Flying Free

Two

Marley

I couldn't even make it through first period without wanting to stab myself with a pencil. By fourth period I had already recieved my first after-school detention of the semester for apparently 'answering back' at my English teacher. (Which was completely unfair as it was his fault for calling me 'Marleen' instead of my preferred nickname of 'Marley'). The only thing that made the morning interesting was all the talk of this mysterious new-boy. Apparently nobody even knew the StClair's (A boring middle age couple, who lived on the edge of town and worked in the town's 7-Eleven) had a nephew or even any family. What made this gossip even more interesting was that according to a girl called Candice, in my American History class, he was totally hot!                                                                                                                                   

While listening to Mr Bukowski drone on and on about the Civil War, Candice explained "His name is Logan StClair, he just transverred here from New York but no-one knows why, there is rumors he was in trouble with the police or like the mafia and got expelled from his last school for beating up the principal!". At this comment I rolled my eyes and stopped listening to her endless stories, typical Candice a complete gossip and stirrer. 

I couldn't wait for my lunch break 

A/N: Sorry this is an EXTREMELEY short chapter, just felt like a good ending.