Remember Me - (A Jimmy Fallon Fanfiction)

New Kid

Warning: It starts kind of slow but I swear it gets better. Please be patient.

Heather's POV:
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I roll over and hit the off button on my alarm. Sigh Ugh here goes nothing. My first day of highschool at my new school. I hope I don't slip up like last time. I hope I can keep it natural.

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Shit I hit snooze instead off. Time to get moving. I get up and get dressed in jeans and a black tank and a baggy red plaid shirt that was my moms. I finish off my look with my moms combat boots. God she loved these. Then I brush my teeth and hair and head down for breakfast. My dad is still sleeping so I eat an apple and leave a note saying that I walked to school. I get there in about five minutes. It's small so blending isn't an option. I walk in and people are already looking at me and whispering. I'll play the shy girl. I haven't tried that yet. God I hope this works. I pull my books close to me, raise my shoulders and I don't make eye contact. I look up to see where I'm going and a couple making out catches my eyes for a quick second. They notice me. Curse my height. Why must I be 5ft 11in tall? "What are you looking at perve? Move along, I don't want to have to look at you any longer." I stop dead in my tracks. That got me. I straighten my back, drop my shoulders, raise my head, and slowly turn towards them. I look him dead in the eyes. He says "Can you here me? I said . . . " I raise my hand and force him to stop talking. I decide I'm going to be me. I haven't tried that yet either and I'm tired of the don't use your powers bullshit. I'm going to use my powers, I just won't let anyone know what I'm doing. I say apologize. They both say they are sorry. I"m not satisfied. I say, "like you mean it" while lightly flicking my fingers towards the floor.

Jimmy's POV:

Holy shit! Are they kissing her shoes?! How did she get a senior to kiss her shoes?! Oh my god! She's walking this way. . . . Woah. I swear it felt like something pushed me off to the side right before she passed by. Dude, everyone has moved out of her way. Who is she anyways? I don't recal seeing her last year. Maybe she's the new girl that everyone is talking about.

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Shit! I'm going to be late for class. Why is math first? I hate math. I go to sit down in the only seat left. It's behind her. I hope she doesn't notice me. I really don't want to kiss shoes today. Wow, she smells nice. It's a . . . sweet smell. Like the first day of summer. "Welcome class, to the first day back to school. We have a new student. Heather, will you please come up here and introduce yourself," I heard the teacher say. She stood up and I could smell her again. She stood tall and proud. I heard her say, "Hi, my name is Heather Rose and I moved here this summer from none ya." She smiled the prettiest smile I have ever seen. She sat back down and I acted like I was stretching just so I could inhale that amazing smell of hers and not seem like I was smelling her. Class was slow.

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The bell rang and I went to my second class which was history which was second on my list of classes I hate. Math was first. I had class with her again and this time I got left sitting to the right of her. She was asked to introduce herself again and she gave the same amazing introduction. She smiled the same amazing smile but this time I swear she smiled right at me. She sat down and I couldn't help but watch her write. The sun shined in behind her just perfectly.