Acquaintance

Chapter 1 - Surprise

Sunrays start penetrating through the window just as my alarm rang and I pried my eyes open. I got up and closed the window. I sighed and walked to the mirror next to my bed. Looking not on point, I opened my door and walked through the hallway and started to walk down the stairs. Wonder what's for breakfast today. Hm.

Going to the kitchen, I noticed that nobody was there. I wondered why no one was there, cooking me breakfast. Then I just remembered that both of my parents are working offshore and of course, they wouldn't be here after a month or two. Even though it sounds extreme, I can take care of myself really well – sometimes. I squinted at the clock as I was still sleepy. It was just 6.45 am.

Not eating breakfast, I went up the stairs again and I got ready for school. I put on a hoodie – the hoodie that had Nicki Minaj's Pink Print album design on it, a pair of jeans and my Vans. I put on my watch and my red braided wristband thing that my dad got from Thailand. I glanced at my watch and it's just 7.05. School starts at 7.15. I'd say I'm quite ea – wait. 7.15? I'M SO LATE. I ALWAYS DO THIS.

Before I got out of the door, I looked at the mirror and admired myself. I am on fleek today! The whole squad is probably on fleek too. FLEEK SQUAD.

Rushing down the stairs, I almost tripped. I heard a chuckle as I turned my head and saw sitting on the couch. She has her makeup done and her whole outfit on point. How can you be that fast? How does she even get ready in the morning?

"You ready to go?" she asked.

"Oh I don't know. I mean, look at the time! It's still so early," I said calmly, sentence dripping in sarcasm.

She stood up from the couch and walked to the door, her hips swinging lightly as she walked. I grabbed my bag and rushed out the door, almost forgetting I, we, were late and were probably gonna get murdered by the first period's teacher. Oh well, it's Chemistry, and the teacher isn't strict at all. But I need to be on time.

I got in the car as Iggy started to drive off to the road. We finally got to school and she parked her car. I walked swiftly to the school entrance, leaving her behind. I walked to my locker and opened my locker door. I picked out the books I needed before lunch break. Damn these books are so heavy! I can only fit a few in my bag, leaving the rest to be hand carried. Locking the locker, I heard heels clacking on the floor and as I turned my head to the school entrance, it was Iggy. She walked up next to me and opened her locker.

"It's Chemistry, right?"

"Yeah."

When she was done we walked to the Chemistry lab. I glanced at my watch and it was 7.15. I'm on time. FINALLY. As Iggy opened the door, the bell rang and I followed her in. There was just a bench left, perfect for me to sit with Iggy. Next to the bench was Xavier's best friend with an empty seat. Guess he isn't here yet. I sat down and the teacher looked at us for a second, then went back to teaching. Maybe I should try to listen her boring lessons. Nope. Not working out. Plus, I slept late yesterday; and I could get the notes from Iggy. I closed my eyes and slept on the table. After about half an hour, Iggy tried to wake me up.

"Hey, Ren."

I groaned and tried my best to ignore her.

"REN. WAKE THE FUCK UP," she yelled.

"WHAT?!"

"The teacher wants to say something important."

As I looked front, the teacher glared at me for a few moments as I tried to sit straight. Looking around, there were just normal people, until I looked to my right. Oh shit. May God help me. A sex god is sitting the bench next to me. His vanilla scent is intoxicating me. I tried to say something to Iggy but she just shut me up.

"Okay so there will be a project coming up," the teacher said as I rolled my eyes. Not again.

Iggy and I looked at each other as I saw her eyes brighten up.

"But I am choosing your partners," she said.

UGH.

As the teacher start to say out two names at the same time and eyeing the two partners that were working together, Iggy's name was finally called out. She was grouped with Cyrus. She looked at me and gave me a fake smile. I gave her a smug smirk until I heard my name being called out by the teacher in front.

"Ren. You are grouped with Xavier."

My jaw could've literally dropped to the ground as my eyes widened. My heart pounded twice the rate. I could scream right now. I have NEVER been grouped with him the whole time we have been in the same class! Iggy lifted a finger to my chin to close my gaping mouth. I turned to my right and saw Xavier looking at me. I hoped that I didn't look like a gaping fish with an open mouth! I swear I look SO PATHETIC RIGHT NOW. Sometimes I wish I could kill myself.

Blushing, I looked down quickly to hide it; even the room was dark. I slowly tried to look up to him. His sneakers are somewhat green and black checkered. Then his dark jeans. I KNEW WEARING DARK JEANS TODAY WAS RIGHT. I KNEW IT. Then he wore a casual collared shirt that had black and white stripes with lines of green. I finally reached his face. Ahh, his beautiful, perfect, flawless face. His hair was on point. His eyebrows were arched and perfect. Then his emerald green eyes. Man, I could get lost in his eyes. He's soooo dreamy.

"HE'S STARING AT YOU," Iggy whisper-yelled at me, snapping me back to reality. Fuck.

"You also called him dreamy," I could feel her smiling even though I was not facing her. Cunning hoe.

CRAP. I'M STILL LOOKING AT XAVIER. THINK REN. THINK. WHAT SHOULD I DO? Before I looked away, I could see him smiling at the corner of my eye.

"Dreamy, huh?" he said.

I blushed again, but this time deeper. The bell finally rung as I ran out of the door, grabbing Iggy. I wanted to scream. I need help. I'M GROUPED WITH THE HOTTEST GUY IN THE WHOLE WORLD. God can't even help me!