"Omg, that's her. Thats the girl who moved here from Cali." I heard whispers in the halls about me.
I mean, c'mon people. Get over yourself. I am only a 16 year old girl in the 10th grade. Do better.
I looked at my schedule:
Mathematics- Mrs. Pershall
Reading/Phonics- Mr. Davion
Writing- Mr. Goodwin
Special; Karate, Art, Computer, Library.
I quickly circled computer. (I mean Facebook break people.)
I turned around and bumped into the most gorgous person I have ever seen. "Sorry" I muttered.
He was a light tan color and had magnificent curls the color of chocolate. He had nice green eyes and a cheeky smile with dimples. Oddly familiar in some ways.
"Its okay" He said with a smile, interrupting my mind babble.
" Your a cheeky chap. Aren't you?" I said with my best british accent.
"Sure am. How would you like to go to dinner with this cheeky chap?"
"Sure would. Rizzio's at 6:00?"
"YUM. Rizzio's? Isn't that like a buffet?"
"Sure but not really. Your thinking of Donson Buffet."
"See you tonight?"
Then, I walked away. Without a freaking name too.
