Emma's POV
"Emma Jones?"
I quickly raised my hand as I slid my phone into my purse.
"Yes, you will sit here" The teacher said pointing to a desk. I sat in the very back at a black lab table. I nodded my head as I walked my way over to the table. I plopped down in the chair and placed my purse on the table. As I got comfortable, I heard someone sit down next to me. By the smell of them, I knew it was a guy.
I turned my head slightly to seem like I was looking at the door, but really I was checking out who was going to be my lab partner in Chemistry for the 40 weeks we were in school for. But it was Senior year, so I could care less.
As I could finally see the guy sitting next to me, the rest of the students took their seats.
The kid, who looked about my age, had blonde hair. Looks like it was dyed since I could see his brunette roots growing in. The ends curved upwards, forming a quiff. His hands fiddled in his lap as he wore a couple bracelets. He had on a pair of grey plaid vans and a pair or beige slacks. His shirt; a turquoise polo, skin tight almost. I could see the outline of his nipples through it, making me smirk at the sight. I've never seen him before.
I moved my eyes up his torso to his neck and facial features. His eyes were an ocean blue, looking down at his hands. He was wearing glasses, dark and thick edges to them, making him mysterious.The boy's mouth curved slightly as he focused on his task. His lips were a pale pink, and then he opened his mouth to take a breathe. That's when I saw his smile. His braces, a clear color, allowing them to be almost invisible comparing to his amazing smile. I couldn't help but smile myself.
"Ms Jones." The teacher sighed with an annoyed tone. "Will you stop staring at Mr Horan and pay attention please?
Both mine and "Mr Horan's" cheeks flushed a bright pink as we both refocused on the board.
Through the whole lesson of the new school year and classroom rules, I couldn't help but want to say something to this boy. I barely even knew him, but I needed to.
The hour seemed to pass by like 8 hours, and when the bell rang I jumped up from my little nap. I heard Mr Horan sit up from his nap too. I decided this would be a good time to finally talk to some guys.I have a couple of guy friends but I've only had 2 boyfriends throughout high school.
"Hey, are you new here?" I asked picking up my purse from the table. He juttered at my talking and fixed his glasses.
"I-uh-yeahh I am" He finally stuttered out. And that's when I heard the accent. His thick Irish accent made me have butterflies in my stomach.
Since today was the first day back to school, we had 10 minutes to find our classes. I started walking towards the door so Mr Horan would follow and get that I wanted to talk. I heard the clicking of his vans behind me as I exited the classroom and slowing down so he could walk besides me. I never had any classes with my friends, and whenever they saw me with a guy in the halls they left me alone.
When he started walking next to me, he was looking down the whole time. "I'm Emma by the way"
"I'm-uh Niall."
"Nice to meet you" I said smiling, but he didn't look up to see it.
"So where are you from?" I asked politely, making sure not to scare him off.
"Ir-Ireland." He said looking up real quick before moving his focus back down to his feet.
"Must be beautiful there."I said. He just nodded and kept walking.
When we reached the end of the hall, it was a dead end, so we stopped walking and stood there. He leaned his body against a line of lockers pulling out his phone.
"So, you know where you're going?" I asked Niall.
"N-not really" He murmured.
"Do we have any other classes together?" I asked pulling out my schedule from my back pocket. He gently grabbed it from my hands, looking up at me to make sure it was alright. I smirked and nodded and he surveyed the paper.
"We have-erm three more." He said handing me back the paper. "Next hour, fourt-fourth, and sixth."
"Wow, well then we should head on over so I can show you around some more." I said.
I started to walk back down the hall to show Niall around when I felt a hand on mine, grabbing it and pulling back. I stopped and turned around, slightly confused.
"Oh god-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to touch you like that. I just wan-" He rushed for excuses.
"Hey!" I interupted him. He stopped and shut his mouth. "It's fine. No worries" I reassured him with a smile.
He sighed before taking a deep breathe "Could I maybe-erm have your phone number? Just in case like I get lost or something or need help with anything and stuff.." He mumbled on.
"Sure" I said as he handed over his phone and I punched in my number before texting myself so I had his."So.." I started again as we walked down the hall. "What's our next hour?"
"Hi-history."
I nodded and kept walking with him. I saw him make a quick glance at me before looking back ahead. He was really really shy. A couple of my friends saw me in the hall with him and widened their eyes at me. I don't know what they were thinking, all I was thinking about it what is the rest of this day going to bring me?
Hiiii this is my second fanfic and if you could could you show this to other people? THANK YOU my twitter is @baconiall_ anddd yeah I'll update whenever I can so at least once a week and at the most 7 days a week thankkkk yallllllll
