Chapter 2,
Ivy (P.O.V)
"That ass hole of a jerk!" I scream as we get home.
"Calm down sis" Aiden says
"No, I will no calm down! I hope he rots in hell!"
"What's all the-" Cade starts but gets cut off when I scream.
"Just leave it." And then I march straight up stairs.
"Don't forget we have school tomorrow" Conner shouts after me.
Ok, it's now the first day of school, "I can do this" I say to myself as I open the doors to my homeroom class, and crap everybody's starring at me. I force out a smile as I make my way to the teacher's desk to hand in my transfer form and I then start to take a seat.
"Class, this is Ivy Stryker. Won't you tell the class about yourself." he asks me.
"Ummm ok, my name is Ivy, I have four brothers and two best friends, I love the color purple and yeah." I say awkwardly.
After my little introduction I go to take a seat, until someone approaches my desk. I decide not to look up and to continue writing. Until figure that the shawdow isn't going to move, I move my head to look up when I see that jerk from the coffee shop strarring down at me.
"What?" I say looking up.
"Move your in my seat" he says in his I'm too cool for you voice.
"I don't see your name here" I say pointing to the seat.
"Actually it does" he replies pointing to the desk.
l look to where his finger is pointing and there is his name carved into the desk.
“How do I know that’s your name?” I ask trying to play dumb.
“Just move, NOW!”
“No Andrew” I say in my bitchest tone ever.
“DO NOT CALL ME ANDREW! It’s Drew, get it?”
“Whatever” I say rolling my eyes.
As I turn back to go to work I notice that he still hasn’t moved, so I just decide to ignore him and to continue working.
“Just let it go” A voice pipes up from behind me.
“No” Drew replies
“Sorry new girl, he’s a bit stubborn”
“I figured that out on my own” I reply as I turn around and meet a pair of blue eyes.
“By the way my name’s not new girl it’s Ivy”
“Cool my names Tristan”
“Nice to meet you Trista”
“It’s Tristan”
“Oh sorry Trist” I reply
“No, no it’s T.R.I.S.T.A.N” He replies saying each word slowly.
“Why didn’t you say so Tan”
“Ok you can make friends later, now move” Drew says directing the comment at me.
“But how will we be friends if she moves?” Tristan replies.
“Yeah Andrew” I whine, knowing it annoys him.
“Whatever” Drew replies.
After a while Drew goes to sit in another seat, while I smile in victory. I turn around to high five Tristan.
