Chapter 1

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I woke up like every other typical day. I showered, dressed in a cutie white v-neck tee with paint splatters all over it. I also slipped on some dark wash jeans and my gray converse. I brushed my straight hair and put on some light make-up on. I stood in front of the mirror and inspected my features; my long, straight, brown hair and my big brown eyes. I also have an olive skin complexion. I stood there think I am so ordinary. I had the long plain brown hair, the brown eyes, and the average height. I grabbed my bag and iPod and walked down the stairs. I took a pop tart out of the pantry and left for school.

            When I arrived at school I was attacked by my two best friends, Elizabeth and Kaylee. They yelled my name really loud “Charlotte.” I freaked out and shrieked. Everyone was looking at us now. I ran to the corner to hide myself from everyone’s judgmental eyes. Kaylee and Elizabeth walked over.

            Kaylee was the tallest of the group. She is 5’11”. She has blonde hair with loose curls, bright blue eyes, and pale skin. Elizabeth is totally different from Kaylee. Elizabeth is 5’5”. She has dark brown black hair and her hair has waves. Liz has the brownest eyes ever. Her skin tone is tanish.

            As we walked to our lockers Kay was freaking out.

            “So did you guys hear about the new guy,” said Kay.

“What new guy?” Liz and I both said. Why would anyone one move here. “Just some kid that moved from Maine,” said Kay. “Any way who cares he’s probably some stuck up kid,” I said. “Or maybe he’s a sensitive skater or a legit bad boy, who’s badass and everything,” said Liz. “You are very creative Lizzy,” I said. We dropped the subject and grabbed our books and binders. We headed to the café talking about some random TV show. We then walked to our first period class and were almost late because we got carried away.

            The rest of the day was very uneventful. School let out at 2:55. Thank cookie dough ice cream goodness. If I would have spent another minute in that building I would have died.

As I was walking home I whipped out my ipod and started playing “Love Like Whoa” by The Ready Set. When I was two blocks away from my house disaster stuck. “AAAAAAAHHHH,” I yelled. Someone had just passed by on their skateboard and made me fall. I was flipping out. I had no idea where my ipod touch had gone. I kept screaming like a mad person, “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, NNNOOO!”

            I started getting up but my knee gives out on me. Apparently the guy that made me fall started helping me up at the moment I was so pissed, all I wanted to do was make sure he would never have kids, even in his next life. Once I was firmly planted on the ground I unexpectedly started hitting this random dude. I was cursing him out and everything. “You fu**king broke my new ipod. You a**hole.” “Calm down,” was all he said. His arms were holding me down. His touch on my skin sent chills down my spine. It was a random warm fall day so I wasn’t wearing a sweatshirt. Just like that I felt better and relaxed. For the first time I actually looked at him. He had the warmest green eyes. He had straight shaggy skater hair. The kind you just want to run you hands through. This mysterious guy’s body was well built. He doesn’t have bulging muscles but isn’t a wimp.

            He cleared his throat. I didn’t realize I was staring. He smirked. This detail just added to his perfection. WAIT!! What was I think I detest this mysterious guy and I wanted to make sure he never had children. I played this over and over in my head to make myself believe it. There was a little voice in my head saying “Whatever gets you through the day.”

            His smirk made me blush. He introduced himself “Hey, I’m Aiden. I’m sorry about making you fall. Are you okay?” he said in a very husky sexy voice. Here come these thoughts again. “Yeah I’m perfect,” I said. While I said this I slowly started sinking to the ground, “Apparently not,” was all I said. He was helping me up again. “By the way my name is Charlotte.” He started talking again, “I’ll help you get home your bag is probably heavy and I’m pretty sure you shouldn’t be putting pressure on your knee.” “I’d really like that, thanks.” Awe he’s so nice. He offered to help me and walk me home. Aiden, what an extraordinary guy. 

this is my first story so please dont be to harsh, but tips would be awesome:)

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