The Secret Life of Hanna Marie

            Chapter One- First Day

"Take your seats class and begin copying my rules, in which are listed on the board." Mr. Donnagen said.

"Kill me." I heard a familiar voice from the back of the room. I turned around, and there he was, the one guy I had actually fallen for in all these years of going to this school, Zachary Smith. Omg he might like me this time,maybe just maybe. I thought, biting my lip.

"Hey..um-" I interrupted him.

"Hanna."

"Hanna- do you have a pencil?"

"Yeah, sure, one second." I said digging through my backpack, looking through my very organized bags. Found one. I thought. I reached out to him and gave a friendly smile.

"Thanks Hanna."

"It's nothing."

"Hey, so you're really pretty-" Mr. Donnagen walked by and slapped his hand down on the desk behind me-Zachary's desk.

"Pretty? Zachary..will you please answer the question?"

"Sure thing." He looked around the room for some sort of signal when all of a sudden, the room got quiet, and a tall figure stood in the doorway.

"Um..Biology pre-ap? Room-" he stopped and looked out of the door at the plaque. "Room 110?"

"Yes sir. Are you our new student?" Mr. Donnagen sounded enthusiastic.

"Yeah. I'm Dylan."
Dylan. Wow. Catchy, I wonder if he plays sports..

"Well Dyaln, if you will find a seat. Since it's the first day of school, we are going over our rules."

Dylan looked around the room, looking for a seat. Then he started walking around and sat beside me.

"Hey." I glanced up from my paper.

"Hey, your-" he peeked at my paper to see my name. "Let me guess...Hanna?"

"Haha very funny. But yeah I'm Hanna Hiltredge, but I go by Hanna Marie."

"I'm Dyaln. Dylan Kahn."

"Kahn?"

"It's a family name." He rolled his eyes.
Wow. He's hot!!!

"Oh okay. So where did you come from?"

"Florida."

"Cool." I looked back down smiling and looking at him through the corner of my eye. Dylan..

      Chapter Two- My New Partner
Beep!Beep!Beep! I reached over and turned my alarm clock off. It read 6:20 which is earlier than my normal wake up time...but it is picture day today so I decided to do something different.

"Breakfast!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

"What is it?!" I yelled back that way if it was anything other than pancakes I could go on throughout my morning.

"Blue berry and chocolate chip pankcakes!" She yelled once more, so I threw on my volley ball jersey and Nike shorts and jogged downstairs.

"That's not what your wearing is it?"

"Mom why would I wear this on picture day?!" I said motioning to my outfit.

"Well calm down I was just wondering-" she was cut off by a car horn honking.

"Could that be dad?"

"I don't think so..he shouldn't be home until Sunday." The car was still honking. I left the conversation and went to see who it was. I nearly had a heart attack when I saw who it was-Dylan.

"Um, why are you at my house this early?"

"I don't know I was bored and thought I could drive you today."

"Um-" Dyaln cut in,

"It is picture day and you don't want your hair to be all frizzy do you?"

"I'm not even ready."

"Go finish... I'll be here."

"Thanks?"

I ran inside and plugged in my wand so I could curl my hair. While it was heating up I went to my desk and grabbed my makeup pouch. I grabbed my phone and looked at the time. It was 6:30. Since I had a ride today I didn't need to worry about the bus,so I took my time getting ready. With my hair curled perfectly and my makeup fully on, I went to my closet and pulled out some high waisted shorts and a tank top with one of those shirts you put over that said "bite me" and I also grabbed some white converse with a white snapback.

"Mom?!"

"Yes?!"

"Where's my backpack?!"

"Down here!" When she said that I jogged down the stairs and grabbed my bag and walked into the living room to see Dylan sitting there.

"Beautiful." He said.

"Than - lets just go." He nodded and walked out the front door, me directly right behind him.

"I'm driving."

"Nah dip idiot! Its your car." He smirked when I said that.

                  ~20 minutes later~

We got to school and Dylan had a point about my hair. If I would've rode the bus, I'd probaly have an afro.

"Hey let's cut." He whispered.

"No! Its picture day!"

"Fine. Go take your pictures then meet me back here."

"Okay." I smiled and ran off.

          Chapter 3- No class

"Done?" Dylan asked.

"Yea." I answered.

"Let's go," he paused, "to the movies?"

"Uh sure wherever."

~~~~~~~~~15 minutes later~~~~~~~~~

"Hey sir, two tickets please?" Dylan flashed the clirk a smile. His braces showed. They were pink and black.

"Movie?" The clirk asked back.

Dylan turned to me.