Kayla walks through the halls of her new school. What if I make no friends? What if I get bullied? What if everyone hates me? Kayla thinks to herself as she walks to her new science class. Lost. All the guys looked up at Kayla. She feels nervous.
Kayla's POV:
"Hey pretty girl. Having trouble finding your class?" A boy asks me. I look up and freeze. He was gorgeous. Beautiful brown eyes, perfect brown hair, dresses like a pretty boy. He had on a Southern Marsh shirt. Shorts. High nike socks and sperrys. He just called me pretty. "Hello?" He asks. I unfeeeze. "Oh. Sorry. I was just looking at how cute you are. I mean. Yes. I need help" I say. "Did you just say I was cute?" He asks, smiling at me. "Uh. Yes. Sorry if you thought that was weird. It's just true. You're gorgeous." I say. "Haha. Thanks. I'm Tony. What's your name?" Tony asks. "I'm Kayla." I say. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl" Tony says. I blush. "Thanks"
Tony's POV:
There I was flirting with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. With her purple dress and necklace and sandals, deep blue eyes and beautiful freckles. Gorgeous, soft brown hair and the most beautiful smile. I know we just met, but we both instantly clicked. I just broke up with my girlfriend of 9 months, Allison, 2 weeks ago, because she cheated on me with my older brother, Taylor. I walk in to get a video game for me and my friend, and see them making out on his bed! So I dumped her on the spot, and she still comes over to "play" with my brother, and so I guess they're a thing now. Considering she didn't care I left her. So there she is, 13 with my 15 year old brother. "What class are you looking for?" I ask. "Room 304 8th grade advanced science." Kayla says. "Hey! I have that class too. I can take you if you want" I say, hoping for a yes. "Sure" she says.
Before this continues, let me tell you about myself. I am the most popular guy in school. No I'm not captain of the football team. Stereo types. I am captain of the soccer team. And I love baseball. And I am what the girls call "hot". And I'm rich. But not a show off. But yes, this is a private school. And I am very smart. And I choose my girls wisely. And right now, the new girl has my eye.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
I love you, Kayla
Teen FictionKayla believes her new school will be a flop. She is transferred to private because her old school want doing her justice. She thinks it's going terrible, until she meets the boy of the dreams.
