It's Friday. Thank the heavens.
it's been a week since new boy arrived. I learned his name was Oscar. From word of mouth, that Is. And somehow I have managed to not speak to him this whole time. I'm a observer, Not a talker. I can't speak for the others though, because he has very quickly made friends. He even made friends with some of the popular kids.I've become use to him sitting next to me. Sorta. I turned in my essay at the end of the period. The bell rang and I stood up gathering my things when a finger taps me on the shoulder. I look over, its Oscar. He has a nervous smile on his face.
"Hey there, hazel, right?"
He doesn't ever talk in class. in my head my jaw hit the floor at his deep swedish accent even as he spoke English."I- hi, yeah, yep, that's me" I smile but it was a smile of pure embarrassment.
"This is kind of a silly question really, but I'm supposed to be going to the guidance counselor for something during this passing period. But I have no idea where her office is. Can you show me?"
Oscar rubbed the back of his neck with his left hand. I think I zoned out as I thoroughly examined his face for once. He had blue eyes, similar to mine but his were lighter. They reminded me of winter. Which would Make sense considering he was swedish. Which I also learned from word of mouth. But Oscar also has a strong jaw line, light freckles on his cheeks and across his nose, brown wavy hair. For the first time I noticed there was a hint of curlyness to it. I snapped out of my trance; which must of only lasted a second or two but felt like forever. By the sound of his voice again.
"If not its alright, I'll manage"
I quickly shake my head
"no no I'll show you, follow me"
I lead him to the guidance counselors office. I stayed silent during the short walk, to which he did the same. I won't lie to myself, he did have beautiful eyes. The kind of ones you get lost in if you look at them for too long.
"Here we are"
I stop infront of the door and he smiles.
"Thank you, hazel!"
I nod before walking away.. And of course. A certain person walks up to me practically squealing.
"I knew you'd have to talk to him eventually!!!"
Maddie is practically bouncing off the walls like a little kid. I shake my head with a laugh.
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At lunch me and Maddie sat outside at a picnic table, like always. It was calmer than the cafeteria even though a good amount of students were also outside. Maddie was telling me that Noah and his friends were gonna sit with us. Oh god. It was normal just us two at this table.. And as we know. I'm not a talker.
Noah approaches with Jack And Micheal. And who else just so happens to be in tow? Oscar. so I have to spend my lunch with three jocks, a exchange student, and my best friend. Easier said than done.
They all take a seat. I'm sitting across from Maddie and I scoot to the end. Oscar sits next to me, and then Micheal next to him. Noah sits next to Maddie, and then Jack sits next to Noah.
I shift uneasily. And my appetite is gone. I wasn't one for crowds. Everyone else at the table was eating and talking. Noah was smiling at Maddie with bright eyes. Cuties! Maddie was trying to help me out my comfort zone. I knew that...
Maddie whispered something to Noah, And I knew that wasn't a good thing."Yo Oscar, you know how you were talking about needing a tutor for English?"
Noah looked at Oscar with a smirk. The thought of slapping Noah square across the face, was present momentarily. I can't tell if Maddie just has him wrapped around her finger that badly, or if he thought it was funny. Maybe it was both? Or maybe he was trying to impress her by doing what she says? It's clear they both have a thing for each other.
"Yeah, what about it?"
There's the deep voice with a swedish accent..
"Hazel's smart, I'm sure she wouldn't mind helping"
I stare daggers, nope, machetes into maddies eyes. And she could tell I was.
Oscar looked over."Would you mind, hazel?"
"No I don't mind!"
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A/N
Bit of a cliffhanger?Tbh I'm writing this now but there's a chance I end up rewriting the whole story later😅
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