Chapter One: Intro.

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Gabby

I was dreaming of the perfect scenario of my boyfriend, we were running in the fields, walking by the seashore, staring at the night sky, it was perfect, then someone threw a crumpled paper at my face. My opened my eyes slowly, I looked around and see a guy making origami who was facing the other way. Boys. I see the white board from my school clean, oh right detention.

"You can go now." A voice said, I turned to the left and see my teacher, Dave Harrison, my thirty year-old English teacher that the girls in my school would launch themselves to him, he had dark brown hair, black eyes, at least six foot tall, and wait for it... He's from London. I wonder what qualities does he have to make girls like him.

"Ok, see you tomorrow Mr. Harrison." I said as I picked up my bag and noticed there was a small puddle of my drool, I ignored it as I fear that I would clean it. I hurried quickly to the door and the bell rang on cue. Here I am, Gabby Daniels, long brown hair, black eyes, and i'm at least 5'5" foot tall. I walk to the front entrance and I see my best friends, I waved my hand and they waved back, I walk down the steps of the front entrance and then someone pushed me, I fell on the ground, my knees hitting first, knocking a few books from my backpack, I looked up to see the person who caused this, it was a guy, and he's kind of attractive, he offered his hand and I take it. The sun lighted his black hair, but his blue eyes killed me, his pale skin is hot to the touch.

"I'm so sorry, miss. I'm in a hurry, i'll make it up to you soon." Great, he's British. I'm in love now, then my friend walk up to me as he leaves. Mallory, punk-metalhead-rebel, she had red streaks from her jet black hair, she dyed it, she could get anything she wants by saying so, her family is middle-class but still.

"Whoa, chill Gabby." My gaze were still towards that guy who injured me, but since he's hot i'll forgive him. "Hello? Earth to Gabby? Contacting from Earth?" I wonder what we'll name our children. Then Mallory slapped me.

"Ow!" I exclaimed as I held up a hand to my cheek. Mallory was grinning at me, crossing her arms at her chest. "What is your problem?"

"It's not everyday that you get noticed by a, British dreamboat who literally transferred now." She said as her hands waved in the air.

"Are you serious?" I asked, transferee from the United Kingdom.

"Yeah, girls drool over him as we went out of the classroom, I think one fainted." She said.

"What're you guys talking about? Gossip? About who?" a small tanned girl walked to us, Sadie, one of my best friends, small-but-perfect girl, who earned the title "Small but terrible" from my coach after she excels at everything, but she can't control herself from using the internet too much.

"The new British guy." Mallory said, turning her gaze to Sadie.

"Oh, do you mean John?" Sadie said, covering her mouth with her fingers, looking at me. I blush and I looked at the rest of my friends. Justin, nerdy, comic book geek, wears glasses, brown eyes, with a brown bowl cut hair. Henry, music enthusiast, singer and video game player, dirty blonde hair, green eyes, brother of Mallory. Amanda, young model with brown hair and eyes to match, smart, she took karate lessons.

My gang, we don't have a name for it yet, none of us noticed that it doesn't have a name yet. But i'll call it Gallosatindary for now.

"How did you, oh wait never mind, Gossip Girl." Amanda mocked her as Sadie and the rest of us laughed and Sadie started slapping her arms.

"I call dibs." I said, raising my arm, much to Sadie's annoyance.

"Why, I knew so much about him than you?" Sadie said, frowning.

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