Not That Familiar

Chapter 2

Lorelei and I waited for the class president in the auditorium for fifteen minutes, but it seemed to pass in the blink of an eye. Pettily enough, I spent a good majority of that time scrutinizing and checking out my schoolmates. Most of them were younger than me, like Leo, but there were some that looked about my age and didn't look friendly.

At all.

Matter of fact, Lorelei didn't look friendly, either, and I probably would've avoided her in the halls had we not drove the same bus to the institute. She resembled that actress on TV – Miranda Cosgrove – quite a bit in the face; and the way she shaped and colored in her super light blonde eyebrows made her look like she was wearing a perpetual scowl.

But she was okay, I guess.

"Is it just me, or does it feel a little too hot in here?"

"Uh, hello. There are, like, a billion people in here, so no shit it's going to get hot in here, dumbass," Leo spat from behind us. I felt Lorelei stiffen beside me and I had to purse my lips together in a thin line to keep myself from bursting out in laughter.

"What did you just call me, you ugly fu--?"

"—Hello, new kids on the block! Sorry I'm late, guys."

His voice was amazing. Even before I looked up from watching the exchange between Lorelei and Leo, I knew he would be unique and incredible. I was right. He was movie-star beautiful, porn-star gorgeous. I'd never seen anyone up close who was so perfect. He had huge, almond-shaped eyes that were a deep, Persian-blue. He had Young Johnny Depp's face and his skin was that kind of flawless creaminess that you see on TV and in magazines.

His hair was blonde – almost borderline white – that fell in heavy waves just an inch or two short of his shoulders. His body was, well, perfect. He wasn't jock-huge or grossly muscular or anything like that. This guy's body was perfect because he was strong, but lean. And he had a great smile. (Not like I could really see it from the back of the auditorium, but I just knew someone that hot had to have a great smile.)

"Maleah... Earth to Maleah...!"

"Huh?" I said. Speaking of great smiles – I was totally incapable of moving my mouth much at all. (Hot guys with great smiles are the best thieves because they rob you blind of all your motor functions. That, and I've never saw a real life Adonis before.)

Leo huffed in annoyance. "Star-struck already. It never fails."

"Who is that?" Lorelei half-whispered half-hissed, just as amazed as I was with the blonde's sheer faultlessness.

"Who? Him? He's just Na—"

"—than Satterfield, this year's class president. It's a pleasure to meet all of your acquaintances."

"Yep. What he said," Leo groaned.

Nathan Satterfield smiled at me and showed amazingly straight, brilliantly white teeth. (Okay, so I knew he wasn't just smiling at me, but it still felt like he was. He was just... too perfect.) Oh, I guess I forgot to mention that in addition to his perfection had a tattoo on his right forearm of a pinwheel, which somehow magically emphasized his high cheekbones and made him look overall delicious.

He was definitely the guy I wanted to marry.

"Whoa. It's really hot in here. What're those guys upstairs teaching those kids?"

I assumed he was referring to the children the bus driver earlier had – the ones learning how to manipulate the weather. Without his smile and the gentle concern in his voice his words would have seemed harsh. Instead, what Nathan said came off as worried and a little confused.