Catching the Fallen Tears

Hail's P.O.V.

                 We finally finished moving into our new house and unpacking, everything was in place and organized. I smiled at my lovely new room, tommorrow would be my first day at my new school. My mother, father and I moved over to the U.S. in August to get settled and be ready for the new school year. Wenatchee wasn't as different from London as I had thouhgt it would be. The only difference I noticed a whole lot was that eveyone had American accents. I looked at my phone for the time, 5:57 P.M. I was getting tired. I set my alarm for 7:00 A.M. and went to bed.

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                I woke to the sound of my alarm playing Kiss You by One Direction, and sat up. I got out of bed and shuffled to the bathroom. I closed the door and started the shower.About 10 minutes later I got out and was dressed. I wore pink mid-thigh shorts and tucked inside of them was a white v-neck, I put on my favorite black belt with sparkles. I topped it off with my black hightops and quickly applied makeup. I kept it light and nutreal, I curled my hair and put it in a high ponytail. I walked down stairs after grabbing my backpack I went down our twirling stair case.

            "Morning Mum, Dad!" I said chirpily. I grabbed a poptart and unwrapped it. "Morning Love," My mum said. My father followed behind her and said "Good Morning Darling..." He looked up from his newspaper and smiled. "Well, I'm off! See you later!" I said running to the door, poptart in hand. I walked outside, I smiled, it was beautiful out here. The sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in sight.

               The school was a block away so I could easily walk to school. As I neared the school, a car came speeding past me. I just kept walking, once I reached the school i looked for my locker number. "Number 13," I mumbled to myself.  I found my locker and put my backpack in my locker. I never thought my sophmore year would be in another country, I thought to myself as I walked to my first class.

             I pulled out my sheduele and saw my first class was Drama, and after that was Math. 21B was the classroom number for Drama, once I found the room I went inside. So far Drama was my favorite class. I walked into Math noticed that there was to be a seating arrangment. "Hello you must be Ms.Clare, correct?" My new teacher said. "Yes I am," I said smiling at her. "I'm your Math teacher Mrs.Turns, you can sit next to Mr.Herson that will be your designatted seat." The middle aged woman pionted her finger at a VERY good looking boy sitting in the back of the room.

              I walked over to the desk at his side, and sat myself down. He sort of ignored me which I really didn't mind because I was used to it. Normally guys liked me but, never told or showed me. Half-way through class he seemed to notice me, he looked over at me as if he were......checking me out. As his eyes went up and down my body I tried my hardest to pay attention to the teacher. He never looked away from me, he winked at me, and he KNEW he was making me uncomfortable.

              The bell rang as I finished packing up my things. I stood up and walked to the door of the classroom. The second I was in the hallway, someone was looking over my shoulder at my shceduele.  It was just a bit awkward, I looked around for my next class, Music. I was hoping I would get this class. So, I was a little happier than before still upset though. Mr.Herson walked right into the same room as me. 'UGH!' I thought to myself. Mr.Herson walked up to me and said, "Hello I'm Ky, Ky Herson and you are?"

               I smirked and said, "None ya," and walked away only 2 steps just to be pulled back into Ky's chest....his rock hard chest. "Not so fast babe, whats your name?" He said a bit more forceful this time. I tried to get out of his  grasp, i honestly wasn't trying very hard, I didn't want to get into trouble on my first day here.  "If I tell you will you let go of me and leave me alone?" I asked. "Yeah, Sure whatever now...NAME!" he said. 'Self centered JERK' I thought to myself and spoke, "Hail Clare." I said plainly.

           He didn't let go, instead he turned me to face him pulled my hands behind my back tied together in one of his hands. He reached in my back pocket where my phone was, pulled it out and did something to it. I grabbed my phone from him when he let go of me and looked at what he did. I had a new contact and he sent himself a text so he had my number. 'FUCK THAT CUNT' I said in my head. He has now gotten on my badside and will be forever! The next time he pulls something like that he will be in the ER! It is World War 3 I'm about to start here! Bring it SUCKA as Americans would say. Ky is going DOWN!