Shawn Mendes as Finnegan Dallas
-Isabella Washington-
I shut my locker door and headed to my first class of the day, math. My hatred for math is indescribable. If I was ever convicted for murder, it'd probably be for killing math. As I walked into the classroom I sat in my assigned seat and looked towards the board.
Bellwork: pg. 174
Great. I turned to page 174 in my book and skimmed over it. I screamed inside in joy. Just kidding, more like I screamed in agony. 20 problems to do. 20 problems. It may not seem like a lot, but this is algebra stuff. The only thing I can relate to in math is that my brain is like a scatterplot during math. If it was problems such as 1+1 I'd be the number 1 A+ student in class. I mentally groaned while doing the problems.
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As lunch neared I was waiting for class to be over. My stomach was ready to have world war 3 with me if I didn't eat soon. I plopped down onto the hard plastic seat next to my best friend, Jes. I dropped my brown paper lunch bag onto the table and stuffed my hand inside. My hand came out with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. I happily took a bite of my sandwich and glanced over at Jes, who was smiling at my savage hunger.
"What?" I glanced over at her.
"First, don't speak with your mouth open while chewing food, gross. And second you look like you're in love with that sandwich." She stated.
I finished chewing and replied, " That's because I am in love with food. It's always there for you no matter what, and doesn't hurt you... unless you throw up or get diarrhea or something like that."
"Eww okay then..." she said shaking her head.
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I walked down the hallway to the last class of my day, history. As I was walking I bumped into someone.
"Ouch" I groaned as my butt hit the hard floor.
"Whoa um sorry..." a hand reached down. I grabbed it and pulled myself up. I looked to see who this klutz was... okay maybe I was the klutz in this case but whatever. I didn't recognize the guy in front of me but dang he was good looking. "Fizzie Izzie"
Huh? No one called me Fizzie Izzie, not even my best friend. Everyone called me just Isabella. I looked into the guy's chocolate brown eyes in confusion. "Um sorry you are?...." I asked in embarrassment of not even knowing who this was.
Hurt flashed in his eyes but quickly disappeared. "Finnegan..." he spoke.
Finn? Finnegan Dallas? No it couldn't be. This must be a different Finnegan. I mentally slapped myself. There was only one Finnegan in this school. Well, unless you count that sophomore everyone called "Fat Finn". Yeah, not a cool nickname. And there was only one person in the school that calls me "Fizzie Izzie" which sadly was Finnegan Dallas.
"Dallas..." he finished.Yep, definitely Finnegan Dallas. I glared at him. My glare must have been pretty harsh because he winced. "Uh sorry" he apologized. I rolled my eyes.
"I have to get going..." I told him. I tried to push past him but he held me back, "What?" I asked in an irritated tone.
"I haven't seen you in a long time an-" he started.
"Of course you haven't," I interrupted, "you were too busy hanging out with you're other group of 'friends," I snarled making air quotes around the word "friends". I looked away, not wanting to look at him one second longer.
"I-I," he stuttered.
"Save it" I told him.
I guess he regained his confidence because he replied saying, "Well Izzie, I remember that you were the one that left me for popularity?"
"Those girls asked me if I wanted to sit with them and I did. It was only for like 3 months. And in 9th grade for Pete's sake! You moved to that private school for 2 years and now you come back and blame it all on me?" My glare challenging him to say another word. It probably didn't faze him considering he retorted once again.
"You left me alone for those 3 months, Izzie."
"I was a 15 year old girl who only thought being popular was the biggest life achievement at the time. I even hung out with you every chance I had -which was not much but still- I've changed okay? Oh, and it's Isabella to you, not Izzie." With that I turned on my heels and headed the opposite direction, leaving him standing in the hallway as I hurried to my last class of the day.
A/N ~
Sorry if it was short and kind of boring. :( But it is only the 1st chapter. This was fun writing. For this book we got many ideas from other books and combined them to make it unique. Hope y'all like it.
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Book Description (copied from the author's description):
" Most people know me as the smartest girl in school but my real name is Sara Preston.
The night of the Opening Dance, I wore a dress with more sparkle than a disco ball and my sister-in-law worked magic with a makeup brush and a curling iron.
Suffice to say, my life changed.
The football captain who was my childhood best friend.
An Honors student with the most amazing blue eyes and a British accent.
The school bad boy who could disarm a nuclear bomb with his smile.
How do you choose from three different kinds of perfect?
You just can't. "
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