Dear Diary: Chapter 2

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After successfully escaping that hell hole of a house, I excitedly made my way to my new school. Minutes passed and I still didn't reach school.

Strange I thought to myself, I could have sworn it was this way. Confused I scanned my surroundings, lost in my own bewilderment. How the heck did I get lost going to school?

For an intelligent Girl like me (let me stroke my ego a little). How the hell did I get lost? This  new town isn't even that big. How did I manage that?

Before I almost choked on all my racing thoughts, I spotted a guy from a distance with a similar uniform to me, near a bakery on a cool looking black motorcycle . I could tell that we go to the same school as he had the same school logo imprinted on his chest. However, his uniform was a bit um...

Different?

His polo was dark in appearance darker then the usual appearance of our school's royal blue polo top, which gave him the appearance of a troubled, typical "bad boy" you see in all these Highschool tv shows. And oh my days don't let me get started on this guy's extra attire.

I can make out that he had 2 or 3 earring on each ear, not the stereotypical white and black studs. I'm talking about he had those dangling earrings with small symbolic charms accompanied with a few silver studs and multiple chains dangling from his neck and trousers. 

From the distance I'm standing. I was able to just make out what one of the charms was.

A cookie?

Really? Out of all the charms he could have chosen a cookie... Nevertheless he some how pulled it off. 

I take a break from drooling over him and proceeded to check the time on my smart phone.

"Shoot" I exclaimed. I'm going to be seriously late if I don't find out where this freaking school is.

"E-excuse me" I sheepishly said as I hurried to cross the road over to that guy.

"Yeah, what's up?"he replied looking up from his phone examining me from head to toe then back up again staring at my school badge on my chest.

"Hold up. Before you say anything let me guess what you are going to say. Your trying to get to school and your lost right?" He  exclaimed right after, before looking back down at his phone.

"I- yeah how did you know?" I asked with a mixture of shook and surprised look on my face.

Looking up from his screen, concentrating his eyes on my lips before eventually moving his eyes to meet mine. He rested his hand at the back of his neck, allowing out a quiet snicker, which slowly turned into a gentle smile.

Damn I knew he was Handsome from far away, but thank the Lord that my vision wasn't playing games with me, because he is way more handsome up close. Even the word handsome doesn't do his looks justice.

" I noticed you frantically walking up and down the street before eventually fixing your gaze at me plus you have the South Hill high uniform on " he said breaking my train of thought.

Yikes,he saw me checking him out.

"Ooh um yeah that makes sense" I sheepishly replied, lowering my head. To keep him from seeing the embarrassment written on my face.

"Get on" he gently called out to me.

What? What is he talking about.

Before I know what was happening this guy, who is still practically a stranger may I add, hoped on his motor cycle.

Oh my, he looks so cool on that cycle.

And offered me a ride to school, by patting on the back seat of his motorcycle.

Umm I know I am new to this Highschool stuff but... isn't that weird?

Inviting a random girl you just meet, who you do not even know the name of, to sit at the back of your motorcycle.

Just as if he read my mind, he asked for my name.

"Y/N Johnson" I blurted out, as I tensed my shoulder by that shock of that question.

"Y/N Johnson ay, that's a pretty name. But I can't say the same to the bearer of that name" he chuckled to himself.

I- I was offended. I know I am a lot of things like smart, well put together and responsible. But I am not ugly.

He must have noticed that his earlier statement  had clearly offended me. As he got off his motorcycle and stood in front off me offering to help me get on to his motorcycle.

"Um please don't be sad I didn't mean it. I just joking around" he said with his head facing the floor, obviously regretting what he had said earlier.

"It's alright, let's just get to school, I don't want to be late on my first day" I said patting him on the back before hopping on to his motorcycle.

I know a 100% my father would not approve me jumping on to a random boys motorcycle but I need to fully live the Highschool experience.

He smiled softly looking down on me as I got on to his motorcycle. Quickly getting on his ride he drove as fast as the local speed rate would allowed, towards the direction of our school. I think, I wouldn't know.

But wait, I forgot to ask for his name-

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Yes people that's it for now . I hoped you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.

( I sincerely apologise for all the spelling and grammar mistakes!!!)

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And I'll see you hopefully on the next chapter😎

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