This Semester

Ch - 2

Scarlette POV

Never in all my years at GreenWood had the hallways looked so pretty. Ivy and I spent a whole hour examining all the hallways and girlishly exclaiming how nice they looked when both our faces hit a wall.

Two walls. One wearing a leather jacket and another wearing a hoodie. It was all good until Mr. Leather jacket (who was really hot by the way) spilled his Starbucks latte on Autumn and all hell broke lose.

'' Son of a-. Did you leave your eyes at the asylum you mental retard ?! '' She exclaimed angrily as the coffee spread through her outfit.

'' Woah-Woah, calm yor horses, duchess! Leather jacket exclaimed indigantly, '' You're the one who bumped into us ! ''

'' Who are you calling duchess you winter soldier? '' I argued making a jab at his long raven hair.

Its so much more prettier that Bucky's hair, with the thick black locks falling elegantly around his face and stopping right at his neck-. STOP. HE'S THE ENEMY. YOU CANT CALL THE ENEMY PRETTY!, argued the voices in my head.

He glared at me.
Ooh la la, chocolate brown eyes- NO!
I glared back.

'' Wasnt talking to you love. Why don't you stop talking and control your crazy friend over there ? '' he smirked suddenly.

We continued to bicker and call each other names while his other friend, Mr Hoodie shift guiltily. He seems nice.

'' Look at you, screeching at us when you could have just apologised and walked away. It was you who bumped into us and spilt my expensive latte!'' leather jacket glared at Autumn.

''ME?! It's your fault! you dunderheads were busy acting obnoxious and hogging the hallwa-'' Autumn was cut midsentence by a deep growl.

''Could you guys stop your banter and move?''

If voices had a temperature, this guy's voice could be below-70 degrees.

Autumn's glare turned to him as he glared back.

''And you guys should know better than to argue with a bunch of girls who have lost their ability of sight.'' He turned to the other two.

''Stop it Ivy. They're not worth our time anyway.''

I cut in as Autumn was ready to throw another snarky remark at him, or maybe this time she would have actually punched him.

Both of us pushed past the three of them and stalked away.

******

Ivy was still mad when we walked into the classroom to get sorted into groups.

We sat together in the third row and I spied leather jacket sitting at the bottom rows. (Jeez girl, stop ogling). I rolled my eyes at myself.

Ms. Jennifer walked in the class with all her pompous flare,''Morning class, I'm here to provide you the list of projects you have to do with your group and how to do them. I will also be the one who sorts you in your respective groups with whom you in your respective groups with whom you will spend the rest of your session.''

Ivy and I clasped our hands together praying to be sorted in the same group. Little did we know that our prayers being answered would come with so many surprises.

''Group 7!'' Mrs. Jennifer's voice rang through the class.

''Group 7 will be paired as: Scarlette Grey paired up with Theodore Vaughn, Audrey Sterlling with William Cesantio and finally Autumn Larsen and Christian Anderson. You have been assigned dorm no.7.''

Ivy and I walked to the podium and looked up quickly to see all the people we had least expected to be paired with, walk towards us. Elaboration: The douchebags from the hallway along with Audrey Sterlling herself were walking towards us.

Oh hell no! This was gonna be a long year.

Leather Jacket, Mr. Hoodie, Mr.-minus-70-degree-voice, Audrey-the-ex-bestfriend, Autumn and I spent the next century staring at eachother with disbelief etched on our faces, when leather jacket broke the silence,''Well well-''

''SHUT UP. DON'T. YOU. DARE. TO. SPEAK. A. WORD. ABOUT. THIS.'' I gave him a death glare.''We will silently walk to our dorm now.'' For once everyone obeyed.