Him

The new girl, Dilan Jones

I walked inside of the huge school I was going to start to call mine. I walked into the main office where a thin woman with red glasses and her hair pulled tight into a bun on the top of her head was waiting at her desk.

"Hello" she said, "I don't think I recognize you. Whats your name?"

"Dylan Jones." I said clearly.

"Alright Dylan its nice to meet you! Im Mrs. Greene and I have your shedule. Have a great first day! And welcome!"

"Thank you!"

I walked out of the room and looked at my schedule. I had eight classes called mods. History, Art, study hall, lunch, study hall, study hall, biology and English. Easy right? I looked on the back of my schedule to see a printed off map of the two floors of the school. I smiled. I saw a note from Mrs. Greene that says "Just trying to help you get your way through your first day! Good luck!" I smiled again. Today was going to be a great day... At least I hope! I walked down the hallway and up the stairs to a long hallway of many individuals staring at me. My hands started to get shaky. Was I wearing the wrong thing? Did my makeup smudge? Is my hair doing that static thing? I clenched my fists together and put one foot in front of the other. The stares continued all the way down the hall. When I got to my locker I looked at my combination (02-00-15) Easy right? I looked back at the hallway to see my classmates continual stares. It's like I was the new baby in the family, but worse. I rolled my eyes, flipped my hair, and put my binders in my locker. I grabbed my binder, a pencil and my schedule. I closed my locker and turned my schedule over to my map and as I turned I slammed into a very muscular chest. I looked up to see a very cute guy. He was muscular, with blonde spikey hair, blue eyes and a surfers tan. The term "beach babe" described him perfectly.

"Oh my gosh I'm sorry." I blushed. I took a step back to get a full look at him. I met his eyes to find him doing the same to me. He was grinning and I was smiling.

"Nah it's alright. So you're the new girl?" I nodded my head. "Nice. What's your first class?"

"Uh, history with Mr. Ackerman?"

"Wow, I'm in that class too. I'm headed that way now so if you want, you can follow."

I smiled. "Thanks that's really sweet. I'm Dilan."

"A boys name for a girl?"

"No. It's a unisex name." I exclaimed, offended.

"I'm just kidding." And then he chuckled. It sounded like the best thing in the world. And I found myself laughing out loud too.

"So you haven't told me your name yet."

"It's Jake." We turned a corner and went down a flight of stairs.

"Oh okay. So what I'm guessing your the football type? With basketball, and baseball as well?"

"Yeah. I'm point guard, pitcher and quarterback. Let ME guess. Are you the popular cheerleading straight As student?"

"Yes actually surprised? The captain. And last quarter I got one B in Science so not that much of a straight A student. I'm guessing your 3 point shot isn't as good as your one touchdown of the season?"

"Ouch. Are you underestimating me?"

"Guess so Jock." We walked down the hallway.

"Well then Captain. Actually, last season I made 12 3 pointers in one game and made over 10 touchdowns in one game. Pretty impressive I'd say."

To say I was impressed was an understatement. But I didn't show it.

"I'd have to see it to believe it."

"Fine. In study hall we go down in the gym and whoever gets the most 3 pointer shots in a row, gets to buy the other one lunch, plus dessert and we have to sit at the same table."

"You're on!" He smiled at me again. And I stared into his gorgeous eyes, smiling too. And he led me into my first mod class.

-----what do you guys think of Jake?---