Falling For Him

Meeting the player

Cody^^^ (aka Logan Lerman aka one of the loves of my life)

MEETING THE PLAYER
*quick note again, I'm still working on the updated version, the version that actually makes some sort of logical sense, which will be replacing this book. As in I'm just going to copy and paste over the chapters in the original story (the original story is this one that you're reading now). Okay that was long, no one will have read that, carry on, but beware I was 13 (I think) when I wrote it this and I'm almost 17 now*

•IZZY'S POV•

I stepped through the doors of the school. There were people everywhere, crowding the hallways.

Well of course, this is a school.

Urgh. Stupid mind.

I'm still here.

URGH!

This was my third school in the past two years and I intended on staying here.

I looked down at the map in my hands trying to work out where my locker was. I turned to the left and suddenly I was on the floor, my books scattered everywhere.

Maybe this wasn't the right school.

Damn right.

"Watch where you're going!" A male voice shouted as he kicked my books. He had dark hair and golden honey eyes with perfect cheekbones and a strong jawline. Why was the jerk so handsome?

They always are.

Shut up mind, you're not making this any easier.

He walked off down the corridor. The girls called a name I couldn't quite catch and the boys shouted out something about rugby {A/N: American Football}. The bell rang and a cluster of teenagers walked past paying no attention to me.

I just sat the ground and tried hard not to cry, although a stray tear did manage to break away and roll down my face. I quickly wiped it away.

Feet stopped in front of me and I waited for the insults, but they never came.

Instead I was greeted with kind words from an angels voice. "Hey are you okay? Do you need any help?" The angel asked starting to pick up the books without waiting for a reply from me.

I nodded and looked up. Everyone had gone to class and I could only see his face in the long hall. He had dark blue eyes, sweet red lips and dark brown hair that covered a bit more than a quarter of his forehead.

I couldn't speak, I was fumbling over words in my mind. "I-uh-um-well" I stuttered, no guy, especially no-one this cute, had spoken to me in a long time.

He smiled warmly at me and held out the books. "How about a thank you?" He asked knowing that I was having a hard time concentrating.

"Thank you" I replied taking the books and packing them up. "I need to go to my class."

"That might be a good idea as we are five minutes late, what class do you have now?"

I handed him my timetable.

"What?" I asked as I saw him grinning.

"Oh, it's just that we have all our classes together bar one." He answered shooting me a wide grin.

I smiled timidly back. Why was he being nice? Who was he? Was he just helping me for a dare or prank?

Why don't you just stop thinking the worst of people.

Before I had time to argue with my brain again the boy spoke. "I'm Cody."

He looked at me for awhile.

"What? Oh. I'm Isabelle."

"Come on Izzy, lets go" I smiled at my adopted nickname as he grabbed my forearm gently and tugged me along the corridor.

A few minutes later we opened the door to a science classroom.

"Ugh." came a loud voice at the back of the room sending shivers down my spine but they were the good kind. "Not her."

Everyone laughed and I felt small again.

I looked up to meet those melting golden eyes, and even though I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to look away. It was the boy who ran into me that morning.

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Pic of Cody at the side/top: It's Logan Lerman

Okay that was short and rubbish, oh well.

Lets get some things straight

1. No one is reading this

2. Therefore I am talking to myself

3. I like the number three

4. Isabelle expected an insult because of her background of being bullied, but that's another story.

5. I don't really have a point to put here but I couldn't end it on four.

Miss_mysterious_girl xox

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