As White As Snow Literally

Chapter 2. Feeling Normal

I took a deep breath in and entered.

Upon entering the school, I felt a blast of warm air hit me like a wave. Instantly, warming me up from head to toe. I couldn't help but crack a little grin on my face.

I scanned the halls and saw people being pushed up against the lockers, making out, some reading books and some chatting with their friends.

Just another normal day.

We walked over to my locker and began removing our coats. I couldn't help but hear cat calls and whistles as we did so.

My heart beat quickened. Why are they whistling at you? Oh wait...

I looked over to my side and saw Julie batting her eye lashes with her coat removed. She was wearing a t-shirt that said "What rhymes with hug me?" in hot pink. Her shirt was matched with a puffy knee length skirt that looked like a tutu.

She quickly shoved her coat into her locker which was next to mine.

I saw her give a blow kiss to one of the cat callers and pointed towards her shirt.

"I don't know, can you tell me?" she said in her most bimbotic voice, while twirling a strand of blonde hair with her index finger.

The boy's shoulders immediately stiffened and he froze in the spot. His eyes were wide and his chest was heaving up and down. It looked like he was having a panic attack.

Poor boy.

I laughed at the sight because I had to admit that, that was pretty funny.

"You're crazy you know that?" I said as we began walking down the hallway lined with red lockers with our books in hand.

"I know, but I know you love it!" she replied with her face in a big smile.

I live to see another normal day.

Suddenly, a strong impact hit my shoulder like a rock. Before I knew it, my butt was sore from the impact with the cold tiled floor, the stranger was picking up my books for me and Julie was helping me up.

What just happened.

I blinked in amazement. I took Julie's hand as she pulled me up.

"Sorry." the stranger muttered as he handed me my books.

He looked up at me and his face filled with a puzzled expression.

"Thanks?" I answered, confused to whether I should be angry or grateful.

He studied my face with a worried look on it.

"You're really pale you know that?"

I rolled my eyes.

I looked up at him. He had grey eyes and his dark blue hoodie was covering majority of his head but I could clearly see the messy straight black hair covering his eyebrows and fore head.

But he wasn't perfect as his features looked to be, his face was covered in bruises and his lips had a clean cut across it.

But over all he was hot.

"And you're really hot you know that?" I blurted out with a smug look.

You just called him hot.

My eyes widened in alarm. Oh crap. Do something.

He shot me a puzzled look, as if he was trying to decipher some sort of code.

"B-but not in the good kind of way." I said pointing a finger at him and winking, mentally high fiving myself.