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Ross's POV
The bell rang just as i got to class. Mr. Brown, the twat was standing at the front of the class in his trousers pulled up higher than what was natural. I sighed, this was going to be just another geography class. Darren and his "crew" making comments about everything Mr.Brown did while he slowly turned red and his glasses fogged up. The poor man. I have no idea why he didn't resign yet. Or at least ask for another class. I sighed. Oh well, it was his choice. If he liked getting humiliated everyday then I wasn't going to be the one to stop them. I turned around. Yep, there they were, in their usual spots down the back. Darren with his feet on his desk laughing at something. Probobly Mr.Browns bald patch. I turned back around. Darren was the worst thing that had ever happened to the north pack. They had started to run riot and he didn't care. All he cared about was how many girls he could get and the amount of territory his pack owned. I knew i'd better watch my packs back. He was planning an attack. Soon.
I was sitting there, lost in my own thoughts when Will nudged me. I looked up to see the most beautiful girl i had ever seen in my whole life. And i knew right there and then that she was mine. My mate.
Jennas POV
I walked down the hall, not caring about the whispers that followed me. Just ignore them i told myself. Just ignore them. I stopped outside an office. A metal sign on the door told me that this was my destination. The secetarys office. I walked in. The woman at the desk looked up then looked back down.
"Can I help you", she said typing away at her computer.
"Eh yeah. Em I'm Jenna Brady. I'm new here", i said clearing my throat.
"Oh yeah, we were expecting you, um heres your papers, your locker combination and your timetable. Welcome to the school", she said without taking her eyes off the computer screen.
"Eh thanks", i said before taking the papers and walking out.
By now the hallways at emptied. I'd heard the bell while I was in the office. While I went looking for my locker I looked around a bit. It was just your average school. Big football trophies and pictures of the winning teams in big glass cabinets. Photos of past students and present ones on the wall. Notice boards covered in fliers and posters and Artwork stuck on all over the yellow brick walls. Yeah this school was just like every other one. I finally found my locker. It was in a hall with a lot of other ones as well. I put the combination into it and opened the door. I emptied out all my books into it, grabbing the ones i needed for the next class.Geography. I closed the locker door and walked in the direction that I hoped led to the Geography classroom. I was in luck. My sense of direction and my school map seemed to be working today and not all mixed up. I walked up to the door, took a deep breath and entered.
The room was filled with people, whose heads all turned to look at me as i came in. A weedy man up the front with extremely foggy glasses nodded nervously to me. The poor man. He probobly thought i was another addition to the gremlins that had obviosly been taking the micky out of him. I walked up to the front of the class when he gestured to.
"Em c-c-class this i-i-iS Jenna Brady, s-s-shes new her-r-re", he stuttered.
A few wolfwhistles came from down the back. I looked up. It was that Darren fellow and his friends. I rolled my eyes at him and there were a few sniggers from around the class. I glanced around. There was a good amount of people in this class but i didn't focus on any of them. I only had eyes for the boy sitting in the second row. He was staring intently at me and i faintly registared that i was probobly staring right back. He didn't move. His eyes focused just on me, seeming to take in every little detail of me. Thats when i noticed what she looked like. He was beautiful. Words can not describe him. He had brown hair what was cut jaggedy at the front and sort of fell into his deep green eyes. Forest green eyes. His skin was perfect not a spot or blemish anywhere to be seen. His toned but not too toned arms rested on the table in front of him and i had a feeling that under his t-shirt there were perfect abbs.
I wanted him like i'd never wanted anything else before.
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