Chapter 1

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A/n: this is a re-written version of "the popular flirt"story that is wrote a few years ago
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Instead of waking up to my obnoxious alarm I woke up to my mom banging on my door.

"Casper wake up your going to be late for school!" My mom shouts through the door.

"Im awake!" I shout back.

I groggily look at my phone and see that it is 7:30 am. I spring out of bed, school starts at 7:45 and my bus comes to my house at 7:00. Ugh I'm going to have to walk to school, days like these I wish I knew how to drive. I quickly put on and oversized crew neck sweater, lose fit jeans and my favorite pair of black chucks. I didn't do much to my hair since I'm trying to get to school on time. When I walk out of my room I glare at the very thing that made me late, my alarm clock. You had one job and you failed. Sadly since I'm running late I don't get to eat breakfast.

As I start my walk to school I get a text from my best friend Jane.

Jane - Yo, where are you at Casper?

Me - I slept through my alarm and now I have to walk to school.

Jane - oof that sucks
I bought us all Macdonald's and Oliver is trying to eat your sausage McMuffin.

Oliver is another one of my friends

Me - What?! Not my McMuffin tell him if he eats it he's dead.

Jane - to late he already ate it.

Me - nooo why didn't you stop him?!

Jane - I'm sorry Casper, I tried to stop him but he wouldn't listen to me.

Me - tell him he's made a big mistake

I continue my walk to school a little more annoyed then before. Now I have to starve until lunch. After walking a bit longer I was finally at school, I check my phone and see that I missed most of my first period class. I go to the front office get my late slip and quickly get to class. I try to not draw attention to myself when entering by the class but the teacher did otherwise.

"Miss Jenson you finally decided to show up for class," Mrs. Daniels says causing everyone to stare at me.

I could feel the blush creeping into my cheeks, I hated being stared at. Mrs. Daniels seems to know this because she makes it her mission to always draw the attention on me. She would call on me when I didn't have my hand raised, make fun of me when I didn't have the right answer. Hmm maybe that's why I didn't have my hand raised in the first place?

I hand her my tardy slip and go sit in my seat, it was in the back of the classroom. I've never really wanted to or tried to stand out in this class. Especially since Mrs. Daniels is a very open homophobe. Anytime the topic came up she was always reluctant to give her two cents on the topic. Recently she hasn't been speaking out on the topic much since she got in trouble by the school board for it. Despite this a few of her unfavorable beliefs trickle into her lessons. She even knew that I was gay so anytime she would say these snarky comments she would always look at me. This would cause everyone to look at me since pretty much everyone knew or assumed I was gay. I guess the colored hair was a dead give away. I try my hardest to listen through the rest of the lesson but it was just way to boring.

On the way out of the classroom I get stopped by Mrs. Daniels.

"Wait! Miss Jenson could you stay here I need to talk to you," Mrs. Daniels says.

"Listen Mrs. Daniels I'm really sorry I was late, my alarm didn't go off this morning."

"I don't care what made you late, it needs to stop you have been late to my class to many times already. Do I need to have a talk with your mother?" Mrs Daniels asks.

It's not like my mom would even have a meeting with my teacher, all she ever does it work. She never even went to any of the mandatory parent teacher conferences.

"If you don't stop this tardiness I'm going to need to put you in detention." Mrs Daniels threatens.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Daniels I'll try to be on time more often." I reply hoping I would have to do detention. I would rather do anything else but have to stay in this school longer then I already have to.

"You better," she says while motioning me to leave.

By the time our conversation was over I was already going to be late for my next class. Since there wasn't much people in the halls I decide to jog to my class. As I was jogging I guess I wasn't paying attention much because I ended up knocking into someone.

"Fuck, watch where your going!" The girl snaps.

"I'm so sorry, I was in a hurry and wasn't paying attention," I apologize. When I look at the person who I knocked into the first thing I noticed was her bright red hair. After that I noticed that this girl looked like a literal goddess. It was as if I was looking at a model, I didn't know someone like this went to our school.

I mean I didn't know to many people that go to this school since I always tried to mind my own business. She did seem familiar though but I couldn't really tell where I had seen her from. Maybe we made eye contact walking through the halls once.

"It's fine don't worry about it, can't complain about a pretty girl falling for you," the girl smirks.

I mentally roll my eyes, "Listen I don't mean to be rude but that was a pretty lame pickup line."

Her smile widens, "feisty, I like it."

I didn't really have a response to that, like who says stuff like this.

"So are you new here or something?" She asks then adds, "My names scarlet by the way."

I was kind of offended, "What?! No I've been going her since I was a freshman."

Scarlet looks slightly surprised, "Really, I'm surprised I've never seen you around school before."

"Yeah that kind of what I'm going for, anyways I'd love to chat but I'm trying to not be late for class," I say looking at the time on my phone.

Scarlet grabs my arm, " wait you haven't told me your name yet"

I pull my arm from her grip, "my names Casper."

"Cute name, we'll talk to you later Casper," Scarlet says heading in the opposite direction I'm going.

As I walk to class I can't shake of the feeling that I've heard of this girl before. Her name seems so familiar, I'm sure she's one of the popular kids at are school. I cringe remembering her attempts to flirt, such clique pick up lines. I admit she is very attractive but I'm not that interested in flirting right now. My last relationship I was in didn't end on the best terms. My last girlfriend cheated on me with some girl from another school. After that happened I've pretty much stayed away from dating. I can't get cheated on if I'm not dating anyone.

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