-Stephanie's Pov-
I awoke to the sound of my alarm ringing. I groaned as I shifted my body over to stop the ringing clock.
I looked at the time. 6:30 AM.
School starts at 7:15 AM. I reach school at 7:00 AM. My normal routine.I turned to look at the picture frame on my nightstand.
"Will I see you Calum? How do you look like now? I miss you."
Our school did not have a uniform so we could always wear what we wanted. The weather today was pretty chilly so I wore a hogwarts hoodie and some black skinny jeans with some cuts.
I went downstairs and got my breakfast that was already prepared on the dining table, Nutella on toast.
"Ready to go?" Mom asked.
"I guess.""Alright, take care Steph. You have to take the bus back home alright? Enjoy your first day." Mom kissed me on the check when we reached the school gates.
"Okay, thanks mom. Love you, bye."
As I walked out of the door, I could recognize a couple of familiar faces. They were all giving me dirty looks.
"Oh my word. Is that Stephanie Owens?"
"The one that just left the whole school without a word?"
"Who does she think she is? She can't just come back."I held on to my backpack straps tightly, with my face hanging low and quickly entered the school.
When I entered, everything was exactly the same. The walls were still painted with the faded yellow color. The tiles were slightly stained. The smell of the lockers, the books were lingering and the noises of students shouting and their footsteps.
I made my way to the dean's office to get my new schedule and locker key.
"Ah, look who we have, Ms Owens. It's a pleasure to have you back in Sydney High." Mr Harper, the dean smiled at me. He was always a kind man. After 5 years of not seeing him, he really did aged a lot. His hair was now gray, and his wrinkle lines could be seen, especially when smiling.
"Here you go, your schedule and your locker key. Enjoy your first day of school."
"Thank you Mr Harper." I bowed and left.
I took eight classes this year; English, Math, PE, Biology, English Literature, Music, Geography and History.
I looked at my schedule. My first class was English Literature taught by Mrs Jess. I remembered her.
I strolled down the hallways to the class E31, where English Literature was. Because I had to go get my schedule, I was late to class. I stood outside the door, took a deep breath and went inside.
"Oh Stephanie! There is my favorite student last time. Why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?"
I smiled and nodded. But when I turned around. I panicked. Everyone's faces had a feeling of bore. They were not interested. Oh man was this class weird. There was this guy wearing a plaid shirt with so many different colors on his hair, this blonde dude with a quiff and a lip ring. Were those even allowed? A curly brown head wearing a bandana over his forehead and a fedora. And oh my word. Is that... Is that Calum Thomas Hood?
His features were still the same except for the fact that he has grown up... So much. That scrawny kid? He was wearing a sleeveless Nirvana shirt which emphasized his huge toned arms and his jawline could cut me into pieces. He was gorgeous. His black hair slightly curled with blonde highlights, his button nose, huge eyes and squishy face.
He was laughing with the blonde one when he turned and looked at me. He immediately stopped laughing. He was tensed up. His jaw closed and tighten. He looked away.
"Ah.. Ah.. My name is Stephanie Owens. I was born here in Sydney but I moved to America when I was 12."
I heard Calum scoffed at the part of moving to America. He still remembers, he probably hates me now.
"Alright Stephanie, why don't you sit..... Alright beside Mr Hood. Mr Hood please raise your hand so she knows who you are."
I know who is Mr Hood.
He rolled his eyes and lazily stuck out his hand.
(This is the sitting position)
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