Murphy's p.o.v
I watched him talk to the boy in front of him. I wonder what they're discussing, they seem pretty into whatever it is. Probably some party, or a girl.
A man walks past the group of teenagers who's occupying the corridor. He stops in front of the grey door and unlocks it, letting everyone in. Some are eager and are practically running inside. I, on the other hand, couldn't care shit. I drag myself across the hallway and get into the room.
"okay, please be quiet so we can start the school year calmly!" the man starts "I hope everyone's had a great summer. As you may have noticed, we have a new student joining us" he says pointing at me. Oh god. People turn their heads to me and I have about thirty pairs of eyes staring at me. Fuck, I hate attention.
"Uh, hi" I start quietly "I- I'm Murphy, well thats my last name, everyone uses it so there's no use in knowing my first name, which is John by the way" laughter fills the room and then everyone turns back to the teacher. Way to dodge that bullet. I tune out, not really listening to whatever Mr. Siarso is telling us about. I look to the side seeing a pair of brown eyes looking at me. I greet them with a smile, and the owner of them blushes. I look down at my untied boots, smiling because I know he's wearing them too.Bellamy's p.o.v
So his name is Murphy, cool.
The lesson is boring as hell, and I couldn't care less about algebra. If it's math why are there letters involved in this shit?
As I look around the classroom, I let my eyes rest on him. Pale skin, brown hair, blue eyes... eyes that are now looking at me and lips that are smiling. Shit! I'm blushing. I quickly look away and hope that he didn't notice the red colour covering my face. Great job, Bell, embarrass yourself the first thing you do. Way to go.
Forty-five minutes later the bell rings and we are dismissed. I grab my things and get out of the room as fast as I can. I try to sneak past everyone without having to face him, but unfortunately that is not fucking happening as I bump into him.
"Shit, sorry" I say quietly
"It's cool" he chuckles
"About earlier, you know, in class.." I start embarrassed
"Don't think about it" he winks at me and walks away.
I watch as he makes his way to the lockers, and the last thing I see is the boots I know I'm wearing too.
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Ayye so this was chapter 2. Sorry it's quit short, hopefully the next one will be longer. Hope y'all liked it && please vote if you did. Comments are appreciated, xx
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