Chapter 1

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Comments and votes are welcomed! Picture on the side is of Giovanni. Now on with the story........

Chapter One

    I sat in the back of every class. It was a usual day in my senior year. Until a group of four boys walked into the room during my last period. Every girl, save me, was swooning over the new comers. The school had been buzzing about all the new students we were getting. Apparently they had bought up the reservation and had built mansions, or castles depending on your source, on it because all the families lived together. Olivia was sure to be all over them. She was the popular bitch of the school, willing to do anything to be rich and stay that way. She thinks that because her family has money she rules the school. I had never told anyone how much money my parents had left me or how much my grandparents had. We lived in an average house because we couldn’t care less about how much money we have. We have each other and that’s what matters. Mrs. Gilbertson was happy to have new faces. She is a bigger lady but is very nice. She looked up at the group with a smile, her green eyes hidden a bit by her glasses. “Hello, you must be our new students. Would you like to tell the class a bit about yourselves.”

    “Certainly.” One of the blondes bowed to her with a smirk. He turned to us. “My name is Daniel Crook and I’m single.” He sent a wink to Mrs. Gilbertson as she laughed.

    “I can see we have a flirt in our class.” She smiled. She was always one to just take people as they came and not judge them. “Find a seat Daniel.” Another blonde stepped up after Daniel had moved away.

    “I’m David Crook and Daniel is my idiot twin brother.” He grinned as Daniel held a over his heart dramatically.

    “You wound me brother!” He cried out causing most of the class to laugh. I smiled but didn’t join in their laughter. Looking at them both I could tell they were identical twins. Both had dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. They also shared a butt chin. David moved to the seat next to his brother.

    “I’m Tom Robertson.” A more plain looking guy said. He was still good looking but he had brown hair and eyes making him seem a bit plain compared to his friends. “I hope to kick ass in football. Oops. Sorry Mrs. G.” He smiled ruefully at her but she just waved him off as some of the girls giggled and I swear they were drooling. I rolled my eyes. He moved to sit by his friends revealing a god standing behind him. Dirty blonde hair and brown eyes. I glanced at the other girls and fought not to laugh when I saw one girl actually drooling until her friend nudged her and she tried to swiftly wipe it away. I looked back at the god.

    “I’m Giovanni Parker.” Oh wow. His voice was amazing. Deep and velvety. “I’m am good at every sport.” He smirked confidently and then his eyes landed on mine. I felt my body heat up and felt the sudden urge to kiss him. I pulled my gaze from him and shook my head to clear my thoughts. He moved over and sat with his friends which I just now realized placed him right beside me. He sent me a dazzling smile which made me smile back at him.

    The bell finally rang and everyone rushed to get out the door. I waited for the people in my row to leave as I slowly packed my stuff. The entire hour Giovanni had been sneaking glances at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. I had tried to look into his mind but he seemed to be connected to many other minds and I had never felt anything like his mind. His group of friends were the same and they were definitely connected to each other. Giovanni turned to me and held out his hand. “I’m Giovanni.” He smiled sweetly at me. I returned his smile.

    “Naomi Hale.” I said as I shook his hand. It felt as if someone had decided to shot electricity, the good kind, into me when our skin touched. I shuddered at the feeling and this caused his smile to change into a smirk. I saw a flash of pink in the corner of my eyes and immediately knew that Olivia stood there with her posse. Giovanni dropped my hand and I turned to face Miss Bitch. “Yes?” I asked her with an eyebrow raised in question. We had an agreement that if she left me alone I wouldn’t beat her up again and she had never come up to me before. She annoyingly popped her bubble gum. She was in full pink from the to small tank top to the mini skirt and heels.

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