Am Bailiy, I am in high school, and I am a only child and I live with my dad Jerry. I go to high school at Willow Wills High. I live in the Washington DC. So I was going to school, it was my first day. I was walking down the hall.

"Excuse me" somone said behind me.

It was a girl my age. She has light colored air, but very dark eyes, and very preppy, and was light skinned.

"Am looking for room number 34" she said.

"Oh than your with me then, that's were am heading" I said.

"Am Harper" She said, putting her hand out.

"Am Bailiy" I said shaking her hand.

"It's nice to meet you" Harper said.

"It's nice to meet you too" I said.

"Are you nervous?" She asked.

"Yea, a little. I don't even have to ask you, because you seem pretty excited" I said.

"I am very excited, we can start getting our drivers licenses, ID's" She said.

"Why would we need a ID?" I asked.

"So we can get in the clubs" She said.

I laughed at her joke.

"I don't do clubs, I have never been to one" I said.

"Really mostly the whole school has" She said.

"But, I thought you said we needed a ID?" I asked.

"Oh we do, but the guys can't tell what's real and what's fake" She said.

I laughed.

So then we were at room 35, and sat down next to eachother. Behind was this guy. He was the most handsomeness boy I have ever seen. He had a light peach skin,dark hair, dark brown eyes, and he looked like he worked out. I tryed my best to pay attention to the teacher, but most if the time I was looking at him. The bell ran, I walked out the door.

"See you later, Bailiy" Harper said, leaving.

"Bye Harper" I said.

"Hey, Bailiy" somone said behind me. It was the boy, I was starring at. 

"Me?" I asked.

"Yea, you were the girl who was always starring at me" he said.

"Oh, you saw that?" I asked.

"Yea" He said.

"Am sorry. It's the first day of school, and am already a stalker" I said.

He laughed.

"It's cool, but that's not what I wanted to talk about" He said.

"What is it than?" I asked.

"Your the daughter of Mr. West, right?" He asked.

"Yea, how do you know?" I asked.

"My dad, and your dad work together, and he said that you have always got straight A's ever since kindergarten, and I want to make my dad proud, will you be my tuder?" He asked.

Oh my god, the hottest guy in school is asking me to be his tuder.

"Oh yea, sure" I said, I got out a piece of paper and pen, and wrote my phone number, and my address on.

"Here, you can come over when your ready" I said, giving him the piece of paper.

"Oh thanks, Am Blake by the way" He said, putting the paper in his pocket.

"Nice to meet you, Blake" I said.

"See you after school" Blake said, walking to his next class.

His smell, his looks, his smile. They were all perfect.

 I was at home, and I was waiting for Blake to come over. Intel the bell rang. I opened the door, and thank goodness it was him.

"Hey" Blake said.

"Hey, come in" I said.

He came in the room.

"You have a very nice home. Are you rich?" He asked.

"I wish. No, me, my dad, and mom made it when I was a kid" I said.

"What does your dad do?" He asked.

"He is a builder" I said.

"Is he bob the builder?" He asked.

I laughed at his joke.

"What does your mom do?" He asked.

I didn't know what to say.

"She is in grave ever, since I was 7" I said.

"How old are you now?" He said, looking at me.

"I am 16 now" I said.

"It's been awhile, am sorry about your mom" He said.

"Don't worry about, so what do you need help on" I said.

"Oh right, um it's in my backpack" He said, looking through his backpack.

I sat down, and he sat down next to me.

"Ok let's do this" I said.

So I helped him with his homework, for 2 hours.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"9:37" Blake said, looking at his watch.

"Oh my god" I said, rubbing my eyes.

"You know, thank you so much for helping me. I really like talking to you" Blake said.

"Yea, you too. We should hang out more" I said.

"Yea, we should" Blake said, touching my hand.

"You touching my hand" I said. My heart was racing.

"Is that ok?" He said.

"Yea, its perfect" I said.

He holds my hand, and I hold his hand back. Then my dad walks, and I quickly put my hand down, because my dad is very overprotective when it comes to boys.

"Hey Bailiy.......who's that?" He said.

"Blake Paul, it's nice to meet you sir" Blake introduced himself, and shakes my dads hand.

"Yea, why is he here?" He asked.

"I was just tutoring him" I said.

"Don't worry sir, I was just leaving" Blake said, getting his things.

"I will walk you out" I said, getting up from my seat. I walked him outside.

"Thanks again for tutoring me" Blake said.

"No problem, I will do anything to help" I said.

"That's good, there's not many people like that here, he don't know who to trust" Blake said.

"Should I trust you?" I asked.

He chuckled, and then holds my hands.

"Always, don't be scared of me, either" Blake said.

"Why would I be scared?" I asked.

He gets one of my hands, and he kiss my hand.

"You shouldn't be" Blake said, and he walks away. I came inside.

"What did you guys do when I was gone?" My dad said, with his arms crossed.

"I just tutored him that's all" I said.

"Is he your boyfriend?" He said.

"What, no dad" I said.

"Was he flirting with you?" He asked.

"Dad, you want to talk about boys?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Am just worried about you. Your not going to be my little girl forever" he said.

I gave him a hug. 

"Am always going to be your little girl. Ok?" I said.

I feeling him nodding.

"Don't worry about it" I said.

"I will try not too" I said.

I gave him a kiss on the cheek, goodnight, and went up stairs to change, and go to sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about, Blake. He was just.......perfect. Was he holding, and kissing my hand his way of flirting? Something about him was not right. He is warmer then other people, he is to perfect, and to kind. When he said there's not many people you can trust. Does that mean him included?Nah he is to perfect.

 I went to school early today. So I went to my locker and designed it a little bit.

"What are you doing?" Somone said behind me. 

It was Blake.

"I was just designing my locker a little bit" I said.

He made a weird face.

"What are you 5?" He said.

"Um no" I said.

"Then how about you stop acting like it" He said.

"Ok, your acting like a dick. What's your problem? What happened to the guy I saw yesterday?" I said, crossing my arms.

"Nothing" he said.

"Well you need to sto......what is that?" I said. I was looking near his chest, and their was a big cut, near his chest. It was like a wolf or a bear, cut his chest.

I touched it.

"Ow" he said in pain.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Um nothing" he said. 

I was looking through my locker because I always get cuts all the time so I had this cream for it.

"Follow me" I said.

I go all the way to the back of the school, and no one was there.

"Put this on" I said, giving him the cream.

"I can't" he said.

"Why not?" He said.

He showed be his fingers their was a lot of band-aids.

"Then I will do it" I said.

He takes of his shirt.

"Um ok" I said.

I rub the cream on him, and I see a lot of muscle.

I hear him chuckle.

"What?" I asked.

"Your blushing" he said.

Then I felt embarrassed.

"Can you hurry up?" He said.

Rude 

"Done" I said.

He puts his shirt back on.

"Man that took forever" he said, getting his things and leaving.

What the hell?

So it was after school, at night because I just came back from Harpers house.

"Hey there beautiful" A guy said.

"Hey" I said.

"Come with us" Another guy side.

"No, thank you" I said.

I try to walk away.

"Where do you think your going?" A guy said, grabbing my arm.

I punch him in the face and make a run for it.

I can hear them following me.

I run into a dead end.

"Stay away from me" I said.

A guy pushed me in the wall, and takes off all my clothes, and then he kisses my neck.

"Stop, please stop" I said.

Then he got off me, and another guy comes, and beats them up, they were on the ground and I see Blake take of his jacket and putting it on me.

"Are you ok?" He asked.

I shook my head no, crying.

He gives me a hug.

"Is anything broken, bruised?" He asked, looking at me.

"My arm" I said.

"Come on" he said, carrying me to his car.

"How did you find me?" I asked.

"Your yelling is very loud" he said.

"What is wrong with you? You acted like a total dick at school, and you just saved me" I said.

"I guess I can't find my correct emotions around you" he said.

"Ha ha very funny" I said, sarcasmly.

The rest of the ride we went to a house, that was not mine.

"Where are we?" I asked.

"At my house" Blake said, picking me up, and going inside and puts me down the coach.

"Can I see your arm?" He asked.

"But, that means I have to take off the jacket" I said.

"I just want to fix your arm" he said.

I take off the jacket. I start biting my lip, and he stares at my arm then at me. I stop biting my lip, and we both stare at eachother.

"What?" He said.

"Two weeks I have known you, and I feel something. I think something is wrong with me" I said.

He chuckled.

"Well your arm is just  sprained so I have bandages upstairs" he walks up stairs.

I take my hair, and put it into a high pony tail, and he comes back, and raps me with bandages. Then he stares at me, and I touch his hand, and he stares at my hand.

"Sorry" I said.

Putting my hand away, and he grabs my wrist.

"Don't stop" He said.

He puts my hand back in his.

I start chewing on my lip again, he stares at my lip.

"God, I really want to bite that lip" he said.

"I think I would like that" I said.

He puts his hand on my cheek.

Then he snaps out of it.

"Um" He said.

He takes his hand off my cheek.

"Yea, um do you have any clothes I can borrow?" I asked.

"Yea" he said, he goes up stairs.

I can't believe that just happened. There is something wrong with him. He is stronger than most people. That's not normal, and he randomly saves me. Was he following me? He comes back, with a long Black  t shirt.

"Thank you" I said.

I put the t shirt on.

"I will give it back soon" I said.

"Keep it" he said.

"Really?" I asked.

"You look better then it than I do" he said.

I chuckled.

"I should probably drive you home" he said.

"Yea" I said.

We go to his car, and we don't talk the whole ride, intel we get to my house.

"Thanks for the ride" I said.

"Next time, stay out of trouble" he said, so mean.

I roll my eyes, and close the door, and he drives away.

It's a good thing my dad, works at night today, or he would flip. So I go home, and go to sleep on my bed.