Carter's POV
I sit in English, desperately waiting for next period because I have photography class.
My teacher is rambling on and on about something to do with the book we read last week while I stare at the clock and count the seconds.
I think I've zoned out enough that I can actually hear the "tick-tock" sound of the clock. Or is that my mind playing tricks on me? Am I going crazy?
The bell finally rings and everyone rushes out the classroom, desperate to get out.
I walk in and see pictures hanging on the walls and a young-ish looking teacher sat at her desk.
He looks up, smiles and glances at the clock. "Early bird?" I chuckle and shrug.
"Just...excited." I sit at the back and he smiles at me. The class starts walking in.
Girl I don't know, boys I don't know, boys I don't care about, girls I hate, and a boy who's alone..?
He sits in the corner of the room and shifts uncomfortably. I try not to stare so I look away and focus on the pictures on the wall.
The bell rings once again and one more student runs in apologising on his way, Dan.
Dan is my best friend, he has been since the beginning of high school when he tripped in the hall and made me fall with him because he grabbed my arm.
He sits next to me and flashes his million dollar smile. I smile back and the teacher starts talking.
This time I actually pay attention though. Our first assignment is with partners.
I immediately look at Dan but he's already staring at his crush, Liam. Great.
"You're free to chat" Mr. Darbyshire says and goes back to his desk.
Dan looks at me and smiles "you're okay with me and--"
"Just go Dan" I laugh cutting him off and he pecks my cheek and runs off. I look around trying to find someone else to work with and I see that boy from before.
He looks at me, his blue eyes stare into my hazel ones. Before I know it he gets up and stands about a foot away from me.
"You know it's rude to stare" a small smirk plays on his red lips. I gulp and he looks around before his eyes land on me again. "I'll see you around Nirvana" he says and walks out of the classroom seeing as the bell rang right when he took his first step.
I stand there for a little longer confused and in shock.
What the fuck just happened?
A/N: Hello, it's Skye by the way. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed? Yeah sure why not and um yeah okay BYE
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Teen Fiction"I'm no ones favourite kind of art." "You're right. You're my favourite kind of masterpiece. You're my favourite story to tell. You're my favourite picture to show."