crushing

Chapter four

(Trying to write longer chapters!!)
I had gathered my things from my backpack and hurried to my first class before anybody said anything. Just anything about the thing that's trying to kill me.
I arranged my binder, and notebooks and pencil bag all in two neat stacks and I chewed my bottom lip as I looked around waiting for somebody to fill the empty chair next to me. I tried to look around to try to pass the time as people slowly made their ways into the room. I saw one girl and I could tell she was gonna be one if those snotty, bratty popular that everyone loves except me. I dislike them.
One guy caught my eye. He was tall, well build with his medium long hair spiked up with a gel. He had on a plad button shirt with a breast pocket and baggy jeans. I saw him smile and he had the world's most beautiful, white, straits teeth, the perfect smile.
My jaw almost dropped because before I knew it he placed his supplied right next to my desk.
I totally felt a heart attack comming on, I felt it was gonna kill me. This guy wad drop dead gorgeous!
That's when I saw that one popular girl turn her head back and winked at him. He smiled back. The girl looked at me and gave a discussed look. I gave her a discussed look back and rolled my eyes.
This girl was defiantly gonna be a problem. I guess their dating. I mean why would a hot guy date somebody who's dying of cancer? This is not a fairytale or one of those inspirational movies. This was real life.
The teacher walked in and immediantly she stared right at me. Oh god... don't do this to me.
She looked down at her attedance, then at me.
"Uuhhmmmm, miss.... Aspen... Evans. Hats off." She said making a little motion with her hand.
"I-i cant." I stuttered.
"I said no hats."
"Fine." I said angrily and ripped my beanie off my head and frowned.
"Leave her be Mrs. Holling. She has cancer, she probable doesn't want her head to get cold." Said a girl a row in front of me.
"Why should we help somebody who's gonna die anyways?" Asked that popular girl that I already hate.
"Because I'm pretty sure I've gone through worse then you have so you have no right to take part in this." I piped up and slipped my beanie back on my head. The popular looked back at me and gave me another dirty look.
"It's okay, she's always like that when someone's right." Said the hot guy next to me.
I blushed a little, "thanks."
"Don't let her bother you. If anything happens you can always talk to me." He said.
"Thanks I just moved here so it would be a big help." I said.
Even his voice is beautiful, I could melt in my seat right here, right now.