Chapter 11: Chapter 11

JAYDEN

She widened her eyes and I smirked. I don't know why I like to tease her. She glared at me. Ethan nudged me. "What sort of music is this?" He whispered and I chuckled.

"I don't know either" I whispered back. I had come across the song yesterday and I downloaded it, just for fun. I can't even say what the song is all about, cause I have not listened to the full song. I only listened to the beginning. Ethan hit me and I frowned.

"She's dancing, Jay. Look!!" He pointed. I followed with my eyes, the direction his finger was pointing and I blinked. Bella was dancing. I furrowed my brows. Does she know the song before or she was just dancing to the beat?.

I stared at her with keen interest. Her steps were awesome. The way she moved her waist and her legs. I blinked. She's such a great dancer. When she was done dancing, People began to clap for her. I had to clap too. She stared at me, pick up her bag, and left the studio. Everyone stared at me and I smiled. They ignored me and walked out of the studio. Ethan frowned. "Can you tell me what's going on?"

I furrowed my brows. "What do you mean?"

"The stunt you pulled up some minutes ago?". I rolled my eyes and picked up my bag. "Hey, I'm talking to you!!" Ethan yelled.

I ignored him and walked out. He ran after me. "Gosh, pervert!!".

I chuckled. "And you're?"

He groaned. "Whatever "

We got to our room and I sat down on the bed. Ethan went to the bathroom, while I lay on the bed. When Ethan returned, I sat up. "What do you think about her?" I asked

"Who are you talking about?"

"Bella,"

He batted his lashes. "You mean miss Bella"

"Whatever" I mumbled. "You know who I'm talking about"

He rolled his eyes. "Why do you find it difficult to call her a miss". I groaned and stood up. There's no point talking to him. I walked into the bathroom. "Hey!!" Ethan yelled. I ignored him and locked the door.

**

School today for me was fun, especially Bella's class. Though I couldn't concentrate in her class, I like the way she was able to carry every one of us along. When she walked into the class, it made me remember what had happened in the studio. How I had made her danced in front of the students. And when her eyes landed on me, my heart skipped. I expected her to glare at me but instead, she smiled and my eyes melted. I felt guilt run down my spine. You know how you feel when you did something to someone and you're expecting a glare or something and she ended up smiling back at you. Ethan poked me and I rolled my eyes. "Isn't she looking beautiful?" He whispered. I rolled my eyes and stared at her. Her hair was hung to the side in a messy bun. He wore a red gown that hung perfectly to her body. Her silver earrings fit her skin color and her heels. I blinked. Her pumped lips were painted in light pink. Her makeup was mild too. I scanned her with my eyes. Ethan poker me for the second time. I groaned. "Wow, you're checking her out"

I hissed. "I am not"

"Jayden, Ethan. You're disturbing my class". I blinked. So she knows my name?. She flashed me a smile and I had to smile back.

Ethan chuckled. "Flirting with your lecturer?"

I frowned. "I'm not flirting with her"

"Of course you are"

"I-i"

"Jayden!!" Bella yelled and I blinked

**

My phone rang and I gesture to Ethan to pass the phone to me since he was laying on the bed and I was seating on the couch. He passed the phone to me and I checked the caller. It was my mom. I frowned. What's she calling me for?. I dropped the phone ignoring the call. Ethan raised an eyebrow. "Why ain't you picking your call?"

I rolled my eyes. "Nothing"

He sat up. "Nothing?". I nodded. My phone rang again and I groaned. "Jay, you should pick your call". I ignored him. "Jay!!"

I groaned. "What!!"

"Is it your mom calling you?". I rolled my eyes. "Hey!!"

"What?!!" I yelled

He frowned. "It's your mom calling". I frowned. "Jay, I don't understand why you're ignoring her call"

"There is nothing for us to talk about"

"There..." My phone rang and I had no option than to pick the call.

"Why are you calling me?"

"Jay, that isn't the right way to talk to your mother". I rolled my eyes and she sighed. "By the way, why haven't you been picking my calls?"

"I'm busy, mom"

"You're busy?. Busy with what?"

I frowned. Why is she asking me so many questions?. One of the reasons I don't like to pick her calls. I sighed. "With school stuff

"When will you ever be less busy?" She asked but I said nothing. I could hear her sighed. "When are you coming home?"

"Mom, I'm not coming home"

"Jay..."

"Not for any reason"

"Jayden, you haven't been home since your father's death"

I sighed. "There is no reason to come home mom"

"Jay..."

I cut the call before mom could finish her word. I drew the phone on the bed and groaned.

"When will you stop treating your mom that way?"

I stood up. "I will take a stroll"

I walked to the door. "Jay..."

I opened the door and walked out. I don't want to start a conversation concerning my mom with anyone, not even Ethan.

**

I arranged some of my clothes into my school bag. Ethan was combing his hair and I am becoming impatient. "Ethan, can we go now?" I asked

He smiled. "Nah. I still have a little touch to do"

I rolled my eyes. "Ethan, don't make me change my mind"

He scoffed. "I'm the reason you're going home"

I hissed. He had begged me to go see my mom and my kid sister. Though I never wanted to go, I had to listen to his pleading. I rolled my eyes."That's because I had plans to go home"

He furrowed his brows. "Jay. You don't go home except I beg you"

"Who told you that"

He hissed. "The last time you went home was during your dad's burial and that was two years ago"

I rolled my eyes. I'm not in the mood for his unnecessary history. I stood up. "Are you coming or not?"

He scoffed. "Stop acting like you want to go home"

I groaned and dropped my bag. "You know what?". He furrowed his brows. "I'm not going anymore"

He batted his lashes. "You said what?"

I sat down. "You heard me"

He hissed. "You won't dare"

I laughed. "Dare me". He glared but said nothing. "Do you still want to dare me?"

He scoffed and then picked up his bag. "Let's go"

I raised my eyebrows. "I-i"

He picked up my bag and dragged me. "You've got no choice"

I pulled my hand away from him and dragged my bag. "I've got a choice, ok?. And by the way. You don't have to drag me that way". He chuckled and I groaned. "Can we go now?"

He nodded. "Sure"