"Good morning class! Today is your last first day of high school!" My homeroom teacher Ms. Blackwell chirped. Everyone sighed in annoyance at her, it's to early in the morning for being all peppy.
"Now as you can see on the desks are your code of conduct books. if you would please turn to page three with me so I can go over our dress code!" She pulls out her thick rimmed glasses and plasters them on her face. This is when I stopped paying attention and glanced out of the small rectangular window sighing heavily. you'd think after three years of reading the same garbage she'd get that we know it by heart...
Ah how I missed my odd homeroom teacher.
"...and let's remember shorts should stop three inches above your knees anything over...... Ah Mr. Evens why are you interrupting my class?" My head shot to the door as I saw the curly blonde hair God smirking directly at me. What's he doing in here? He doesn't have homeroom with us.. That's impossible!
"Well Ms. My schedule got changed because of what happened last year so it looks like you'll have to put up with me for the remainder of this year." his voice sent chills down my spine, which was noticed by my best friend Clare. She furrows up her eyebrows as if to ask if I was okay.
"How splendid! Well the only available seat now is in front of Miss Martins. So if you would please move it along, I'd like to get back to the rules." You've got to be kidding me.. Wait! NO!! I quickly stare down at my desk like I was fascinated with the wooden patterns on it. I could hear his footsteps coming closer.
As he makes his way towards me I feel him innocently bump into my shoulder causing me to gasp and receive goosebumps. Quickly looking upwards I see a ghost of a smirk on his face. Oh dear baby Jesus help me. That boy is SO fine. I meet his eyes and he once again winks at me. As he sits down I am hit with the delicious smell of his cologne, which instantly makes me weak.
"So what's your story.." he whispers as he glances over his shoulder completely ignoring Ms. Blackwells' preaching. He can't be talking to me. No way! I look around anxiously trying to tell who he's really talking to.
Seth chuckled lightly.
"You're funny. You're Melody right?" He asked.
"Um.. Why are you talking to me?" I ask bluntly.
"I like em feisty." He mumbles. "Just trying to be nice."
"Shouldn't you be hitting on someone else." I snap.
"Sweetheart don't flatter yourself." he harshly says and turns back around.
Ouch.. Bipolar much?
If you're confused at all right now Seth Evens is known as the bad boy AND chick magnet at school. He's dates the whole cheerleader squad. Yes.. The whole squad.. Him and his friends would always ditch school to see what kind of trouble they could conjure up. It doesn't add up why he's talking to a straight 'A' student that's plus sized.. I mean it's to early for homework to..
Why did he even talk to me?
I look over at Clare as she arches up one eyebrow. I shrug my shoulders at her.
"Okay I'm passing out your schedules please take yours from the stack and pass it back." Ms. B says as she slams down the papers on the Queen Bee of the school Ashly Benjamin's desk.
Before I knew it Seth had the stack of papers in his hands.
"Hey looks like we have the same classes." He beamed at me.
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Interracial Plus size Love (sequel to Plus Sized Love!!!)
Short StorySEQUEL TO PLUS SIZED LOVE! ************************************** Myrah and Zeek cannot believe how fast time has flown by as they see their son Xavier off for his first year of college and as for their daughter Melody, her last year of high school...