I walk into class, exhausted. "Trobat, take off your hoodie,"called Mr. Wishaw " yes sir," I mumbled as I swung my hood off my head, and sat down abruptly. I could hear my class mates snicker at me. But I was used to it, I just did what I always did, act as if everything was perfectly fine, showing a forced smile from ear to ear. "Nothings happening, nothings happening." I thought taking deep breaths and finally calmed down. "Also, before class starts we have transfer student, you can come in" Mr. Wishaw says stepping aside. A boy with brown tuft hair, brown eyes and a sweatshirt comes in the room and says,"um my name is zach And I'm 16 years old." some of the girls gave hoots of joy whispering "he's cute" but I just stared at my feet, Because well, he was the guy I had bumped into in the hallway.
YOU ARE READING
The Story of MY life.
RomanceHunter Maria Trobat:HAD divorced parents,an out cast,and a horrible relation ship with her father. When she takes a turn of life and then meets a nice boy could her life possibly change from lonely and depressed to at least O.K?
