Liam's POV
As I walk down the halls of Welsh High School, I see a bunch girls throwing themselves at me like I'm the last piece in earth. I show their manicured hands gently away from my arm, chest, and shoulder with a blank expression.
"Liam! Saw you at The News last night! Wonder who's the lucky girl," called Ben, a friend of mine.
I shook my head and said, "I don't know who's the girl, but I'm determined to find her."
"Aww, that's cool. Saw the video, she looks really hot and very pretty," Ben said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes. This friend of mine is a massive flirt, I swear.
"She is. Anyway, I gotta go! Bye." I said.
"Bye."
"Hey, dude. Did you see the new hot girl today?" a guy I heard asked.
"Yeah, she's really sexy!" another guy said.
I shook my head in dissaproval and looked at the schedule I have. First class, Arts. Yeah, I love arts. But I'm not really good, it's just some sort of hobby.
I continued looking down at my schedule and bumped someone. I looked up and saw a very beautiful girl. She looks somewhat familiar. Very, actually. Our eyes met and I felt myself getting lost and paid all my attention to such beautiful eyes. I stared at her a lot while longer and realized.
Ms. Beautiful, is right in front of me.
"Claire! Your going to be lat for your class! Go!" a girl shouted.
Claire. Ms. Beautiful's name is Claire. Very beautiful, it suits her. The girl then pulled her away from me and I mourned for her loss. I followed where she's going and the girl then shoved her to Music Classroom. 'Claire' sings... How amazing.
Even though I wanted to go to Art's Class, my feet dragged me towards the Music Classroom. I want to see her so ba-
"Yo! Liam! Where are you going? Go to Arts Class, now!" commanded Leah, my very noisy cousin.
"But," I trailed off, lost for words.
"No buts! Go! Uncle Daniel would have your head for being late on your first class," she reminded.
She's got a point. But I still want to see Claire!
I didn't notice I was inside the classroom until a bunch of girls started squealing when I got inside. I rolled my eyes and ignored them. I sat down my place and suddenly heard Ethan's and Bryan's voices.
"Dude, the new girl really looks like the one that Liam showed on his cheesy video," Bryan said.
"I know," Ethan's voice came out in a dull way.
"The new girl's sexy, though," he added. I looked at him and sent him daggers unintentionally. He rolled his eyes and ignored me.
Truth to be told, Ethan and I had a rough past and hold a bad history. Ethan has done lots of mistakes to me and it makes me wanna rip his head off. Starting from accusing me of kissing different girls everyday, accusing me of doing things illegal, bringing alcohol in school; I barely even drink alcohol, and ending from stealing others' girlfriend from other guys.
Pfft. And now, she wants to take my girl away from me. Well, here's the thing, I won't let him. No way!.
He sat down on the chair of his place, which is two seats before me and made a flirty grin towards the ladies. Tell you what, he's a player. He SUCKS!
Just then, Ms. Prelaine came in and we stood up for a dull and boring greeting for her and tardy students filled in the classroom. Ms. Prelained gave them detention snd there goes the 'OOH' and 'DAMN' and plenty of bad words.
"Today, you'll be drawing what's on your mind," Ms. Prelaine announced the whole class.
What's on my mind, interesting. I know the perfect someone to draw.
"It's either a thing, a person, an animal, or a place. I don't care. As long as it's understandable, you'll get a grade," she said.
Then, I took out a sketch paper and a well-sharped pencil. I closed my eyes and immediately saw the face of Claire. Her beautiful face flashed in my mind and I felt myself smile. I opened my eyes and my smile grew wider. It's time to rock 'n roll...
After 30 minutes of drawing with an unbroken smile. I looked at my work with a proud smile and my smile grew wider. I just drew Claire's face.
"Pass your work," Ms. Prelaine said.
Other students walked towards Ms. Prelaine's desk and passed their work. Suddenly, Ms. Prelaine's face grew pale as she looks at Ethan's work in disgust.
I walked towards my Arts teacher's desk and passed my work. To tell you the truth, I'm feeling nervous about my work. But then in the end, I'm still proud of my work.
As soon as I handed my work to Ms. Prelaine, she smiled that made me smile. She looked up from the sketch paper and mouthed, 'your in love, aren't you?'
I nodded sheepishly and she smirked at me and gave me a naughty look. I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. She nodded and the bell rang.
I went to my next class. And for an hour, all I think of is Claire. Claire. Claire. Claire. Claire. Claire. Always Claire!
I'm so DISTRACTED.
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Claire's POV
"Hey, I'm Claire Marissa Williams," I introduced myself to the whole class simply.
"Aren't you the girl Liam showed on a video?" one asked.
"Liam?"
She nodded. "Yes, Liam Xavier Collins. The one that asked for help to find you."
Liam Xavier Collins. I love his name. It suits his name so much.
"Y-Yes," I stuttered with blushing cheeks.
"Oh," she answered with a dissapointed look. Someone likes Mr. Handsome...
"Ms. Williams, you may take a seat beside Celine Anderson," Mrs. Martin said. I nodded.
I walked over the seat beside Celine. I sat down while feeling heavy stares from girls, except from Celine. As our eyes met, I smiled warmly at her and she smiled back.
"Class, today you'll be singing anything you want," Mrs. Martin said.
I closed my eyes and a face of Liam Xavier Collins flased in front of me. He wasn't smiling. What flashed in front of me is the face I saw when first saw his face in my dreams.
I'm so crazy for him...
"Okay, let's start with Ms. Williams," Mrs. Martin announced.
I mentally gasped inside me. Of course I'd be the first one! Usually, when your a newcomer in a school, you are the center of attention to the teachers which I don't like.
Ugh.
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AN: Wahh! So happy they finally met!
Next chapter: Claire's POV
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