Chapter 2

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     When I looked up I saw a boy with styled blonde hair, with a jawline so sharp it could cut. He also had blue eyes like diamonds. They were so gorgeous I must have zoned out while looking at them because he looked at me as if  I were crazy.
    "Oh um..sorry.." I mumbled my cheeks flushing red as I bit the fleshy part of my bottom lip.
      "It's alright," he chuckled running a hand through his hair nodding slightly, "I'm Nate," he said giving me a slight small smile, "I'm Natalie." I replied kneeling down to grab my stuff putting everything  back starting with a my history book as I watched and noticed Nate had kneeled besides me, helping me gather my stuff. Once everything was organized in my bag we both got up.
    "Thanks for the help." I said giving him a small smile,
   "No problem," he shrugged as he smiled back, "well I better head to class, before I get a tardy." He said starting to head off then looked back at me, "see you around." He said flashing me a smile then headed off.
   When I finally got to my next I sighed looking for my usual seat next to my other friend Larissa.
     "Nataliee!!" She squealed as I took my seat next to her, "wassup?" I asked laughing a bit
      "He's back!"
     "Who's back?" I asked raising my eyebrow having no idea since I normally chose to stay out of all the drama and gossip.
       "You need to get more involved with the school gossip." Larissa sighed rolling her eyes.
     "It's not my thing.." I said shaking my head,
    "Well, Tyson's back." She told me shrugging as I almost choked on my spit.
    "Tyson as in the one who always bullied me before he moved away?" I asked a shiver going down my spine.
    "Yes that Tyson, and he's way hotter then before he left," she said winking, laughing as she did so.
     "Yeah, but I bet he's still a douche like before." I said groaning while shaking my head. 
     I could see Larissa was going to say something, except the teacher then walked in with a cup of coffee in her hand. Ms. Joshnson wasn't my favorite teacher. In fact she actually scared me. When ever I looked at her she reminded me of MILF. She always some how shows her large breast through her blouse a bit, and leaves  her long black hair out, and it disturbs me because whenever a boy next to me "needs help" with his homework she leans down putting her breast on the table near their hands and puts her ass in my face, disturbing I know. Part of me is surprised she hasn't been fired yet. She probably gave the principal head so she could stay.
   As she took a seat in her desk she took a glance at each student then opened her laptop taking attendance and sending it to the office over Email. After she was done with the attendance she finally got up starting her boring lecture about our stupid novel that we were supposed to be reading, even though I bet none of the boys were listening, but staring at her breasts as she talked. I had eventually got into my doodles on my notebook; not paying attention to anything around me or Ms. Johnson's  lecture ( obviously) until some one burst in to the room.
    Tyson.
   "Mr. Smith would you like to explain why you are late?" Ms. Johnson asked giving him a glare. 
     "Sorry, Ms. Johnson, but I was busy finishing some of my night stands," Tyson shrugged as he looked around for an empty seat, then spotted the one right next to me. I swear my stomach dropped when he started walking towards the seat.
    "Take a seat Tyson, I'll let today slide since it's your first day back, but don't be late tomorrow or else I'll have to give you a consequence." Ms. Johnson sighed as she went back to her lecture.
    When Tyson got to the seat next to me he looked at me smirking a bit. 
    "That seats taken.." I said quickly grabbing my bag and putting it on the desk.
   "By who?" He asked tilting his head still smirking, god I wanted to smack that smirk off his face so badly.
    "A friend," I shrugged
    "Is there a problem going on?" Ms. Johnson asked sounding irritated as she looked at me and Tyson.
    "No, I was just going to take a seat in this seat." He said as he sat down flashing her a charming smile.
   Soon the classes eyes were on us tuning on what was going on, especially Larissa since she was into that type of drama.
  After a few minutes Ms. Johnson finally stopped her lecture taking a look at the clock, "class you may gather your stuff the bell is about to ring." She said as she went back to her desk taking a sip of her coffee while the class started chattering as they got ready for the bell.
    When the bell I rushed out quickly Larissa following me catching up to me quickly, "I told you he's gotten hotter!" She said giggling,
    "And still annoying," I shook my head, but to admit it he has got hotter, with his brown messy hair, and blue eyes. For some reason I have a really big thing about blue eyes, It's really weird.
                               ...
    Once all my 1-5 period classes were all done it was finally time for lunch. During lunch I normally sat with Layla, and Larissa, since Taylor is in advanced math, so she normally eats after us. As I walked to the lunch room I ended up spotting Nate; I was planning on waving to him but he was talking to a girl with long wavy brunette hair and a curvy body, from what I could as I walked by the girl was Talia one of the most popular girls in the school. Her parents had a hella lot of money, and always were on a bunch of business trips which means Talia obviously threw a bunch of parties.
      "Natalie!" I heard someone shout my name while I heard foot steps coming towards me. Spinning around on my heels I looked up seeing it was Nate. As I glanced behind him seeing Talia walking away, probably to cheer.
    "Why didn't you say hi?" Nate asked me as he looked down at me looking slightly hurt,
      "I didn't want to interrupt you and Talia's  conversation," I said shrugging as I looked back up at him.
    "Well, would you like to sit with me at my lunch table?" He asked a bit shyly keeping his eyes on me biting his lip gently,
    "Sure I guess, I'd love that," I laughed a bit.
    And with that we made our way towards the lunch room, laughing while chattering until we made our way there.

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