One In A Million

2: It's You

Third person's POV

Charlotte was in her classroom reading her textbook at the back of the class near the window while the class was as noisy as ever. Gossips here, gossips there, chat here, chat there, it was the same as it was everyday.

Charlotte's POV

The class was noisy like always but I can't lose my focus. I need to keep studying for the upcoming test later. I heard the bell ring which was the signal for homeroom time but no one listened until the teacher came. "Okay class, please settle down and read your textbooks..." the teacher said. "Why should we?" "Talking is much better than read boring books!" my classmates argued with the teacher, "Just like always..." I sighed as quietly as possible so no one could hear but no one ever pays attention to me anyway.

Third person's POV

The principal of the school went into the room which caused everyone to shut their mouths and sit down properly. "Good morning everyone." the principal said and continued, "Noisy as ever I see... Anyways, you'll have a new classmate for this school year his name is Blake Parker. Please be kind to him and help him around school, okay?" "Yes, sir." everyone said. The said student came in and everyone started whispering amongst themselves.

Charlotte's POV

"A new student, huh? Blake Parker, was it? I wonder who he could be..." I thought to myself. I closed my book after finishing what was needed to be studied and heard everyone whispering, "He's kind of cute, don't you think?" "He's my type of guy...".

I looked up to see who that "Blake Parker" was and why he made everyone whisper those things and to my surprise he was the guy I bumped into earlier. "Wait he's the guy I bumped into earlier, right?" I thought.

I looked at him and we made eye contact. I looked away to make sure he doesn't know I was the one he bumped into earlier but it's obvious that it was me but I hope that he already forgot about me. I'm just a nobody to everyone. I sighed and looked out the window.

Blake's POV

I looked around the class and I saw that girl I bumped into earlier. We made eye contact and I felt something from that but she looked away which made my heart ache for some reason. "Why do I feel this?" I thought but the teacher interrupted me. " Okay Mr. Parker, why don't you sit down beside Ms. Charlotte at the back of the class. It's fine with you, right?" the teacher gestured me to where I should sit and I was somehow glad since I was able to sit next to her.

"It's fine." I smiled to the teacher and the girls screamed. "Just like my old school..." I thought and made my way to my seat as the girls stared at me. Classes began after that event but I felt really uncomfortable since the girls won't stop staring at me and I couldn't focus on the teacher's discussion. "This is gonna be a long day..." I sighed.

Charlotte's POV

The girls screamed as Blake smiled and it was really annoying for me and it seems  that Blake was already used to this. He was now my seatmate and how I wished he sat somewhere else because these girls' stares are annoying and are making me uncomfortable "Ugh... This is gonna be a long day..."

~Time skip~

Throughout the day, Blake was swarmed by his fangirls. "So annoying..." I thought as I walked home from school. I reached my house and unlocked the door with the key I had in hand. "I'm home." I said but realized that my parents weren't here. The house was completely empty and silent. "I guess I'll just study as always..." I sighed and did so.

I laid down on the bed after having dinner and taking a quick shower, "What an exhausting day." I sighed knowing tomorrow will be another tiring day. After studying a bit, I kept my book and got comfortable in the bed, "Tomorrow's another day..." yawning as I drifted off to sleep.

Blake's POV

That was exhausting for my first day of school. But at least I met that "Charlotte girl" I bumped into early this morning.

Hmm... She wasn't like all the other girls that fawned over me. She was smart but she isn't sociable. She didn't talk at all, unless it was a teacher asking her a question. She was different.

But before I got deeper into my thoughts about her, I drifted off to sleep. "Tomorrow's gonna be an exhausting day." With that I fell into a deep sleep.