Silver Soul

Pretty Boys

It was Monday morning,this day couldn't had come any faster. I was up before everyone I couldn't sleep my head was to wrapped around the idea of school. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror,my brown eyes were sleepy and my under eye bugs looked huge. My long beach wavy brown hair was in tangles it'll be a miracle if the brushes goes through.

After brushing my teeth and hair I heard Sebastian screaming outside the bathroom door.
"Come on Anne Boleyn I have to get ready too".
I swung the door open giving him my signature eye roll. I walked away while pushing him to the side. Before he shot the door I asked him
"Hey who was that guy you were talking to last night"?
"How about you mind your business and get ready for school".
And like that he slammed the door behind him. Sometimes i forget why we aren't close but this is a great example why we don't have a good relationship.

Last night I decided on to wear my red dress with long sleeves,the dress ending a little above my knees. Then i took a white head band and fixed the mini hairs that were flying out of the head band,my mom had bought me white heels for church so for good luck I wore them. I didn't want to wear too much makeup so I just curled my lashes and wore a tad bit of red lipstick. It's a little cold outside so I just grabbed my white cardigan and my brown bag,and ran downstairs before Sebastian started yelling at me to hurry.

Finally we started walking to school. I can tell that my brother was nervous because he kept fidgeting with his suit. I stopped his tracks and fixed his collar from the back. I moved a piece of hair that was sticking out and looked one more time at him to see any mistakes.
"You're all good" i said smiling
He thanked me and kept walking without carrying if I was following him or not. We finally arrived at school,he turned to face me and said in his serious voice.
"Remember what father said.do not stand out on your first day and please don't say anything about our last name okay"
He looked at my face and shook his head and walked in without me. I can already feel eyes on me,I wanted to die.my eyes wondering around the gates and I haven't seen any girls. I checked my watch and I had 20 minutes before class starts. I had no choice but to walk in.
As my heels clicked while walking closer to the gates voices of the boys kept getting quieter.

I was walking in the schools courtyard i kept looking around and admiring the old school. I didn't want to make eye contact with any boy. I held my head up and saw I'm assuming teacher looking at me through the big glass window. My checks felt hot from embarrassment. There was a bored with papers pined to it,it was our assigned classroom. As I was reading it I felt someone behind me. It was a girl with short brown hair.
"Oh my lord what beautiful dress you have on" she said smiling big
Thank you, I'm Anne Boleyn,I said reaching out my hand
I'm Simone it's a pleasure to meet you. She held my hand for a while before a girl with blonde braided hair walk towards us.
"I'm glad I'm not the only girl here I was starting to get worried,I'm Michelle"
Simone and I introduced ourselves to her.

A boy is approaching us don't look,Simone said.
"Oh no".the boy said with a worried tone.
Is there a problem I asked to the boy.
"We have Miss Giraud she's really strict"
I nodded and what's your name I asked the boy.
"Henry Pichón,but everyone just calls me Pichón"
Well it's nice to meet Pichón I'm Anne Boleyn.
"Ah like the queen that got beheaded" he asked shockingly
Mhmmm I responded back.

"Hey Pichón how about you introduce us to your new girlfriend" yelled a boy that was setting on a bench. The boy blew me a kiss at my way,he was handsome he had black hair and had on a long sleeve shirt with gray and white stripes on it.Right next to him was the boy from last night he looked more attractive today then yesterday. He had on his glasses with a brown jacket and a white collar shirt and navy blue dress pants. He was smiling at his friends joke.

Pichón looked embarrassed his cheeks were bright red. I was about to say something back to the black haired boy but a load voice came from the front door of the boring building. The dean managed to have all the students attention and was delivering a speech. When the dean stopped taking all the students felt relieved that his speech was finally over. Some teachers started to call out names from their class. First was the third year students. A short old man was calling students one by one to walk to their classroom

" Mr.Dupin"
"Sebastian— oh your Travis's son" asked the teacher in shock.
"Yea sir I am" said my brother nervously
"Alright then,go on" the teacher pointed at the door so Sebastian can walk in. I can start to hear mumbles all around. Well there goes our secret I guess.
"And finally Jean Pierre" yelled out the teacher
I felt loud footsteps behind me but I couldn't dare to turn around. That's when a tall dark haired boy bumped into me and knocked my bag out of my hand.
"My apologies miss" he picks up my bag from the floor and hands it to me. He stairs into my eyes,his mouth opens a little like if he was trying to say something but nothing came out. He starts to stutter over his words still no sentence has left his mouth. The silence became awkward until the teacher yelled out his name again.
"Mr.Magnan are we here to study or to look at girls" the teacher said in front of everyone.
He finally let go of my bag and walked away shamefully.

I raised my eyebrow the only word you can describe me right now is confused. I looked at Michele with (what the hell just happened eyes). She looked even more puzzled than I.

Since the second year students were the last class to be called there was no reason for the teacher to shoot our names. All three girls were walking up the stairs it was quite between them until Simon spoke out.
"He was cute you know you should've talked to him."
"No way in front of the whole school no thank you."I said sarcastically
We started to laugh when the pretty boy from last night ran past me and cussed me to trip over.
" OW!"I said loudly while looking at my scrape knee.
All I heard from the boy was laughter no apology coming out from his mouth. He looked back at me with a big grin and ran to the classroom door that was open.
"Are you okay Anne Boleyn" said Pichón
"Yes I'm alright thank you" Pichón grabs my hand and pulled me up from the floor.
"Is your knee okay"he asked while looking down on my bleeding knee.
"It'll be fine nothing to serious" I smiled back at him. He picked up my bag off the floor and handed it back to me.
"Whats up with everyone knocking you down"asked Michele with an angry tone.
"I'm not sure but I don't want to make it a big deal" I gave her a soft smile while we walked in the room.