The New Girl and The Bet

Nice to Meet you Bitchy Mguee

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Hey guys! After spending so much time on here reading other high school love stories I've decided to try and make my own writing in all my free time! Hope you enjoy and show your love!

Pic of maya above! Played by Adriana Lima
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The desks around me were crowded with overly hormonal teenagers checking each other out, myself included; it's not my position to lie to you about these things. It's the not-so-cute Acne infested dweeb you caught so "discreetly"checking out your ass. You ate one too many cupcakes over the break and I am sorry to inform you your hips are receiving the tragic aftermath. No judgment though because I've always been one to splurge on the sweets.

That's not the direction I went this summer though, finally striking puberty gold at 16. Along with my new look, that wasn't the only big change in those few short months. I had moved all the way from Texas to Cali and left my few good friends and cousins behind. I hadn't been expecting the large move, but witness protection program wasn't exactly lenient with their rules. The thought made me shudder. I really wanted to leave that all behind. Get the chance to start over - no- The chance to start over with a completely new look.

With my D mounted chest and a somewhat excuse of a butt, I felt as if Glinda the good came down from her "wicked "heaven and made me her new project. I already had pretty good style which came from tons of practice, but you don't see boys drooling after a nice blouse.

Which, when I noticed the new male attention towards me I was feeling quite out of place. My flowy black V-neck Cami was not problematic last year with my small amount of chest, but I realize now that it's quite a revealing number. Believe me, I hadn't thought about it when I paired it with light wash easy jeans, a floral kimono, and black pointed toe flats. I hate to admit it, but the new attention was something I kinda enjoyed. No, not because I wanted all these boys staring at me, I've never even kissed a boy, But because I felt I was finally getting credit for my cute style. Then again, I knew deep down it was probably just because of my new figure. Eh, at least I could pretend it was the budding fashion designer in me.

It's also nice to have interests other than my one and only love, Carl from the walking dead. Over the exhausting summer my life literally only consisted of Netflix, sleep, and packing/unpacking. I'd come to know Carl very well over the break. Chandler Riggs, the actor who plays him, is only a year younger than me and with those eyes.... Yeah ....... My dream bo-

My thoughts are interrupted as the first period bell sounds. Taking a break from fantasizing of my last interaction with a boy, I search around the room for the seemingly inexistent teacher. When my search is done I decide to peer around the room at the new environment and the real boys. Just as I start my search the peppy girl next to me decides to speak up, "Hey I'm Tris! You're new right?" Her long bleach blonde hair was in a ponytail and she smiled a bleach white smile- a little too bleachy.

"Yeah, I'm Ka-Maya, I'm Maya." Shit. Shit! I accidentally started saying my real name- my old one.

"That's pretty, it's nice to meet you Ka- Maya," she said smirking. For a moment I ponder ripping the cheeky expression off her face.

"You too Tristan! That's what Tris is short for right? "I spoke in a sickeningly sweet tone, then whipped my attention toward my phone.
She scoffed and I'm pretty sure for second she was going to start running her thin lips once again, but she sighs defeated and winks to a boy in the front row.

Tending to my screen I almost immediately type Jamie's number in. Just because they gave me another phone doesn't mean I don't remember her number, fresh in my memory. I sure miss my old best friend, and who could blame me for wanting to talk to her? The First girl I met was a total bitch and I'd like a friend to talk to about my new life. I felt so guilty that my friends would never get to see me again, that I never got a chance to say goodbye. I opted against it though, knowing the severe consequences of my location being compromised.

Setting my IPhone 6 down against the sleek wooden desk I notice the boy in front of Bitchy Mcguee turning in his seat. She primps her hair in preparation for a conversation with him and smiles sweetly at his turning figure. Shocking her and I both, he turns his back on her and looks straight at me, his eyes trailing over my figure stopping at my chest, "Welcome to Paramount high Maya, seems like ol' tristan here has a stick up her ass."

Classy.

Tris is dumbfounded at what he said and I can't help but smile with a new found confidence, "Its nice to get a warm welcome, but my eyes are up here Bucko'."
He takes his sweet time trailing his eyes up to meet mine, and just as he is about to respond the new young teacher walks in bringing a halt to our strange moment. He settles for a normal smile and turns around in his chair. Did he say what his name was? Directing my attention to the teacher, I notice she's wearing loose slacks and gray cardigan over a T-shirt. Yuck. She introduces herself as Miss Laine and welcomes everyone back to school and her AP English class. Continuing on she enthusiastically says, "Please give a warm Paramount welcome to our new student, Maya!"

She points, motioning me to stand up, and I cringe. Do teachers know how annoying and nerve racking it is to do that? I had to do this once before in at my new elementary school and I ended up crying because a boy shouted,"She's so ugly!" I awkwardly pull myself from the narrow desk and give a little wave to all the eyes now resting on me. The boy in front of Tris, turns once again showing his piecing blue eyes. And guess what he does; the perv lets out a low whistle directed at me and the rest of the boys erupt into catcalls following him. Feeling slightly exposed I ponder on what to do. Smile? Cry? Flip them off? Opting for the latter I try to discreetly flip off the icey blue-eyed peeping Tom. Ms.Laine gasps, seeing my form of expression towards him. He was getting me in trouble on the first day! Seething with anger, my hatred of him seemed to grow more and more by the second. The teacher sent me an unruly death glare and ran frantically around the room trying to stop the chaos.  It's not my fault I have two sacks of fat naturally grown on my chest unlike her. Okay, that was a little mean.

Plunking back in in my chair I faintly hear Miss Laines' gasps and cries for the attention of all the gorillas in heat. God, I'm going to regret that, detention on the first day? Mom will be so pissed.
" You two," Miss Laine growls, jamming her fingers towards us,"principals office. Now."//

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