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Luckiest fucking snowball ever:

Well this is just great!

Note sarcasm here.

I'm standing out side my second hour class having missed first hour and I'm 10 min late thanks to the Bad-boy-wanna-be.

PERFECT

I don't know what's worse on your first time at a new school; being late and having to walk by the other students that try (and fail) to be quiet while gossiping about you OR being the first one in class and have everyone give you weird looks while the gossip gradually gets louder to the point where your starting to wonder if there even trying to be quiet or they just gave up.

I brace myself for what's to come and enter the class room....

I look around the class room and see all eyes on me then the whispers start.

HA! CALLED IT!

I walk up to the teachers desk and hand him my schedule

"I'm your new student."

"Name?" The teacher questions.

"Fayne, Zoe Fayne." I reply.

I stand there as he checks his attendance and gets my books recorded.

I look back at the class and some dude from the back asks loud enough for the hole class to hear:

"Damn, we don't have many girls at this school that look like you." He then looks me up and down really slowly in a way that makes my skin crawl. "You are?"

"Ready to show you my right hook so sit down,shut up and stop embarrassing yourself more than you already have." I fireback.

The entire room goes dead silent and everyone looks like fish with there bugged out eyes and their mouths opening and closing.

Its actually really amusing to watch.

"Your voice is sexy as fuck." Some guy from the middle states in awe.

Headaches. These people give me headaches.

I get my books from the teacher who has the same expression as everyone else in the class and head to the only two empty seates towards the back of the class.

I sit in the first seat leaving the other empty one behind me.

"What lunch do you have?"

I look in the direction of the voice and see some guy with shaggy brown hair blinking back at me expectantly. I look at my schedule and it looks like I have first.

"I have first lunch...why?"

"So do I! Do you want to have lunch with me....and my friends?" He asks giving me big puppy dog eyes.

Oh no. Not the eyes please anything but puppy eyes. Must look away. Look away!

"So...will you?"

Not a snow balls chance in hell!

"Sure."

Luckiest fucking snowball ever...

"THANK YOU! My names Max by the way, Max Shaw and you?."

"Names Fayne, Zoe Fayne."

"Nice to meet you Zoe."