The foreign exchange love story

Is this the real Peter?

Rigidly I lifted my face up in order to look Peter in the face. I gasped. My face was mere centimetres away from Peter's and that had taken me completely off guard. This guy was tall alright since he was towering over my 5 foot 8 inches figure. And those eyes were astonishing. They were hazel with emerald green flecks that could tell a story with one glance. His dark brown hair waved down to his eyes and his playful smirk gave me the chills. I had to admit, this guy was hot but not my type because I like the boy next door type of guy.

'Having fun checking out my chiseled features are we?' Peter chuckled but didn't move back an inch. Wow and this guys got the British accent too. Great, I thought sarcastically.

'Yeah sure' I groaned, this guy was too cocky for my liking.

'There's something wrong with my eyes. I can't take them off of you' He said staring into my eyes. Ok well this is awkward I thought while rolling my eyes.

'Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk past again?' He smirked. Now that is what I call cheesy.

'Go ahead. I need to practice hitting a moving target' I replied narrowing my eyes at him. Now this should be good.'I think about you every night before I go to sleep' I said fluttering my eyelashes.

'Really, is it because I'm sexy' he asked eyebrows raised.

'No! I think about you because you are boring and you help me go to sleep' I returned him his signature smirk walked past him with my bags dragging behind me and a sense of accomplishment. Wait a second......WHICH ONE IS MY ROOM?

I looked around the short hallway with four doors and another staircase leading further up.

Well this is gonna be embarrassing 'Um Peter....'

'Yes?' He answered in his deep voice.

'Which one is my room?' I asked, my sense of accomplishment vanishing thanks to my unsuccessful departure.

'Second door on the right' Peter chuckled 'Nice talk Savannah' he gave me one last breathtaking smile before thundering down the steps to the ground floor. I just stood there for sometime recalling what had just happened. I sighed and face palmed myself before dragging myself into my room.

My room was really beautiful. It had turquoise wallpaper with gold patterns on it. There was a queen sized cane bed in the middle of the room and a closet leaning against the wall. Glancing back at the bed I let out a loud yawn. I didn't realise I was that sleepy! So I decided to take a nap for now and think about everything that had happened so far later. Dropping my bags in a corner of the room, I changed into my pajamas and jumped straight into bed while cuddling into the soft duvet. The only thought that came into my mind before I drifted off to sleep was... What will school be like tomorrow?

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Bang. Bang. Bang.

Snore. Ugh who dares wake me up from my deep sleep?

'Get up sunshine,' a deep voice called out 'or I'm coming in' I could hear his smirk in his voice. Cuddling myself further into the bed I tried ignoring his annoyingly (sexy) voice. Wanting to get back into my dream about going to Disneyland.

'Go away Goofy' I murmured only to be answered with Peter barging into my room. He started to snicker about my stupid slip up (which wasn't actually an accident at all) and he sat down on the corner of my bed only to make it droop down further.

'Get up princess its time for school and mum told me to come wake you up' Dang it, I forgot about school.

'Wait, what time is it? And don't call me princess. It's Savannah to you' Getting out of the covers I started rubbing my eyes to get the sleep out.

'You've got 10 minutes to get changed then I'll drive you to school.' He casually said while running his hand through his wet hair...WAIT TEN MINUTES?

'What the hell? Ten minutes? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?' He gave me an innocent smile.

'Well, I was too busy getting ready myself, it takes time to achieve this.' He stood up and gestured towards himself. He was wearing dark washed jeans and a black shirt with a red and black checkered button down. His hair was still wet from the shower and his eyes were almost sparkling in the sunlight. Damn he looked good- wait what? I never said that. Rolling my eyes I pushed him out of the room.

I ran to the toilet to take a quick shower and I brushed my teeth in the shower too since I was seriously late. Pulling on the first pair of jeans I could find in my packed bags and a red sweater (I was ready for how cold England could get). I shoved my feet into some black boots while running a brush through my hair. Grabbing my school bag (thank God I packed it at home) I walked out the door letting out a sigh. Yes, I changed in time. Eight minutes to be exact. Phew.

As I walked into the dining room I was greeted by the whole family looking back at me. 'Good morning' I said to everyone. They returned a few good mornings and murmurs before going back to their breakfast. I sat down next to Joe, opposite from Peter and took an apple. I'm not a breakfast person, normally I just have a big lunch but no breakfast.

'I think we should go now' Peter called out to his family who said their goodbyes and good lucks for my first day of school. I liked them, they were like the family I used to have....

'Come on slow poke stop day dreaming about me' Peter interrupted my thoughts while dragging me behind him. As we came out of the door a sudden blast of freezing cold air hit me.

'Wow, September is seriously cold in London' I muttered to myself while rubbing my hands together. I let myself be dragged towards the garage by him. Then we came to a sudden stop. Looking around I couldn't see a car anywhere.

'Um Peter where's your car?' I asked.

'I don't have one but I have something better.' He pointed proudly towards something leaning against the side of the garage. A motorcycle? You have got to be kidding me. Peter strolled towards the motorbike and brought it out into the sunshine. It was a very expensive looking sleek motorbike with two black helmets dangling off the handles. The black lacquered monster bike was what I had to ride to school!

I was still staring at the bike with my jaw hanging when Peter threw the helmet into my hands and ordered me to put it on. Speechlessly I clipped the helmet on my head and scooted towards the bike where Peter was currently sitting. Ok let's do this. I tried pulling myself up onto the bike but it wasn't working! I slid this way and that, getting on a motor bike is harder then you think. After some more effort I gave up and started panting. As you can see I am very unfit.

Suddenly I felt someone's strong hands on my waist lifting me up and onto the back of the bike. After I was securely sat down I looked up only to meet Peter's eyes and I felt my cheeks warm up so I looked away again.

'As much as I was enjoying you try to get on the bike we still are late for school' he said in an amused voice. I could feel his gaze still on me and that made my cheeks heat up even more. Then he finally turned around 'You better hold on tight princess' oh no I won't.

That's when the motorbike suddenly sped away from the garage and I held onto the nearest thing I could find, and that happened to be Peter. Darn it.

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Hey guys, well what do you think about Peter? Do you guys like him or is he too cocky and self absorbed? And has anyone wondered yet about why Savannah keeps on getting really upset when she thinks about her family.
In the beginning of this chapter are pictures of Savannah Byers who is played by Shailene Woodley. The next chapter will probably be about her new school. Next chapter will also have pictures of Peter James who is played by Francisco lachowski 😉😉
I hope you guys liked this chapter.