[ Avery's pov ]
*WACK*
"What the fuck?!" I yell jumping in my seat.
"Ms.Benson! Your language!" Mrs.Smith yells.
"Sorry. Did the bell ring?" I ask looking around the classroom.
"Yeah, let's go before we're late!" Mariah says pulling my wrist.
I quickly snatch my backpack as Mariah pulls me out of the class.
"Maybe you should stop falling asleep in her class." Mariah laughs.
"Nah, I'm good." I laugh shrugging.
"Alright, text me when it's about to be lunch. I gotta go, don't wanna be late." She quickly says running off to her next class.
I nod and turn around walking to my next class. History....yay.
The late bell rings and I groan running to my next class.
I quickly open the door. The door slams into the wall next to me and the class jumps.
Oops....
"Ms.Benson. Late again. What a shame. Now take a seat." Coach Allen points to the desks.
I nod and walk to the back of the class sitting in my usual seat.
Everyone's still staring at me. I look around and glare at them.
They all quickly turn around and pay attention to the teacher.
I pull out my phone about to pull out my headphones too when the door slammed open again.
Everyone turned to look who it was...except me. I couldn't care less about who it was.
"Sorry I'm late. I couldn't find the classroom." A male voice says.
"It's alright, you're the new student umm...."
"Cameron. Cameron Dallas." The new student said.
Mariah wasn't kidding. Oops.
"Welcome to Saugus High. I heard you play soccer. Is that true?" Coach Allen asks. Typical.
"Yeah, I do." The new guy said. He sounds nervous.
"Well I'll be your coach. Now you can go take a seat in an empty desk."
I hear footsteps and I plug in my headphones. Now to pick a song.
I decide on Watcha Say - Jason Derulo.
I was closing my eyes and listening to the song when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I took out my earbuds and looked at whoever tapped me.
"Umm..hi." The new guy said.
Damn. I wish he wasn't hot. Then I might've had a chance with him...
'What the hell Avery?!! Get it together!'
"Hello?" I said in more of a question.
"I'm Cameron. Cameron Dallas." He says sticking out his hand.
I grab it and we shake hands.
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Imagination (c.d)
Fiksi Penggemarim•ag•i•na•tion the faculty or action of forming new ideas, or images or concepts of external objects not present to the senses Wanna steal my idea?? TOO BAD!! Please do not steal my idea...its original and I actually happen to like it. Thank you.