The Tomboy and the Player

So... you're a Prince?

After standing dumbfounded I quickly rush towards the double doors that lead to the halls and I'm graced upon the presence of my best friend Axel, there's an instant smile on my face.

"Hey Alex, took you long enough I've been waiting forever!" He grumbles as if it were the end of the world before picking me up in a tight bear hug, I wince.

"C'mon Ax, put me down before your muscles kill me," he sets me down flashing his cute grin with his blue eyes twinkling, I smile back feeling a tad bit embarassed that the whole hall had their eyes on us.

Axel Thornton. Crispen High's head boy, my best friend since kindergarten, the one who put a bandaid on my cut when I fell off the swing, the one who'd always pull the bunny ears in every single photo we took, the one who bought me chicken nuggets and skittles whenever I was sick. I must admit, with his dirty blonde hair, lean figure and bubbly personality, it's a wonder that he isn't with the popular crowd.

"You know you love me, don't deny it" he says jokingly while slinging his arm around me making me laugh.

"You don't love me as much as I do," I reply, chuckling at his oh-no-you-didn't face, I take a quick glance at my watch and we were already late.

"C'mon, well be late for class!" I protest while dragging his arm towards the classroom, he groans at the word class and we run as fast as the wind to History class.

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"You're late," Mr. Anderson frowned at the fact that it was the first day and we're late for the first class.
I look up to the ceiling biting my lip while Axel scratches the back of his neck awkwardly.

"Sorry sir, I was-" before I could Finnish my sentence, Mr. Anderson cuts me off.

"I'm not looking for an excuse, take a seat and don't be late again Miss Noble, Mr Thornton," I notice the hint of anger in his voice and I catch a glance at Axel grinning, letting out a little chuckle, I just nod my head before taking a seat in the third row of chairs, Axel slips next to me on my right.

Mr. Anderson clears his throat, making the class turn to the front, I exchange a confused look with Axel.

"Class, we have a new student starting today," and just as if it were on cue, a familiar person emerges through the door where Axel and I were standing moments ago.

"Students, please give a warm welcome to Mr Lafreniere,"

It takes me a while before realising who it was standing at the front of the class, in the same stance he was in by the carpark. I take in the sight before me and roll my eyes at the girls who seem to have loose jaws and a drooling problem.

My heart quickens as I replay the carpark moment, clutching the end of my shirt that he tugged on and blushed at the fact that he said I was cute.

Or was my car cute...

Maybe he was talking about my shirt?

Why the hell am I thinking of him all of a sudden?

I blink back to reality and realized that I had gone off into lala land due to all the stares and even a few snickers from the back from the class, Mr Anderson gave me a blank stare.

I took a look at River and he had his right brow raise and chuckled deepening his dimples, I hitched a breath, and composed myself and I straighten my posture.