¨Hope Dawson?¨ I raised my hand and smiled gently at the sweet professor. She was adorable, chubby and old with big round glasses on her face. ¨Are you new here dear?¨ she asked sweetly.
I cleared my throat. ¨Yeah I just moved here from another country.¨Everybody was looking at me like I said I came from another planet. My guess is, they don't get new students often. ¨Okay darling someone could fill you in on all you have missed from the beginning. And who could that someone be.¨ she was murmuring to herself and looking at the attendance list.
¨Ah! Julian Ashford! Of course!¨ She looked all around the classroom confused, when she looked thoroughly through the whole classroom she pulled her glasses down and raised up her eyebrows. ¨Now where did that kid go?¨ I think she was still murmuring to herself. I like this lady.
Suddenly the door was roughly opened and three guys came in. They were carrying a fish. A very, very big fish. The last guy that came in was absolutely stunning though. He was wearing a fisherman suit, his light brown hair was all messy and dirty, much like the rest of him. He had a stunning sheepish smile and laughed deeply when the teacher shrieked. Poor woman.
The guy that wasn't holding the fish, the one who came in first, started talking to the shocked teacher and the entertained class. ¨We brought this to you so you could see there actually is a reason we are late.¨Everybody laughed and the teacher had a horrific face on. ¨Julian's dad will be so proud of us for catching this bad boy! We stayed up all night for this!¨ The guy kept talking and it was getting a little entertaining for me too.
¨Julian Ashford! I did not expect this from you! Go home and change, all of you! And take that thing far away!¨ The lady was being a little overdramatic. I think. But she said Julian, the one I'm apparently supposed to study with. Which one is he, could it be the last guy? He didn't even notice there is a new face in the classroom, he seems so ignorant.
They left and soon enough time for lunch break came. The guys didn't show up after this mornings incident. I sighed and sat at an empty table, and started eating the lunch I brought, including the cookies I made.
I was looking at my phone, at pictures my friends were posting from back home. I miss having someone to talk to. A few shadows caught my attention and when I looked up, I saw four absolutely stunning girls sitting down.
¨Hi!¨I quickly said surprised someone would sit with me on my first day. They all looked very excited and smiled warmly. ¨Hi, are you the new girl? The teachers mentioned there would be a new girl in school.¨ a pretty scary looking brunette said. Actually never mind, she looked the sweetest when she smiled.
I smiled back ¨Yeah, I'm Hope.¨ The blonde one, the prettiest one actually, smiled happily at me ¨Well, this is usually our table but you are more then welcome to sit with us if you want. And my name is Julia, the brunette is Sarah, the other blonde is Savannah but we call her Sav, and our quiet one here is Edna.¨ I think I had a bit of a scared look on my face, since all the girls were gorgeus, Julia was blonde, she had actual white hair that was curled and her eyes were a shiny, light blue. I think I saw her somewhere.
¨Edna is the quiet one here but-¨before she could finnish a guy hugged Edna from behind and interrupted Julia. ¨But oh so loud in the bedroom.¨He laughed and Edna blushed awkwardly while all the girls threw food at him saying how disgusting he is.
It was the guy from this morning. The one who made jokes with the teacher about the fish. He was blonde with sharp features, tall and looked like he worked out very, very much like all three of his friends.
¨Looks like the sex talk already began.¨I saw somebody sitting next to me and a hand snatching my cookie in front of me. I looked and it was Julian. He looked so much better when he wasn't dirty and didn't smell like fish.
¨Who made these?¨ He asked and went to take more cookies, he was looking at Julia the whole time. ¨Hope did. Hope, meet my brother, Julian.¨ He looked at my face, then my giant-shirt covered breasts, and then my face again. ¨Hey.¨and then he went back to talking to his friends. Okay that one stung a little.
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Teen Fiction"No matter who you pick, no matter who you think your first choice is, you will always be more mine then you'll ever be his." When Hope has to unexpectedly move countries and go to school with the leaders of rivaling gangs, there is no doubt she wil...