Good Girls Love Bad Boys

Entry ♡2

Dear diary,
A week has gone by since school started. It is now Monday, something today was strangely off about the students. There was much talk going around and I was eager to find out but I rather not peep my nose into others lives. I had other things to worry about such as getting to class on time. I had gotten to class a few minutes earlier then the teacher, Miss Woods. Once she had entered the class there was a bit of a delay. She was obviously about to make an announcement. And by most of the chatter from the students I could tell it was something most would be excited about. But not I, I was far to confused. Suddenly the chatter had stopped and all attention was grabbed by Miss Woods.
"Attention class I do not know what all this chatter is about but please focuse on previous work from yesterday."
The class immediately go silent and continues on work. Suddendly, someone walks through the door interrupting the peace. As he walks through the door I happened to stare.
He noticed me staring and immediately stared back. At that moment we had a connection I was more tense and he seemed to have a more calm and relaxed flow. He made his way to the front of the class, now being noticed by Miss Woods.
" oh hello Mr--"
"Adams, Lucas Adams" he finishes her sentence with a charming smirk.
"Class, May I have your attention?" calls Miss Woods.
"He already does" states one of the girls in class.
I can obviously tell girls are fawned of him.
He clears his throat and grins abit.
"This is our new student and he would like some time to introduce his self"
He looks surprise as if he didn't inspect giving a proper greeting.
Surprisingly he continues to stare at me. As I try not to focuse to much on his hazel eyes I distractb myself but doodling in my notebook, while still listening to his greeting not to be rude.
"First off, I would like to apologize for my week lateness, but I still had to settle in from my move her from new york. My name is Lucas Adams and .... hey" he finishes with another one if his smirks.
Most of the class admires him, I glance up and he is still weirdly staring at me. The lunch bell then rang, I packed my books and rushed out as most of my classmates ran to become acquaintance with Mr.Adams.
This kid had caught my interest honestly. I wondered why he had been staring at me for a abundant amout of time, I wonder what was his story.
As I got caught up in my thoughts, I noticed from the corner of my eye Mr.Adams was coming my way. I countinue to study and finish my lunch.
"Hello" he greets me happily.
"Hello Mr.Adams" I say with a slight smile.
"And you are ?"
"None of your concern, therefore irrelavent" I replied
He then chuckled.
" that's not a polite way to greet the new kid"
I noticed he was right, sadly.
"My apologies, I'm Diamond"
" Greetings Diamond" once again with one of his smirks and then bring my hand into his Palm and upon his lips.
That was quite a gentleman action.
"So what's your story Diamond? "
" I would ask the same to you "
"Me ? What do you think my story is?"
"I don't quite know, I have never been appoarched by someone like you... what do you think my story is ?" I asked.
"Your story?, ... I believe you are a good girl with strict rules, and you were raised with polite manners but deep done there's a wild girl in you and you just need something or someone to get to it." That was his answer.
" And how did you come up with an answer like that by just one conversation?"
Now I was really interested in Mr.Adams.