Love Lasts Forever (Interracial Love Story)

Chapter One

Lauren's POV

Today was my first day at Lincoln Memorial High School. It's my final year and than I will be hopeful going to UCLA. But back to the day.

I put on some gray skinnys, red,black,and grey flannel shirt with a black spagetti strap shirt underneath, some red TOMS, and a grey beanie. I wanted to look good because I'd be going to school with white kids. And I packed some sweatpants and a jersey and my running shoes since my scholarship is for track.

I went to the kitchen in our small one story house. My daddy was in there making breakfast.

"Daddy, can you take me to school?" I asked.

"Yeah, princess." He said finishing up making breakfast. I stuffed myself with the veggie crepes my dad made. He was a chef for some family.

We got in the car and he started to drive me to school.

"Honey, the Kings wanna meet you. So I was wondering if you could be ready tonight by 8 because were going over there for dinner." My dad had been working for them for the last six months.

"Okay. What should I wear?" I asked.

"Something formal but casual." I nodded.

"Bye Daddy love you." I kissed his cheek and got out of the car.

This high school looked kinda like my last high school. The whole groups and everything.

When I walked in the school I got lustful looks from guys. They act like they never seen a black girl before.

Just as I was turning the corner, I bumped into a large figure. I was waiting to hit the ground but I felt two large hands grip my waist.

"Umm I'm so sorry." I mumbled looking up into the most beautiful green orbs I have ever seen.

"It's no problem......" Trailing off.

"I'm Lauren." I said holding out my hand.

"Slade." He said shaking my hand.

It fell into an awkward silence.

"Umm I need to get to the office." I said and walked away. I could his stare on me.

I walked into the office.

"Hi! I'm here to get my schedule." I said to the lady behind the desk.

"May ask your name, sweetie?"

"It's Lauren Richards."

"Here you go and practice is at 4."

"Thank you."

"Have nice day honey." I waved and left the office.

I looked at my schedule:

Homeroom- Admin.

1st- AP English Lit.

2nd- Thearter

3rd- French Part III

4th- AP Trig

5th- Lunch

6th- Home Econ

And then I have practice.

I walked into my first period and found a sit the front row.

I was writing in my notebook when I noticed a shadow in front of me and the smell of cheap perfume.

"Excuse you but your in my seat." A girl said.

"Ummm.." I looked all around the seat and didn't see a name. "I don't see a name on it so I guess its not 'your' seat." Putting a little extra into your.

"Do you know how your talking too?" She asked.

"No but I'm sure your gonna tell me."

"Damn skippy. I'm the one and only Ginger ."

I chuckled. "Do you find something funny?"

"Yeah actually I do." I laughed. "White people cuss funny."

"Excuse you."

"I'm just saying you said skippy. My great grandma doesn't even cuss like that." Than she did the unexpected. She slapped me. She fucking slapped. ME. And her sidekicks were laughing.

I stood up and walked over to her. I have a very low tolerance for people hitting me.

She looked scared. I punched her in her jaw. I guess taking kick boxing has its perks.

Just then the teacher walked in.

"What's going on here?" She asked.

"That peice of dirt punched me." That got me heated but I kept my cool.

"Is this true?" She asked to me.

"Yes but sh-" I was cut off my a group of people.

"Ginger hit her first and she was just standing up for herself." Said a short red-headed girl.

"Yeah we saw the whole thing." The guy sitting beside her said.

"Okay." The teacher who I do not know the name of yet. "Take a seat."

"So she just punched me and doesn't get in trouble." That Ginger girl shouted.

"No and Ginger I suggest you take a seat before I send you to the office for starting it." Teacher person said.

"Whatever." She walked to a group of populars and sat beside that Slade from earlier.

The group from earlier came up to me.

"Hi! I'm Miranda." The red headed girl said holding out her hand for me to shake.

"Hi! I'm Frankie!" The guy from earlier said.

"And I'm Lucas." Another guy said.

"I'm Lauren nice to meet you." I said.

After I met them school was over before I knew it.

I walked into the locker room and onto the track and started to warm up. I saw the men's soccer team come on the field.

I spotted Slade. Can I say he loked sexy as hell in his uniform.

"Richards, I wanna try you on hurdles even though your an anchor." Coach Ricks said.

"Okay." I took my place at the starting line. And everyone around was watching me. Coach blew the whistle and I was off.

I jumped perfect over the first I had a little trouble with second but the third jump was beautiful. But that last jump my foot got and I fell.

Coach and whole bunch rushed over to me because I was holding ankle.

"Slade take her to the nurse." Coach Ricks yelled.

"Yes Sir." Slade said.

With that said he picked me up bridal style and took inside the school.

"That was some hurdle jumping you did out there except for the fact that you ummm hurt your ankle." He said kinda trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah thanks." I said.

"You know your really pretty." He said causing me to blush.

"Thank you. Your not bad yourself." I said smiling.

He took me into the nurses office. And put me on the table.

"Sweetie what happened?" The nurse asked.

"Umm I fell doing hurdle jumps." I said embrassed.

"Okay let look at your ankle." I touched and feeled and it hurt like a bitch. "Honey you sprained your ankle. Now I suggest you ice it and now running for atleast a week. And you have use these crutches for a couple of days." She handed me some crutches and passed to give to my coach.

"Thank you." With that Slade and I left. Me on crutches.

"Hey look at the brightside at leats your is only sprained." I looked at Slade with the 'boy shut the fuck up' face. "Sorry trying to the mood."

We got on the and told the coach everything the nurse said.