at them and earned a couple of groans from the guys.

Zaion leaned over and whispered.

“Can you please stop drawing attention to yourself? Since I’m sitting with you it draws attention to me!”

“Well what can I do about it? I am new after all. I’ll automatically draw attention.”

She rolled her eyes. It was kind of cute how she got when she was annoyed. One day I just might see her smile.

“Listen, Just try to look uninterested and unapproachable and maybe that’ll work.”

That would be hard since I was naturally happy, but I did try. It didn’t work out so well. Maybe I drew more attention to myself because the girls stared and let out giddy squeals as guys stared daggers at me. If looks could kill I’d be dead. Not just because of the guys but because of Zaion.

“Sorry”, I mouthed, but she wouldn’t have it.

When she looked at the board I figured it wouldn’t hurt to stare a bit. That’s when I saw it. Principal Greyson told me she never focused or paid attention in class but it all clicked as to why she didn’t. As she leaned forward it made sense why she groaned when we had to sit in the back row. She couldn’t see.

I wonder why she wasn’t wearing contacts or why she never said anything.

Zaion’s POV:

Math class seemed to drag on forever until the lunch bell rang. The other students poured out of the classrooms and into the hallway. I was just about to leave until I remembered Baekhyun.

“Come on Baek. You mind if I call you that?”

He smiled and shook his head.

“Go ahead and call me that if it’s easier for you.”

My goodness! Why is this dude so happy?!?!?! He’s so frickin cheery that he can’t even be unapproachable! Thanks to him his new “fan club” already wants to kill me for sitting with him!

“Well I’m hungry so let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Baekhyun and I walked to the cafeteria in complete silence. Well, as much silence as you can get in a high school hallway. I didn’t really want to talk to him. I only knew him for a bit over one period and already called him by a nickname. This went against everything I worked so hard to build.

“Wait, before I take you into the place that could possibly cause you a trip to the nurse’s office, did you bring a lunch?”

He shook his head.

“Okay then. I’m going to recite a verbal waver so listen carefully.”

“Gotcha.”

“We are about to enter the Rim Ridge High School cafeteria. If you eat the food and experience any pain or illness of any kind, I am not to be held responsible and this will not count against me when you report my treatment of you to Principal Greyson. Also, if I laugh at your pain or illness and make fun of you, it will not count against me either since the food was the main cause of the problem. Agree or disagree?”

He looked as if he were carefully considering his options.

“Hm…fine it won’t count but since this wasn’t in your waver, if I get sick or hurt in any way and after you are through laughing at my expense, you owe me.”

Baekhyun pushed me aside and opened the cafeteria door.

“You coming?”

“What would I owe you?”

He only chuckled and walked inside.

“WHAT WOULD I FREAKING OWE YOU?”

This time he laughed as people stopped and stared. Did this guy seriously want a freaking war?

We got today’s horrid special of “pizza and French fries” and sat at a table.

“This school never fails to screw up my favorite foods.”

“Listen, Zaion, I know it’s a bit early since I’ve only known you for two hours but why don’t you tell anyone you can’t see in class and that you need glasses?”

I dropped the fry I was holding and went silent. How on earth did he know?

“If you don’t want to say then you don’t have to. I didn’t mean to bring up a sensitive topic.”

“Listen, don’t get me wrong, that was a small part of a tender subject but it’s nothing worth getting all mushy and apologetic over.”

He nodded and we sat in an awkward silence. I kind of wish he said something. His voice was amazing and his accent was cute. I mentally slapped myself. Can’t I stay strong for anything anymore?

 

After I finished the only edible parts of lunch, we continued on with the rest of our day. Who cared about the last two periods? They went relatively the same way. Baekhyun introduced himself, girls squealed, and I gained negative attention left and right.

While Baekhyun socialized and got to know more people, I sat in the corner and watched. I didn’t get it. How could once person be so happy? It was like he wasn’t even human.

At the end of the day, I went to my locker and packed up my things. Baekhyun got a locker four over from mine and did the same.

“Hey, Zaion, are you walking home?”

“Yeah, why?”

“So am I. What street do you live on?”

“Elkridge Road, why?”

“Really? Me too! Wanna walk home together?”

OMG! Really?!?!?! Facepalm, facepalm, facepalm!!! What is this supposed to mean? Why was he everywhere? Why can’t I escape?

Suddenly it hit me. That was another reason why Greyson chose him. He knew I couldn’t get away.

Can I just say that I think Greyson sets out to deeply punish me? Cuz he does.

“Sure, whatever.”

I started walking but the weirdo wasn’t following.

“Why aren’t your feet moving?”

Baekhyun smirked and came up to me.

“Listen, Zaion, that lunch I ate is making me feel funny, you owe me.”

I stood there, blinking.

“You were fine not too long ago.”

“I’m a good actor.”

“Not my problem.”

“Do you not remember the lunch waver?”

I just stared at him through half lidded eyes.

“You aren’t gonna leave me alone about it are you?”

He shook his head.

“Fine, I’ll play along”, I said, not wanting to be bothered further, “Poor Baek, poor thing! Aw, what do I owe you, honey?”

Baekhyun smiled and I wanted to kick myself. Funny how it takes one person to make you lose yourself and slip up. I tried to keep my cool and play his little game.

“You owe me…” he got really close and practically whispered in my ear, “your phone number.”

The shameless flirt. He planned this. My face was literally: -_-.

“No, absolutely not.”

He glared.

“Please”, I shook my head, “Fine, I’ll get it another way.”

“How so?”

This guy did the unthinkable: he did the best dang pout I had ever seen. At first it was easy to ignore but Baekhyun had the nerve to crank it up. His eyes widened, they were so big and clear. He also cuddled up to me.

I felt my face get hot and I just wanted it to be over.

“Alright, fine, just stop it before I go crazy!”

I gave him my number and he smiled.

“See, that wasn’t so bad.”

I rolled my eyes and he grabbed my wrist, pulling me out of the building. As we began walking home, I tried putting my guard up a bit more. I don’t need him ruining everything. Some things are best left behind closed doors.

 

 

 

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