The Bad Boy With Blue Eyes

Typical Monday

I parked my car just as the 7:30 bell was ringing.

"Well I have 30 minutes til first period," I said to myself just as Emma Black pulled into the parking lot in a brand new Charger.

"Me spoiled?" I asked in a snobby voice. "Nooo!!"

I slammed the door to my aunts old Chevy.

I walked to the front doors and swung it open. "Honey, I'm home!" I sang in my head. I walked to my locker on B-Hall on the first floor.

There were sticky notes covering it. Most of them read: 

"Drink bleach b!tch." 

Or 

"Emo slut"  

And the occasional 

"I hate your guts."

I rolled my eyes and left them there and opened my locker. I put up my Algebra 2 book and grabbed my Chemistry book for 1st period.

I trudged up the stairs with my gray satchel, phone, and Chemistry book.

I sat in the very back perfectly quiet until Mr. Wayan's started talking.

"Good morning, Miss Kathryn," He smiled.

I stared and him and fake smiled.

"So, how was your weekend?" Mr. Wayan questioned.

"Great," I lied through my teeth.

"That's good. So we have a new student today, his name is Caylib." Mr. Wayan's announced.

"Awesome," I said nonchalantly.

"Oh, here he comes now!" Mr. Wayan said as a boy with dark hair walked into the room.

"Are you Mr. Wayan?" He asked quietly.

"Yes! You must be Caylib," Mr. Wayan answered.

"Yeah," Calyib responded as he eyed me.

"This is Kathryn, you can sit by her if you don't mind. That's okay, right Kathryn?" Mr. Wayan wondered.

He put me on the spot. "Uh, yeah sure," I stuttered as I gestured to the chair next to me.

"Cool," Caylib thanked as he sat down.

"I'm Kat," I introduced myself as my eyes scanned him.

Fair, olive toned skin with breath taking blue eyes. Shaggy dark brown hair. He obviously had a good taste in music. Caylib had an Odd Future t-shirt and dark wash jeans with gray Vans. He even put off the bad boy vibe.

"I'm Caylib," Caylib smiled.