He was stunning. Dark brown hair and hazle eyes.
I stopped myself right there. What was I doing? One second I'm yelling at him, the next I have a crush? That was the word. Crush. If I got the chance to know him, he'd probably end up just being a snotty, stuck up boy. No way was this happening.
I quickly let go of his hand. "Thanks." I say, letting my eyes wonder so I didn't seem too interested.
"What am I supposed to do now?" I ask mumble to myself. "What?" He asked, seeming that I had asked a question he was supposed to answer.
"Oh nothing!" I rush out. "I was just trying to get to the Great Hall."
"Oh! I'm heading that way too. I can show you the way." He gestured to the way I had just come from.
Great! I had gone the wrong way and gotten a head bump for nothing!
We walked in silence most of the way, until Jaspen asked me if I were new here. "Ya," I said, a bit confused, since I obviously had no idea where the Great Hall was, I though he would have already guessed that. He was probably just trying to break the silent.
A little bit futher down, we finally got to the Great Hall. All around us were scattered people stuffing their faces with food. Jaspen sat with some other guys, and I decided to find some other people to sit with.
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India White
Teen FictionEver since India lost her memory, nothing's been the same. She ends up at a school for the magical, where she gains powers. Although she meets a cute guy named Jaspen, her life seems to be to constantly be in peril. What happens when she finds herse...
