(Y/n) pov
I rushed through the halls, going to first period.
There is a stampede of peasants behind me.
Shoving, yelling, twerking. Dude, it's gross.
you see, I'm not like these peasants.
I wear a red Beanie, grey sweatshirt with a lot of band bracelets, red skinny jeans and black combat boots.
Not short shorts or skin tight shirts.
No, im not into that kind of peasantry.
Im into hacking, im basically a computer nerd.
So...yea...im a hacker in descize. Deal with it.
I walk into my social studies class, taking my usual seat in the back.
I sat there, silently, looking amongst the peasants talking about their hair or flirting with the idiot jocks.
So I just decided to pull out my phone along with my headphones and get on YouTube.
I pulled up My Digital Escape and watched some before the bell rung.
Our teacher, Mr. Smith walked in with a new kid behind him.
He looked rather suspicious.
He had pretty messy blonde hair, a black shirt that said 'H4ck3r' on it with green skinny jeans, bracelets, a grey Beanie, and black converse.
He honestly looked hotttt.
"Everyone!" Mr. Smith boasted.
"We have a new student."
Everyone had a bored expression on their faces. Except me.
"His name is Ben....?" He said as if asking for his full name.
"Just Ben." He said in a deepish voice.
Mr. Smith nodded. "Well, you can take a seat behind..mmm.." he looked around the room.
"Sit beside (y/n)" he said motioning to the seat beside me.
Ben slowly trudged to the seat next to me and sat down.
I faced torwards the board, Mr. Smith starting to talk about Andrew Jackson.
I was writing notes when a piece of paper landed in front of my face.
I opened it.
Hey, you look really awesome. It read.
I looked over at Ben and he was looking at me.
Thats, you look awesome to. I smiled and handed Ben back the note.
He smiled at me and scribbled on the note.
You seem to be the kind of girl thats a computer geek, no?
I wrote back, yes, actually I am. Yourself?
Yes. He wrote.
I smiled and put the piece of paper into my binder, putting my attention back to the lesson.
"Can you show me around the school?" Ben looked over to me and whispered.
I nodded.
"(Y/n) and Ben. Are you helping?" Mr. Smith asked.
I nodded.
he smiled and went back to the lesson.
Me and Ben looked at each other and grinned.
this will be good...
