Chapter 2

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When I arrive at Washington Oak High School the first thing i see is people flooding into the school coming from all over the place. I see a couple people staring at me because of my "gothic" look and my cold emotions. "What are you looking at?" I say to an annoying blonde girl who then looks scared and walks away.

My first class is english so I hurry to room 420 and open the door. Almost all the seats are taken except two. I sit in the middle row behind the other empty chair. While I'm taking my neat, organized binders and notebooks out, I look up to see a boy with brown hair and blue eyes with a black t-shirt and fitted jeans. He looks at me and smiles. I ignore him.

Five minutes after class starts he turns around. "Hey, I'm Kyle"
"I care why?" I rudely remark.
"Wow good thing you are beautiful because you got a nasty attitude." He then winks and turns back around in his seat.
Im lost of words. Nobody has ever called me beautiful. I push the thought to the back of my brain and remind myself that it was probably a prank.

It is time for lunch so we all shuffle to the cafeteria to collect our garbage they call food. I see Kyle approaching me. What does he want now?
"What now," i scowl
"Wanna go to lunch"
"With you?"
"Yeah"
"Um, no"
"But i have never taken a pretty girl out to lunch before," flirts Kyle.
There he goes with the confusing bullshit people establish as flirting. Maybe this isn't a joke.
"If i give you my number will you go away? Is that what boys want these days? A piece of paper with numbers on it to impress their friends?"
"Well if that is what you really want," Kyle smirks. So i give Kyle my number, he smiles and goes on his way.

For the rest of the day I find myself thinking of the blue-eyed dreamy boy i met in english. Wait, what's happening?

(Hey anyone who is reading this just to let you know i imaging Kyle to look like Zac Efron, Olivia to look like Kristen Stewart, Maddy to look like Sophia Grace, and not yet decided on Patty\Olivia's mom. Please vote. I hope to be writing a chapter everyday. Thank you)

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