This whole day was gone. Time wasted on nothing. I couldn't concentrate during class, for the fact that I had Leon on my mind.
Thank god there were no pop quizzes today or I would have gone from A to D-.
Who is that guy? Why he chose me to pick on?
Wait! Probably he is jealous because I am perfect. Of course!
As I was laughing to myself and skipped out of my last period class, I was stopped by Leon.
"Ooh you scared me again...WHAT ARE YOU? A GHOST?"
"No, I was behind you this whole time."
"Now you sound like a stalker."
"I wasn't intending to."
"Ok. Why are you here?"
"What do you mean? We just had the same class."
"I mean... Do you have something to say to me?"
"Yes. You are not perfect and I am not jealous." He walked away.
"But how...did you...what just...huh?"
From a distance, "you were thinking out loud."
That makes sense...
Ugh! What is wrong with that guy!?
"Hey Chels!" Ryan approached me with a bucket of enthusiasm.
"Hey Ryan. Question. Have you seen the new transfer student?"
"We have a transfer student in our school?"
"Ok I'm guessing he is in none of your classes. He is in all of mine ugh!"
"Tough luck for you...?"
"Yes, YES IT IS! He picks on me on his first day of school. I wonder what's his problem!"
"Yes yes you can vent it out on your ride home. First you got to drop me off."
"Yeah ok."
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I couldn't stop pacing back and forth in my room. There was something up with that guy. That good looking, stylish, tall guy.
Thinking and thinking, I got nowhere.
"Wait. Why am I thinking about that guy? He is a jerk. Why am I wasting my time on him?"
I walked towards my wooden study desk and started working on my homework.
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"Woah Chels. What happened to you? You look like you just came out of an hurricane."
Ryan was waiting in front of my house. We usually go to school together since I am his ride.
I looked at my reflection against the window and noticed my shirt is on backwards, one of the legs of my leggings is up, my hair isn't combed properly, and my make up is messy.
"Don't worry, I will fix everything on our ride to school. TGIF!"
"I can say the same to you sista!"
"Don't. Dont...every...say that again."
"Sorry."
We laughed our way to school.
As I fixed and straighten my hair, redone my make up, secretly flip my shirt inside out, and pull down my leggings, I saw the new kid Leon hanging out alone in front of the school.
"Hey, hey, Ryan. That's the kid. The new kid. Look! Look! Come here."
I pointed towards Leon. Ryan all of a sudden had a confused face on.
"What's wrong?"
Ryan looked at me. "I don't know...for some reason, I feel like I have seen him before."
"I have the same feeling too..."
"Whoops, would you look at the time. Looks like first period is about to start."
"Ugh. Seriously?" We walked into the school, going to our designated class.
I go through the same routine.
First, greetings from everyone.
Then, going to my locker to get what I need.
Next, going to the bathroom to fix myself.
After that, getting pushed around by those bitches. But I am the one who always wins.
Finally, I go to class.
Since we came in a bit late, I only went through the first, second and last routine. Surprisingly, I wasn't stopped by Leon.
As the first 3 periods were in session, it was hell do me.
Period 1: Chemistry
Ms. Maya: everyone, please welcome out new student, Leon Sandler. He transferred from London to California. Please be nice to him.
Honey, why don't you sit next to Chelsea. She is a top student and can help full you in for this class.
Period 2: Calculus
Mr. Jerry: Good morning everyone. Please welcome our new edition to our math class, Leon Sandler. He is a smart young pupil and...hmm...Ms. Chelsea will take care of him. Please help him and update his math skills.
Period 3: US History
Mrs. Choir: Good morning explorers. Today we have a new explorer that will be adventuring with us from now on. Please welcome, Leon Sandler. He shall be partnered with my favorite student, Explorer Chelsea. Please help him revisit the places we explored!
Finally, lunch has arrived. I rushed out of my US History class like Speedy Gonzalez and met up with Ryan. We started walking towards Starbucks.
"Ryan. Guess. What. Happened. To me. In the last. Three periods!"
"You got paired up with the new student?"
"I got paired up wi--wait. How did you know?"
"Some people are talking about it."
We got on line to buy our food.
"Seriously? Ugh! Kill me now!"
Ryan chuckled. "Don't worry. Like always, teacher will rearrange seats soon."
"I hope so! Oh hi. Can I get a grande chocolate chip frap with this panini."
"That would be $10.38"
"By the way. I figured out who the new student is."
"Already? I couldn't even figure him out and yet you did? Oh, here you go"
"Thank you. Please wait for your frap over there."
"Well duh! Just need to remember elementary memories."
"Eh...too far back."
"Should I tell you or you want to wait?"
"Tell me now, WAIT no let me figure it out. No! Tell me. Ugh hold up. I don't know!"
"Grande chocolate chip frap!?" I took my drink and we both started walking back to the school.
"Ok fine Ryan. I am sure. Tell me."
"You sure? 100%?'
"Yes 100%"
"Ok then...he was that nasty guy that kept picking on you in the fourth grade. First he had a crush on you. But after you rejected him, he bullied you for the last half of the year."
My frap dropped on the sidewalk. The liquid oozed out, making the cup half empty. I stopped in my tracks, and froze like a statue.
Then, I looked as Ryan.
"HIM!?!?!"
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Roman d'amourI was left with no choice but to kiss him. After that it was a blur. You know, controlling hormones is a hard job for a teenager, but what can I do? Help...?!
