First Year Here

Chapter 2

I stumble for words. "H-hi I-Im Maya..." I manage to spit out

He chuckles a bit. "So, how's your experience so far?"

I get a bit confused, being as I've only been on the bus to the school for a solid ten minutes. "U-umm... It's.. Fine?" I am pretty shy, until I know I can be weird around you.

"Cool. Well, I just thought you could use a friend." Asher slightly flashes me a sweet smile, and I feel a pit in my stomach.

"Oh-thanks, that's really nice.." I say, in almost a whisper. Asher is very attractive, and has black hair and blue-ish, green-ish eyes. I melt into his stare, but quickly snap out of it, and just endure the awkwardness. Even though he is confident, he can't help but be slightly awkward. I realize he is taller than me, and that is rare as I am 6' and only in 9th grade.

He scoots into the seat a little more, so our thighs are touching. I put my other earbud back in and press play on the music. What. Is. Happening.

*Le time skip brought to you by marki the moomoo*

We finally arrive at the school and I wrap up my iPod and throw it in my bag. We both stand up, and our hands slightly graze. (Beep beep!! Cliché! Cliché! Cliché!) I feel heat rise to my cheeks and grab my bag. I could've sworn I saw a smirk on his face.

Once we are off of the bus I see the other buses lining up behind ours. Wow. For once my bus is the one who gets here first. I tap Asher on the shoulder in front of me. He turns around.
"Can you show me where our lockers are?"

He nods and tells me to follow him. This is surprisingly difficult, because he is moving very fast and I can't weave through the crowd as fast as he can. Finally, we make it to the lockers.

He turns to me. "This is where your locker is. What's your first class?"

"Um..." I hurry to unzip my bag and grab my schedule. "Erm... Math." Great. My least favorite class right away.

"Awesome! That's mine too. Well, I gotta get to my locker. See ya!" Before I can answer he's already scurried around the corner and is gone. I sigh and open my locker, and proceed to put everything in it. I am so engaged in this I don't even notice Kayto walking up behind me.

"HA!"

I jump back, running into Kayto.

"The hell?!? You scared the s*** outta me!" I nearly screamed

"Dude, shhh chill out, that was the point!" She laughs, but then her face goes serious. "But guess who is here."

I sigh. "What, who could possibl-" I get cut off

"Brad. Brad is here. At this school." I nearly faint. Brad is the douchebag. Brad is the player. Brad is the worst.

"You're kidding."
"Nope. I saw him get off the bus behind me. Not kidding."
"But why would he be-" Again, cut off.

"Helloooo ladies." There he is. The one and only. All complete with khakis, tank top, and flat billed hat.

"F***" I whisper to myself. I should just ignore him. Just turn to my locker. Bam. No mess. Sham-WOW! (A/N Lol idk what that was)

"Heyyy, douche." Kayto snaps. She wrenches open her locker door with a look of poison on her face. Brad leans in to whisper to me, but loud enough for her to hear, "She seems mad about something..."

And, I swear, if looks could kill, Brad would be on his death bed.

A/N heyy! I'm back... So, whaddya think? Is Brad going to be a problem? Does Maya like Asher? The world may never knowwwww... Anyway, leave a vote and comment if you liked it and/or what you liked about it (or didn't like)! Thanks all my strawberries for reading! And, as always, i will see YOU strawberries in the next chapter. Buh-bye!