The hallway went silent as I walked threw the door, it felt as if people went out of their way just to look at me. I pretended not to care and carried on strolling past the 'statues' surrounding me.
Girls glared at me with makeup caked up all over their faces.
"Damn" I heard someone say and instantly turned around only to see a guy smirking at me.
I laughed "You know usually in Denver we greeted by saying hi," I said sending a smirk back at him.
"Well then lets start over? I'm Bryce and you are?" He said stepping closer towards me,
"Holland" I answered.
Bryce was tall and had brown hair that was messy but always looked good. It felt like a minute until we were best friends. As Bryce was walking me to my locker he told me stories about his child hood and we laughed so much my sides hurt. The bell rang as I stepped into Science- Ew Science the worst lesson, first period, on a Monday? I think I've just experienced hell.
I huffed and sat down at a desk near the back of the class room and snatched out my phone only to get like ten messages from Bryce. Most of them were "Denver Girl" or "Now you're Washington Girl" one surprisingly just said "Hi" I chuckled and looked up staring into the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.
I think I was drooling, or under his spell. He was gorgeous.
"Is this seat taken?" He asked in his husky voice.
"Uhhhh no?" I said choking on my own words. Gosh I'm such an idiot!
"I'm Thomas by the way," he said as if he was the snake and I was his victim getting pulled into his trans.
For the rest of the day the only words that were replying in my head was "I am Thomas" . Everything else was blurred English, Maths and then recess. I sat at an empty table with Bryce and his girlfriend Carly. She was so fake if was giving me a headache! I ran to the bathroom and took an aspirin, this sucked.
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