Chapter 2; Gabriel

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Anastasia's POV

I look at my list again, and wonder if I will be able to accomplish all of my goals by the time High School ends.
  "What's that your holding?" a voice says in front of me. Startled, I press the book to my chest.
"A- a notebook... Yeah it's just a notebook, that's all..." I stutter.
"OK, if you say so," the boy extends a hand out to me. "I'm Gabriel, what's your name?"
"I'm Anastasia," I reply, smiling warmly. Gabriel sits down next to me and we start talking. Apparently, he was the one that I had bumped into this morning, and he was lost since he had just moved here. By the time we were done talking, the bell rang. I gather my things and rest them against my hip.
"You should cross off that first task on your wish list" Gabriel winks at me then walks away. I stare at the direction he walked away, stunned. Does that mean I have a friend!? I push the flowery branches of the willow away as I walk out from under the tree to my next class.

Time skip to three weeks.... 

Gabriel's POV

When I saw her sitting there all alone, looking out at everyone laughing, I instantly knew I wanted to be with her. So, being the confident idiot I am, decided to sneak up behind her. Ya know, to surprise her. But then I saw her list, and I decided to become her friend. I rake my tan fingers through my brown hair and i hear girls around my sighing. My brown eyes look at them confused and I clear my throat. "Can I help you?" I ask.

"You can help my with a lot of things," a blonde girl says, sticking out her chest. I blink and then realize what she means.

"Oh god no, oh my sweet Jesus that is repulsive." I gag, covering my face with my hands. I peek through my fingers and notice how badly she did her makeup. I take my hands away from my face. "Is that your makeup?!"

"Um yes..." She seems flustered. She should be.

"Are you sure? I mean it's either you're the love child of a demented clown, or your parents made a mistake, or you just have really bad makeup skills." I tell her. She and her clones gasp and start whispering excitedly.

"Who do you think you are?!" she asks, being way too dramatic. She juts out her bottom lip and gives me a fake innocence look. I just look at her flatly.

"I'm Gabriel. I'm a person. I'm real, unlike your eyelashes and boobs," I deadpan. The girls gasp and I roll my eyes, as I see my savior walk into the room. I can't tell her that she's my savior because then I'd never hear the end of it. Anastasia plops down in the seat next to me.

"Boo hoo is poor wittle Gabriel surrounded by fake blondes? What a shame," she shakes her head at me and smiles. Ah, I love that smile. Even with the braces she has an amazing smile. Since I've met her, her fashion taste has changed, thank god. Gone are the days of plaid skirts and matching sweaters. Now, thanks to me, she looks absolutely gorgeous. She's wearing a white sweater with a navy blue skater skirt with a gold belt, and black ankle boots. She took my recommendation and put on a light coat of mascara, lip balm, and she finally got rid of her glasses and has contacts. And yet, she's the most stunning girl in the room. I beam at her, taking in the jealous glares girls are giving her.


"Yeah they're really annoying me! They're trying to flirt with me!" I pout. She just throws her head back and laughs.

"Half the football team would gladly take your place right now." she laughs, and the room gets 20 shades brighter than it was.

"You know I only have eyes for you, princess." I smile at her blushing. She's about to say something to me, but then our old, boring, torturous math teacher walks in the room. Mr. Simmons. I know all math teachers are boring and torturous but Mr. Simmons is especially torturous. He wore a red velvet suit, every day. Every single day. I mean sure, they went with his jet black hair and icy blue eyes, but HE WORE THE SAME THING EVERY DAY! Anastasia knows this, and throws me a smirk and shakes her head slowly. Ignoring her, I raise my hand after he says all of his boring stuff.

"Yes Gabriel?" he asks, sounding completely sophisticated.

"Why are you wearing that suit today, Mr. Simmons?" I ask, sounding completely bored. I hear Anastasia groan next to me, and I wink at her.

"I'm wearing a suit today... Do you have a problem with that?!" he responds, trying to make a comeback. I snort, because that was pathetic.

"Maybe I DO have a problem with that. Maybe it's the fact that you never wash that suit," I try to bait him into saying exactly what I want him to say.

"I do wash my suits! I just have a lot of the same suits," he looks suddenly flustered and he's glaring at me.

"Well, I think that maybe you should change it up sometimes, and not wear the same smelly red suit everyday. Maybe a blue suit, or a white dress shirt and red slacks. Mix it up a bit. I mean, I know you worship Santa Claus and everything, but you need to chill." I smirk at Anastasia, and she's hiding behind her hair since she's laughing so hard. I try to contain my laughter as Mr. Simmons just looks flustered and tells us to open our text books and do the 10 pages in the chapter. While I'm trying not to fall asleep on my text book, I suddenly hear snoring. I look up and I see Mr. Simmons fast asleep on his desk. I stifle my laughter and get my stuff and poke Anastasia with a pencil.  "Let's get out of here princess," I tell her, and her eyes widen and she gives me an one million dollar smile. I grin back, and I sling my arm around her waist and we walk out of the classroom together. I look at her as we talk, her laughing at everything I'm saying and I think to myself that I was lucky to get such an amazing friend like her. We get to the willow tree, the one where we first met, and I sit down, and my princess puts her head in my lap, and I braid her hair.

She takes out her floral notebook, and I smile and look over her shoulder at the things we've accomplished together.

-Make a friend +

-Hang out with that friend +

-Not get bullied for a day +

-Go to movie with friend +

-Go shopping with Gabriel AGAIN +

-Ditch class with Gabriel +

-Graduate

-Have a boyfriend

-Get high honor roll

-Get a friend that's a girl.

-Hook Gabe up with someone.

"Hey I resent that last goal!" I pout. She just laughs in my face, and my gaze softens at her laugh, sounding like twinkling bells. I remember when I the day I started calling her princess....

Flashback to 2 weeks ago...

We were walking to the mall and I had seen a store where they could dress you up in whatever they thought would look best on you. I immediately dragged her into the store, and asked them to do me and Anastasia. Well, I loved the outfit they gave me. It was a white shirt under a navy blue sweater, so you could only see the collar of the white shirt underneath, and they gave me brown skinny pants and brown suede shoes. I walked out of the changing stall at the same time as Anastasia did and I literally stopped dead in my tracks. They had put her in a midnight gown, with a small slit going up her legs to her knee and they gave her white gloves up to her elbows and gave her a shining crown. She had blushed and looked away after seeing my reaction. I probably stared for the longest time until she cleared her throat and looked at girls gawking at me. I turned around and they squealed. I remember hoping that my princess would never turn out like that....


End of the second chapter.. YAY
So I am terribly sorry for not updating when I said I would I tried to write and then I got soooo much homework and I wrote and then Watt-pad deleted my whole chapter so I had to re write it so I'm sorry... I will update on Thursdays from now on so feel free to kill me in the comments, but only playfully killing me please not hate. Tell me what you think of Gabriel and Anastasia.

Coming up... 

Next chapter:

Gabriel meets Anastasia's parents and brother... and you get an inside look on Anastasia's life... Warning: there will be a major plot twist in one of the upcoming chapters. 




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