Jaxson considered himself a self proclaimed anti romantic.

He always seethed with annoyance when he saw couples getting all touchy in the hallways, enjoying kisses, watching the sunset... whatever! It was all nonsense...

Then... he met you.

And he never yearned for something more. If only you gave him a chance! He wanted to buy flowers and watch the sunset and cuddle and--- what's wrong with him?!

You, some popular kid in his honors chemistry class that he was partnered up with. The worst part? You barely acknowledged him. Fine! This was fine, this was alright, seeing you didn't make his heart wrench or anything. Totally.

"You finished with the lab report?" Jaxsons been itching for a smoke all day, his leg bouncing. Addicted? Maybe.

He thumbs his lighter in his pocket and watches you, jesus f-ck you were pretty. Real pretty. How was a single person that pretty?