prefect chemistry ~ nash grier

chapter 1: Kylie's POV

Song for this chapter

Taylor swift - mean
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Kylie's POV

Imagine sitting in history and hearing your teacher go on and on about world war tow, how millions of people die, houses were destroyed, countries economy dropped, it's like this annoying sound going through your ears and yet you can't seem to stop it, that's how I felt at this very moment.

History is definitely not something I like, not only am I bad at it but I also hate it, and the worse part is, I have to sit there for 45 whole damn minutes, someone should just kill me.

As soon the bell rang, I jump from my seat gathering my things, shoving it back in my bag, and rushing out the door, I had another  subject I can't stand, science, ugh science.

Walking through the hallway is like walking through people in time square, people shoving and pushing, some screaming to get out of the way, after pushing through so many students and getting pushed, I finally made it to class with my bag hanging over my shoulder, I took my usual seat, in the back where no one would know I exist, not that anyone would even care.

Let's just say, my life is a living hell, I'm an outsider, everywhere I go, I'm not wanted, I mean come on, even my own parents hates me, I was told everyday, how I'm the ugliest human alive, too fat, a waste of space, worthless, and will forever be unloved, but again, it's alright, I learn to cop with it, live with it, and embrace it.

Mr. Martin, my science teacher soon began to explain what we were going to be doing but stopped when a boy walks in, I sat up to get a good look at him, and good, god, he was beautiful, no scratch that, he was prefect, he had a brownish curly hair cover is forehead, a pink full plumb lips, a hard stumbled jawline, and even from far away you could see his light ocean blue eyes, 'any girl would be lucky to have him'.

Gasp and sighs went around the room, like some of them knew him and some were just taking in his features, especially the girls, a tiny jealously erupted in my stomach, 'it's not like he's going to even like me, as soon he finds out how sad and pathetic my life is, I bet he will join in making my life miserable '.

"Ah, you must be Mr. grier", Mr. martin said snapping his fingers together in order to remember, "welcome to east high, you may take a seat next to Kylie, kylie please raise your hands".

I was so lost in his features that I forget I was called on, snapping back to reality, I did as told, raised my hands up high, suddenly I was getting death glare from girls, the boy smiled at me before taking his seat.

Mr. martin went back to talking about the lesson for today.

"hey, I'm Nash", I heard a soft, low voice beside me.

My gaze drifted from the black board and to the beauty next to me, "well, Nash, if I were you, I wouldn't be talking to me", I responded drily, 'I wasn't trying to be mean, or a bitch, but he needed to be upgraded'.

His eyebrows raised up in confusion wanting to ask what i meant but Mr. martin voice stops him.

" the person next to you will be your lab partner for the rest of the year, so start getting to know each other, and no, you can't change your partners, I don't want any, arguments or compliance, am I understand?".