Noise. Chaos. Absolute ruckus. Basically, a normal first day of school after the hols. I had spent the entire autumn gazing at Ian's body....t'was time to get back to books.
Here i am, a normal geek, lost in her Kane and Abel amidst all the huzz-buzz of the first day during recess.
Really, that book gave me the creeps. Did i mention that i can be a full-on emo at times? Well, i cried reading Harry Potter, House of Nights even Vampire Diaries! That, is saying something!
So i was super engrossed in this book by my fave author, Jeffrey Archer who happens to be my role model too (yes i know he was imprisoned. Still. No judging) when he walks in. He walks passed me casually with his friend and i dont seem to notice. What was there to notice, really? (at least not much back then...) I continue reading as he gets into a 'bro-hug' with this other guy. He, who was just an acquaintance, nothing more. A batch-mate, you could say. Geez, i'd known him since forever but cant recall when i last ever spoke a word to him or about him.
So this 'him' as you perhaps rightly guessed is Stark. Stark Knight. Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist....
Nah...he was none of that. But yeah, big iron-man fan. Recess is just about to be over and im flipping the page of my book when he peeps in from behind. A little stunned, i shift in response and thats when he catches my eye. He has normal black hair, fair skin, black eyes but still there is something else. This sorta inexplicable charisma....
I blink at the click of a finger. I realise he's saying something to me.
"Jeffrey Archer? You too? Which one is that?" He chuckles as he asks me to turn the cover so its visible to him.
"ooo...intense....interesting.... You sure you're actually reading it and not just tryina show off or something?!"
I look at him bewildered as he grins at his own remark. Then he cocks his head off and exits the room.
Crazy fellow, i think to myself...
The bell rings and everybody noisily shuffles into the class, some dripping with sweat after a good game of 'squeezy' (dont get me wrong, its apparently a game similar to squash) while others enter swinging their lunch boxes in their hands. We've got English. Ah good.
The teacher's barely done with the roll-call when this tall chap enters and calls me out.
"Ms Macey would like to speak to you. Proceed to her room while i call the other fellow."
I follow the instructions and enter the room, wondering what work she could have from me. She's elegantly dressed with a rather blank look on her face and greets me a 'Morning Zoey'. In a matt of seconds i am joined by the other guy and...whoa! Again? Stark meets my eye and smiles. I smile back, still confused.
She addresses us both, signs us up for the editorial board of the school newsletter and dismisses us after assigning our duties. Mine's with him. Dayummm.
My thoughts are interrupted by him clearing his throat.
"think too much, dontcha?"
"uh...huh?"
"nevermind, call ya at 7, okay? "
"huh? Oh...oh! Hmm yeahh... Okay"
"funny chick!" he smirks and walked off.
Okay then. 7 pm it is.
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