The sprout of a new love

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Sia's POV:
Damn, first day of school and that's high school. High school sucks. Especially when everyone thinks your the damn ass nerd. Screw this shit.

Alisha's POV:
I see that little shit sprinting across the hallway and I see her ex special someone.

"THERE YOU ARE YOU LITTLE-"

it was pin drop silence when the teacher was walking by. Mrs. Gordon, the one who had the worst reputation of being a strict bitch.

"Who was that" said Sia.

"That's my bratty science teacher, trust me your lucky you have someone else."

"I see, interesting..." exclaimed Sia.

Alejandra's POV:
Istg- Sia's hanging out with her- I'm gonna confront her rn. I run like sonic but I had to fake my heavy backpack! Like they won't think I'm strong until I fake something...

"HI SI SI," I run in for a hug screaming.

"Hi- uhm" I see Sia move aside as I walk in for the hug.

"OmG lol." I gave her that cute stare but for sure inside my heart was burning like fire.

Sia's POV:
Ugh, I hate her she's so- idk how to describe her tbh. Let's see, rude, mean but sometimes nice. Yea that's proper for her. While the dramatic hugs I moved away and straight up hugged Alisha.

"Bro what" Alejandra said with a frown as I hugged Ali

"Why won't you hug me and your hugging her-" She said.

"Maybe it's cause I have known her for longer and she's like my sister" I said with that weird look of a great feeling.

"Bro-"

"Sorry Geez" I walk into hug her but I roll my eyes towards Ali. She knows the code ;)

(5 mins later)

Alisha's POV:
"Ms gurl- I cant deal with how dramatic it was with Alejandra" I said with the look of stupidity.

"No shit Sherlock" "DING DING DING" Sia was annoyed of both Alejandra and the bell"

(50 mins later)

Sia's POV:
Damn Biology class was interesting I couldn't help but raise my hand so many times that I sounded like a nerd. Anyways next period history.
I walk into my history class- HOLY SHIT ITS BIG. And my dirty mind strikes- that's what she said...

(1 min later) sorry for the time skips.

"Sia Table 5, Seat 4." My history teacher says as he tells the others.

"Wait- what's seat 4-"

I feel someone's hand touch mine and I freeze into this mesmerizing moment. It was soft like cotton.

"Sorry, abou-about that- this is seat 5" said this unknown soft voice, just as soft as his hands...

"Oh no, it's alright- uhm- then I suppose this is seat 4."

"EVERYONE STAY SEATED WHILE I GIVE YOU AN INTRODUCTION TO THIS CLASS, WE ARE HAVING SOME TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES." My history teacher was loud like a thunderstorm.

I see my friend sitting on table 6 it's TALULA!!

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