Elle's POV
"I am Sean. The new guy, as I hear everyone is saying."
From behind my locker door, I giggled. Sean glanced.at me and gave me a small smile.
Emma, on the other hand, turned around to face me, and sneered. Then she turned around back to Sean with a smile on her face like nothing had ever happened.
Sort of like my dad. Just act like nothing had ever happened.
"Of course," she told Sean. "We were just advising this girl on her fashion choices." Then they strutted away, but not before Emma handed Sean a piece of paper and leaning over to whisper in his ear, "call me."
As they walk away, I go back to my locker, focusing on getting my books and getting through this day, without anyone noticing the scars and bruises on me. Honestly, I expected Sean to go back to his loner thing, and we would never speak again.
So imagine my surprise when I find that he is still there when I close my locker door.
"Hi," he says to me. "I'm Sean."
I make some sort of squeaking noise as I stare straight into his blue eyes.
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Stereotypes
Teen FictionSean and Elle have a... Complicated relationship. But a boy likes a girl and a girl likes a boy. What could go wrong? The answer: many things.
