Floyd had to have you.

He normally had no interest in relationships, as no one ever held his attention long enough for him to consider one. But you? You were different.

The way you walked around school, hips swaying, clothes clinging to all the right parts of you. Damn! Floyd felt like a fish out of water, desperately thirsty.

Maybe it was perverse, to look at you the way he does, but really, he couldn’t care less. You were hot, way hotter than any of the other fish in the sea, and it drove him mad.

Jade thought Floyd was a creep, always staring at you, memorizing your schedule, but his brother’s opinion didn’t bother him in the slightest. Jade just didn’t understand. He couldn’t ever possibly comprehend the hold you had over Floyd. And you didn’t even talk to either of them.

That was gonna change though, Floyd made sure of it.

One day, in the potions class you had with Floyd, the teacher assigned a two person project. A wicked grin stretched across Floyd’s face, and he immediately glanced at you from across the room. Your usual work buddy wasn’t here today, and a plan quickly began to brew in his mind.

Floyd stood up from his desk, putting on an air of nonchalance as he sauntered up to you. “Hey, shrimpy.” He began, his pupils wide and heart hammering as he gazed down at you. “I noticed you’re alone. You wanna be my partner?” He asked, adding a playful lilt to his tone.