7 ● Xavier

"Ugh. Nah, not my type." Tobi grimaced.

"Wow, wasn't expecting that reaction at all. Is he not that ugly." Blake said poking at him.

"He just doesn't interest me a bit. Trust me, I can do better."

I chuckled. I kind of felt a little pity for whoever Blake might have pointed to him that last minutes. It's a pity he doesn't meet his best boyfriend list.

"Ugh, not this again." Blake whines throwing themselves at Tobi in an attempt to shove him aside but failed making it seems like a playful side push.

"You are really not going to end up with a boyfriend to take to prom at this rate if you kept on with this your you can do better of a thing." They emphasize their words wriggling two fingers from both hands at him.

I shook my head trying to ignore their little quest as I walked past them towards my locker to pick up books I will be needing for my next class.

The lunch break was over and the both of them had decided to follow me to my locker before we escort Blake back to their class since theirs is a totally different floor from ours. Them being in commercial class. Their class is a floor above us.

I opened my locker to bring out my agriculture textbook when a light blue colored envelope slip down on opening it. Tobi was quick to pick it up waving the piece at me with a teasing smirk. "Oh, oh, a love letter? I thought the students gave up on writing you one when they found out you don't read their letters but disposed it instead."

I sighed bringing out the book I needed closing my locker. I turned to them. "Just throw it away since you know that's what I do." I made to collect the envelope from him, wanting to toss it to the nearest trashcan to us, but he was quick to take his hand away.

"Ohh, come on. It's being a while you get one of this. It won't hurt if we read it this time around." Blake said as I sighed resting my back against the lockers knowing there is no way I can stop them from reading it.

Blake chuckles moving closer to Tobi who already opened the letter as they started reading out, loud enough for only us to hear.

"Hi cutie.." Blake started. I turned my attention to them.

"Ohh ohh" Tobi whistled wriggling his eyebrows at me. I scoffed folding my arms to my chest.

"It's me, Paxton, from the basketball team." Blake raised up their head at me in surprised. "Paxton? Like Paxton Paxton?.

That indeed caught my attention too. I snatched the note from Blake's reading it all over again while Blake and Tobi rushed towards me to read the note alongside me.

Hi cutie, it's me, Paxton from the basketball team. I bet you don't remember me any longer. I once asked a request from you to teach me calculus. You probably forgot, that's why I'm sending this lovely notes to remind you about it.

I'm down to start any time you want. We can choose your house or mine for the date, sorry I mean tutorial.

Yours most handsome, Paxton.

I frowned boiling down in anger as I squeezed the letter hard in my fist before tossing it into my locker slamming it close.

I turned to see my friends giving me the look. Knowing what it meant. I knew what it meant. Clearing my throat I tried to ignore them. "We should get to class. We will be late." I said turning to walk away.

"No, no!" Blake jumped in front of me, spreading their arms out trying to prevent me from walking away. "We need to talk dude. Why don't you tell us anything about Paxton asking you out?"

"What the heck Blake? Asking me out? He only asked me to tutor him."

"It's still the same thing though. He is obviously interested in you and this is really the first time I did find him making a serious move on someone. Writing letter? I don't see him as that type." Tobi eyed. I fumed.

What are they insinuating? That he was asking me out. The letter clearly said he wanted me to teach him in a subject. But nevertheless, who the heck mistakes date for tutorial. Those two are like two words apart.

Asmuchas I would have wanted to deny that they were wrong, I really could see it myself they were right. He was trying to get my attention and knowing the only major reason he ever finds interesting is when he gets sexually attracted to them.

The thought alone made me furious, not only because he founds me sexually attracted to him or because I had never been sexually attracted to someone before, the thoughts repulsed me but because it's him.

It can be anyone but him. Not that sex addicted freak who sees everyone as nothing but a sex toy he could play with when he is interested and tossed them away when he gets bored.

"You really need to be very careful of–" Blake was interrupted when a teacher shouted at us to go to our classes.

We ended up not being able to escort Blake to their class.

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With the way Blake had rushed down from their class to ours when the school was over. It made it obvious they were very interested in conversation we had before we were sent to class.

Blake waved their hand at me. I shook my head. With my seat been situated at the far end of the class with the two doors that leads into the class directly opposite me with easy access to see who leaves or enters the class without having to turn around. I watched as Blake gave a nervous chuckle, moving away from the door giving space for the teacher to walk out of class, as they rushed towards where I was.

"We should talk before you leave for your work"

"Hi to you too." I rolled my eye ignoring their words. I turned to see Tobi still on his seat but looking towards us while he packed his books into his bag.

"Come on Xavier, don't ignore me." Blake said again while I pout at Tobi, pleading with my eye to save me from Blake. He chuckles, carrying his bag before walking towards us.

"Are you done? Let's go."

I quickly carried my bag walking out of the class with them.

"Xavier!" Blake called pulling me by my hand, turning me around in the process to face them. "Are you trying to ignore me just now?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

"About Paxton Of course" I was glad no one was around us at that moment to heard them called his name that loud.

"There is nothing to talk about."

Not that lied. Why should I stress myself talking about him? His intentions are cleared, I have no reasons to accept his offer. I'm never tutoring him neither will I stress myself over him.

"What did you mean there is nothing to talk about? He clearly asked you–"

"Should I bring out the letter once again, so you could point out exactly where he had written he liked me and wanted to ask me out."

"But he–"

"I don't understand why you are so worked up over this but really, there is nothing to be worried about. I am not tutoring him and I don't like him also."

"Sorry I was just a bit worried" Blake forced a smile. Making me felts conscious on whether I should also be worried or not.

"Blake is right though. We all knew Paxton got the charm. And we all have heard what he is capable of."

" You might think you being asexual and not interested in him makes things a lot easier. But what if he turns out to be just like–Whatever, just be careful." Tobi said, both my friends looking at me.

Can I really not take care of myself?

"Thank you, I will be fine. And I want to believe he will stop sending those messages when he gets tired and found someone else that interest him."

Or so I thought.

It's been two weeks after that discussion with my friends, two weeks of every day letter from him. The most annoying part is the fact that the content of all the letters are the same as the first one. Nothing changed, the same words from the beginning to the end.

I don't know what I was expecting anyway. That he should have written something more tangible? I had gotten annoyed one afternoon after class. I walked to my locker bringing out all the letters I had gotten a small bag for putting everything inside as they had started taking up all the space in my tiny locker.

I took them with me to the basketball court, earlier than others as my normal routine. I wasn't surprised to find him there waiting. He had made it his own quest also to come early, so he could persuade me more before his teammates arrived.

I had angrily thrown the bag filled with the letters are him before I told him to stop pestering me and quit behaving like an asshole he actually was. He had picked up the bag telling me he will prove to me that he was serious about wanting me to tutor him.

Everything about him scream lies. I wondered why he was trying this hard to make me tutor him though. When he clearly saw I had no interest in him. Isn't he supposed to back off already.

"Then go and stand outside for the rest of the class since you can't mention who you were writing this to."

I sighed, throwing daggers at Tobi with my eyes who pout feeling bad about it before I walked out of the class resting my back against the wall.

The teacher had seen me reading some letters scribbled on a small notes in the class. He had asked who I was exchanging those letters with since it was obvious it's from the class. I told him I was the only one, and he had sent me out. I am glad Tobi haven't said the truth that he was the actual culprit. I really needed some time alone, maybe me being outside all by myself will do a little help.

Tobi was asking about Paxton in the notes he kept throwing towards me from his seat. I always tried to avoid any discussions related him whenever my friends asked. I guess he couldn't keep waiting for me to talk and had started sending those notes to ask me what's going on.

It's funny how I wasn't really fazed by this while my friends were the one overly worried. What's even so special about him that everyone thinks so highly of him. I scoffed kicking the pen cover in front of me as I turned looking up the classroom hallway.

The person I saw annoyingly made my heart skipped a bit. Paxton. He was also standing outside a classroom with a guy who I recognized from also been in the basketball team. Paxton laughed at whatever his friend might have said to him while he shoved his hand into his hair pulling them up to the back before grinning.

He really is so good looking, no doubt about that.

I froze on realizing he had caught me staring at him. I pulled my gaze away, chewing softly on my inner cheek, feeling embarrassed from being caught.

"Cutie"

I gasped, jolting away from the sound to see Paxton grinning. He had whispered the word in my ears. I rubbed my ear trying to ease of the lingering feelings before glaring at him. "What the heck dude?"

"I saw you staring, so I thought I should come over and say hi."

I frowned, is this some kind of joke to him. Am I some kind of joke to him? Ignoring the way my heart had started to beat fast, probably from the way he had scared me earlier. I pulled out of AirPods from my pocket plugging them into my ears before playing some music while trying my best to ignore his intimidating presence around me.

But why the heck is my heart still beating this fast?

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