Lost

Chapter 1 - The Rude Gentleman

I bump into a tall guy, most likely a new one since I haven't seen him before, and I shove him out of my way.

"That was rude." he remarks cheekily.

"Well that's not the way to speak to a lady, now is it?" I say in an overly-sweet voice coated with a thick layer of sarcasm. His dark eyes fix on mine which I respond to with a bored expression.

"Well then, I'm sorry m'lady but you're in front of my locker." he says with a mocking tone. I roll my eyes and step to the side so that I can open his locker. I look to my right to see if "mystery boy" is still there and notice he is three lockers down from me. I sigh in irritation and begin to fix my books.

I can't help but sneak a glimpse at this new kid, my curiosity is getting the best of me. His dark hair falls above his eyes making him seem almost secretive and intriguing. His chiseled jaw is probably his best feature along with his tan skin. My eyes scan his body as I make a mental note that I have seen better. He isn't a walking steroid like most of the decent guys in my year, but he isn't scrawny either. His height is what impresses me most, he is about a foot taller than I will ever be. He is defiantly not the best looking boy I have seen, but something about him intrigues me. Maybe it's the way his smile curls up into a cheeky, but not douchey grin. Or maybe it's the fact his clothing choice consists of a black band t-shirt and dark jeans paired with grey converse instead of a pastel colored button down with khakis. I tilt my head in fascination, something about him fascinates me.

He suddenly turns his head towards my direction and I quickly turn back to my locker burying my head in it and breathing in heavily. He probably thinks I'm a desperate skank. I peek out of my locker to see if he's still looking at me, which he is, with that cheeky grin plastered onto his face. I roll my eyes and walk away, hugging my books against my chest and walk to English with my head held high. Who cares if he thinks I'm a skank? The whole school does. Yeah I sleep around, so what? What's the big deal. When you aren't given love, you are desperate to feel something, anything, and this is the way I deal with it.