Isabella
3 hours later, and im finally in my last class before lunch, Maths.
Never liked maths and will probably never like it, I've always been a science girl. Gosh i love science.
I sat in my usual spot, back row, last seat next to the window, no one noticed me here, it was perfect.
I got my stuff out and started writing notes in my book, can this teacher not slow down, honestly.
At some point i get bored and too tired to continue so i lay my head down on the desk and pray nobody disturbs me—
"Josh, do you have a good reason as to why you're late to my lesson?" Ms.Nile says, clearly annoyed that whoever that person is, came in late to her class.
"No" he said in a cold, unbothered tone with his husky, deep voice.
Gosh i could listen to him speak all day-
Shut up.
As I'm having a battle with my own self consciousness, i hear a chair scrape on the floor next to me, i lift my head up and see him.
His emerald green eyes and fluffy brown hair. Perfectly sculpted cheekbones and a defined jaw line that could cut deeper than a knife. His perfectly plumped rosy lips, broad shoulders and veiny hands. His fingers laced with different silver rings, he was wearing sweats and a hoodie, clearly unbothered to come here but for some reason..he still looked hot as fuck. Who was this guy? A Greek God ??
After a few seconds i realise that Ive been starting at him like a creep, so i quickly rush to turn my head away from him and put it back down on the desk.
Minutes pass and im about to fall asleep when i hear someone mumbling something next to me, him mumbling something.
"Tsk not even in the right set to pay attention in class, how spoiled is this girl."
I hear him let out a sigh and the bell rings. Im in no mood to fight back at his snickering and quite frankly jerky comment, so i just let it go.
I get up and pack my bag, ready to leave when my teacher calls me.
"Isabella"
"Yes?"
"I would just like to inform you that i did notice you weren't paying much attention in class today, but I'll allow it, for this time, knowing that you always get a perfect score, but please, don't let it happen again.
"Alright, thank you?"
That was strange, she never complained when i rested my head on the desk, what changed?
I'm too focused on my phone as im walking down the hallway, that i didn't even notice someone was right in-front of me, and a second later we crash.
I get up quickly, "omg are you okey?? Im so sorry i wasn't looking."
I help the girl up, "don't worry, im fine seriously" she laughs it off.
I let out a sigh of relief knowing shes not hurt.
"Whats your name?" She asks me with a warm smile, one that makes me smile in return.
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My fucked up life
RomanceIsabella Harper, life has never been easy for her, abused her whole life by her father and brother, bullied at school for various reasons, and blamed. She has never been treated right. However she has raised herself and is always a top student. A de...