"Class. Today, joining us is Martin Dale. He is a transfer from West Oak High." Mrs. Jell said.
Ah, great. A new student! Just what we needed right? Now way! And smart enough to join in the
middle of the school year. He couldn't have possibly picked a worse time in the semester! And
Martin Dale? Sounds like a name for some type of street.
"So, please class. Show us your gratitude from deep, deep, deep down, and welcome him warmly."
Mrs.Jell continued. I heard some groans, a couple of mutters, and a hand full or whatever's." And
volunteers that would like to help him out? It is his homeroom to now, you know? It's also a great
way of being interactive with the school!" She smile enthusiastically. You see the thing is, we are all
pretty lazy kids. Nobody is really up for helping " the new kid".
"Mrs.Jell?" Malone said.
Oh, wait what? A person who wants to volunteer? Oh this better be good! The entire class turned
around and looked at him, including myself.
"Oh yes Malone? Would you like to dedicate your time and volunteer?" Mr.Jell asked looking
hopeful.
" Um no, but where is the new kid anyway?" he exclaimed.
Oh, now that's another point. We are discussing the new kid, but he isn't kind of in the class room at
the moment.
"Oh, yes. Martin? Martin dear? Why don't you come on in?" she called out. And that's when my
breath caught.
He walked in the room so smoothly. So gracefully, it hurt. But he came with a bad boy look on. Black
leather jacket, black jeans, but no piercings, which was a good sign.But, just the look on his face
made him look like a bad boy. To my luck, he caught me starring at him, and he raised his eyebrow,
and gave me a lopsided smile.
Shit.Shit.Shit.Shit. Talk about awkward.
" Welcome to the class. Grade 11 English. Now there is a seat next to Tracey." she was putting him
next to me? Oh no way in hell that's happening!
"Oh Mrs.Jell, I don't really think he can't. It's just Jess that's that sits here. She is sick!" I exclaimed.
" It's okay. For the duration of the time she is away, he will sit there. Understand?" she said sternly
" Yes Miss" I murmured.
And now, I can say the akwardness begins?
He slowly made him way towards me, with each pair of eyes watching his every move.
"Tracey, right?" he asked a British accent, as he sat down. Whoa! British accent too? What a
package! But defiantly not my type.
"Um, yeah. You're Martin?" I asked." Cool name?"
" Um, I guess you could say that" he snickered.
Wow! I name so cool right? Asking him if his name is cool! Good job Tracey. Good job. That's how
you make friends.Not.
" Listen, I need someone to help me go around the school. I know it's kind of short notice, but if you
can, can you show me around?" he hesitated, still looking oh so hopeful.
"Um, sure." I said. Why I said that? I have no idea.
" Thanks," he replied, with a lopsided cute smile. What a heartthrob smile it was.
The bell rung and I gathered all my stuff.
"Um, so what's your next class?" I asked, trying to make conversation. I can't just walk him around
everywhere not saying anything.
"Um, Grade 11 biology with Ms.Coe" he replied studying his schedule.
Oh how convinent. Me too." Same." I think Mrs.Jell thought this through with the office too.
"Oh, brighten up! I'm not that bad!" he said, nudging me.
"Mhm" I replied back, not really enthusiastic about showing him around, because I really have plans
for lunch, but then why'd I say yes? I am so darn stupid!
" No, seriously. I have really changed" he said with a straight face on, and a serious voice. I looked
over at him and almost stopped walking. Changed? What does he mean changed? It's first day at
school and he is sending a message saying he went down the wrong path before.
"What do you mean changed? I don't get it. Seriously? What?" I asked confused.
"Oh, um this is the biology room, right?" he asked trying to change the subject. I guess something
came out, that can never go back in.
"Yeah, but-
"Then I guess we best not be late." he muttered walking in the room.
Martin has a secret. He has a past. I don't know about him, but what I do know is I will find out. I'm
showing his around the school anyways, so I guess I can get to know the real him.
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chap, you know like a prologue (:
I hope you like this and are interested in reading the further story!
* Just spaced it :) Sorry for that before !
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Impossible Love
RomanceTracey never has the best of luck when it comes down to boys. They usually hurt her in some way by cheating on her, but new kid, bad boy Martin has different plans. British bad boy accidentally falls in love with Tracey, but he knows he can't. His p...