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Chapter 2

About 5 seconds later I immediately understood what Lexi was talking about, ooo the gym teacher he was delicious.

The scorching sunshine battered down on my bare skin, which was kind of a surprise since all I thought when I thought of Britain was rain, umbrellas and top hats haha but I guess I was wrong huh? I gave my new smoking gym teacher a closed mouth smile and he pointed at me and said "you're the new girl right"

I nodded "yes sir"

That's accent sent the butterflies in my stomach insane

He chuckled flashing his white perfect teeth "no need to call me sir you can call me matt"

I nodded again and walked over to lexi she gave me a look (and considering Iv only known her for a few hours) I could tell what she was saying.

We did a lap around the field and headed inside to the gym, we were doing gymnastics I loved gymnastic, it was the only sport I could do, I could feel his eyes on me whenever I did a handstand or a back flip. He would praise me and tell me i had beautiful lines and i arched my back correctly. what on earth was going on here! his muscely arms got me dreaming and i couldnt help smiling like a bafoon when ever he looked at me or said my name, did i mention he said he loved my name mainly because, 'Cassidy' isn't a popular in England.

"come on class pick up your pase, I'm not convinced that what I just saw was your absolute best, try harder, I believe in you girls and Lauren... Sweetie, what are you trying to do! You like a camel make sure your back is arched inwards, take a look at Cassidy"

I couldn't help but let out a massive cry, okay that was TOTALLY harsh but so funny!

"if you dont know what you doing then follow what cassidy is doing"

every time he looked at me my stomach did a back flip of its own, flashing his winner smile, the way his dark hair perfectly lay the way he smiled with those pink lips, ooo and that accent made my knees tremble, oh how I just wish I was that whistle!

I diverted my gaze quickly before i died of hotguystaring-itouse okay yes i just made that up but you get the picture. how can something that perfect be illegal, I mean people in America do it all the time right? Im 17, he's what around 25 its not thaat bad!

"Yes it is that bad" a familiar voice snapped me out of trance.

"What? Was I thinking out loud?" I wondered

"Yes! and You heard what I said, and I know what you where thinking and it is bad, very bad.. Very very bad ... Very very ver.."

"Okay okay I get it .... It's bad!"

"Thanks lex your a good friend"

"I am ?"

"If you hadn't of stopped me I would be doing bad things with him, very bad, very very bad, very ver-"

"Okay okay now I get it" she said as we both started laughing

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Near enough the weekend came around, and went by pretty quickly, I finished unpacking, and my room was set up. So I can at least dress to impress!

I know I know impress who?

But hey looking good can Totally be for yourself.

Skinny jeans

White blouse

Blazer

Strap wedges

Equals perfect combination I scrape my hair into a neat messy bun and add the essentials, mascara eyeliner and dark eye shadow making my green eyes pop and the all important gloss. I was determined to start of Monday great I had my friend Lexi and I had life that's all I need.

I strolled in to the school and I saw a huddle of people I wondered what it was all about, I was about to go and investigate when I saw -and I have to admit- a pretty girl, it didn't take me long to figure out who it was. "Melissa of coarse" I implied

Lexi nodded. Yes she was pretty, yes she was nice, and yes everybody loved her, but my gut feeling told me other wise.

I glanced at her and we exchanged smiles, i was walking to my locker to see non other than "Kyle, hey Buddy why am I not surprised to see you here?" I asked sarcastically. He returned a sarcastic smile and added "only to see my number 1 American girl" I loved thier accent and I loved imitating them but whilst Kyle was talking to me I could hear a hushed voice and it sounded dangerous.

I zoned out listening to Kyle blab about something and instead zoned in to hear something else...

"You better stop and think about who your talking to Jessica Harold, I can ruin your life in just a snap of a finger and you know it, you have no idea what I'm capable of sweetie"

I looked down at the floor in an attempt to figure out where i had heard that name i wondered who it could be, the sound came from around the corner and before I could match the voice with a face, I was being dragged to my next lesson by Jesse. I glanced over my shoulder hoping that the voice would come walking out from behind the corner but before I knew it, I was sat at the back of English, in my own little bubble the words swirled around my head

'you have no idea what I'm capable of sweetie'

It had nothing to do with me so why couldn't I just let it go?

I flipped to the back of my notes book and doodled, writing the name over and over again. Jessica Harold. Jessica Harold?

"Jessica Harold!"

"Excuse me miss jones, would you like to say something?"

"Crap did I just say that out loud?"

Crap I just said THAT out loud!

how am i going to get out of this one?

Mr brown creased his eyebrows and and like a hawk stared at me he folded his arms waiting for an explanation

"Umm ... Er well you see mr brown" I stuttered

I stole a look from the board behind him that said 'Romeo and Juliet'

"You see" i started confidently

"Jessica Harold once said 'expectation is the root of all heartache' and basically the expectation of romeo and Juliet being together through out the play evidently ended up resulting in both of them being heartbroken, not necessarily by each other but by the betrayal of her father that lead to each of their deaths, which ultimately shows there true love for each other"

I held my breath as i sat there in agonising pain hoping and praying to god that mr brown bought that load of shit, I felt the blood rush to my cheeks. I looked around the class as I waited for the teacher to respond, my eyes landed on Melissa and she looked like someone just stabbed her in the back with a fork!

what was her deal she should be giggeling like the rest at mr browns bewildered expression not staring at me like i found out her deepest secret?

Wait... Unless she has something to do with the voice she practically shot her head in my direction when I had said the name, or... OR better, yet SHE WAS The voice!

Huh! And they say she's nice

Well let's just see how nice this bitch really is.

I gave her a fake smile and She gave me a death stare and if looks could kill I'd be six feet under.

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