Fell for ''HER''.

This is a story, about a girl and a boy.

He fell in love with the new girl.

She wasn't excactly "His Type'', but oppasites attract.

He was the school's jock, the heart-breaker.

She was just another weird , new girl.

Everything happened when they unexpectidly an un-wantedly, bumped into eachother....

~• ALLY•~

''Watch Out, Damn!'', he yelled. The yell was pretty loud. But it wasn't completely my fault that we bumped into eachother, I mean, he wasn't even aware that he was gonna bump into me if he took another step and I thought that once he saw me, he would move. Because why t'f should I move!? He didn't and we crashed.

He looked pretty built and he wasn't carrying anything in his hands so he wasn't affected by the hit. Meanwhile, I was carrying both my math and language arts books and the impact made them fall to the floor.

I really don't know why but, ever since I could remember, I never liked picking stuff off the floor.

''UGGHH!!", I heavily sighed as I picked up my books. The guy just looked at me with an amused look on his face at the sight of me having pain, both from the bumping and having to pick up my books. He just kept looking at me until I got up. I stood up and we met face-to-face. I gave him a dissgusted face and and he smirked and said, ''Dont act like you don't like it''. ''Like What?! The fact that you just blindly bumped into me and causing me pain?!".

I pretty much tried to mimic his voice and tone because I didn't like the way he yelled at me. I always think, TREAT OTHERS THE WAY YOU WANNA BE TREATED. Apperentaly a lot of people wanted me to be rude and mean. I was more of a happier spirit back in middle school, but it slowely started to change once I was I got in highschool. It was people like him, who made the little bit of change.

When I first saw him, I thought he was one of those cheeky jocks, and my predictions were right because of the way he cheekily looked at me and walked away with a cheeky grin on his face. Almost looking proud...

~•JAMES•~

''Watch Out, Damn!", I yelled. Annoyance clear in my voice. ''UGGHH!!" she groaned, annoyance clear in here voice as she reached down for her books. I could tell she didnt enjoy doing that so I was pretty much satisfied of what I had caused her.

I stared at her as she went to the ground to pick up her books, amusement clear in my eyes.

She finally got and as she did, our faces came face-to-face. We stared at eachother for about a second, and her face gave a 'disgusted' look.

"Don't act like you don't like it'', I said, reffering to my face as she stared at me in 'disgust. It was obvious she liked it. I mean, 'Who Wouldn't!? I was the hottest guy in school and the football team's quarter back. Who wouldn't have the hots for me!?

She was probably just playing hard to get, except, there wasn't much to get. She wasn't excactly the 'cheerleader type' that I always stick to. Her hair was a dark shade of black and medium length, I prefered long blonde or brunette hair on a girl. The girls that I date usually have on either a cheerleading outfit or just a skirt or booty-shorts with a shirt that showed cleavage. This girl instead had on a dark pair of skinny jeans and medium-length-sleeve black shirt with the word 'SMILE' printed on it. I don't know why she even wanted to play harc to get if I wouldn't want her anyway.

''Like What?!. The fact that you just blindly bumped into me and causing me pain?!!" She said, power in her voice. I was amused as she just glared at me. Me, being the cheeky guy that I am, just smirked and walked away, keeping the mystery alive.

I smirked to myself thinking about that girl thinking, ''this is gonna be fun''....

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Well I'm pretty much new to this so go easy on me :) ...its a really short chapter but I hoped you liked it :D