The Beginning Of My Ending (On Hold)

Chapter Twelve: First Impression

I swear I'm not always oblivious but I think I would have noticed the extra company we had in the car. Maybe if you weren't gawking at Valentino you would have noticed!
I ignore that thought and focused on the awkward tension in the car.

I turn in my seat to face Valentino, who is softly drumming his fingers against the staring wheel. Sending me a shy smile before paying attention to the road ahead, I turn in my seat again but to face the three handsome, or should I say scary handsome gentleman in the back.

The one in the middle had a short auburn afro, dark eyes boring into mine, a small closemouthed smile displayed on his diamond defined face. He had a few piercings on his face, two on his right eyebrow and a lip ring. Which was tempting to look at since he had nice lips. He had warm golden brown skin. I divert my gaze from him to avoid staring and face the other passenger sitting on his right. Dirty blonde hair and cold green eyes glaring at me. He reminds me of that boy doll from Barbie, but with green eyes.

I think his name was Ken or something like that but this guy totally gave off that feeling but more rebellious vibes than preppy. He had tattoos everywhere, since he wasn't wearing a jersey or blazer, his inked arms were open for anyone to catch a glimpse at his ink art. His nails were painted black which-

"If you're done checking us out and finally decide to notice us. I'm Alessandro, this is D'Annunzio and the one in the middle is Cartí ." The blonde haired whose name was Alessandro stated quite blankly his eyes boring into mine with frustration and annoyance.

"Don't mine him, he is just having a bad morning." Cartí chuckled. I nod stiffly and look at the last passenger who is seated on the left side of Cartí. Deep sky blue eyes bore into my dull ones.

Lapis eyes.

Beautiful eyes. Eyes so dark yet so blue and hypnotizing. You could get lost in those eyes that seem to be searching my soul for my darkest secrets. Clear light brown skin, round face, small nose, strong jawline and dimples.

His breathtakingly handsome.

A head full of curly light brown hair with a platinum blonde tips, his hair styled in a curly fohawk, curls sticking out in different directions as if he didn't comb his hair this morning.

"Tino, your girl staring again!"

I shake my head and look at Alessandro who shoots me a disapproving look but smirks slightly at my confusion.

"What?"

"Ohh so now she speaks again, thought you only talked to Tino and gawked at us, how interesting Arizona."

He doesn't like us.

"Erm, I'm- I'm sorry?" I stutter out, my hands shaking lightly. What a first impression Arizona. "I didn't notice there were other people in the car, I was just confused."

I turned back to face the front, twisting my fingers. The car filled with pregnant silence, only Cartí's mumble filling the car space.

Forty minutes late, forty minutes of awkward silence and finally Preston gates come into view, Valentino- who has been silent the entire time, turns into the premises and drives towards the parking lot for the seniors, a few students walking around, some leaving their vehicles and others gathered with their friends at the lot.

"I'm glad this trip is over!" Cartí says amusingly from the back, a grunt from Alessandro follows. Valentino parks his car near the end of the parking lot, underneath a tree. I grab my bag and slip on my blazer, cautiously opening the door and stepping out, the early morning breeze fanning against my face, easing my nerves slightly.

I close the car door, walking away from the car as quickly as I can. Stares and murmurs fill the air. "Did she just come out of Valentino's car?"

"You can't be serious!"

I ignore all the remarks about me as usual and walk through the school doors, my head hung low and my arms gripping my bag straps tightly. I don't stop by my locker and just walk past it since it's not necessary, since my classes are the same as yesterdays. I make my way towards my first class of the day, even though school doesn't started in like an hour from now.

Just need to get away from the glares and comments.

Turning left, than right, climbing the stairs quickly until I reach the third floor. The english classroom being the last classroom on the floor.

I open the door to see no one in the classroom at all. Mr's Jens is no where in sight. I make my towards the back of the class and take a seat at my desk, which is situated at the corner of the classroom.

I lay on my arms, taking deep breathes. Trying to calm myself down.

"Hasn't your mother ever told you, it's rude to leave without saying goodbye?"