Esme walked into school like everyother day for the past three years of her life. Expecting the same old boring routine of events to occur. Maybe a few jocks might beat up a nerd, or some of the preppy girls moght fight over the new lip gloss by Kat Von D... not that she paid any mind to it.
She continued to her locker about to open it and stopped at the sound of her name.
"Hey, Es!" A familiar voice squeaked.
Her lips tugged into a smirk and she turned to face her friend Frankie.
"Frankster," she replied leaning against her locker, "What's up?"
The tell brunette shook in excitment, her fists balled up and her quietly squeaked once more, "Look at the new kid!" she extended her arm pointing behind her.
Esme turned around to see a tall, skinny, pale dude leaning against the stair well. She shook her head, "He's always been here Frank." Esme sighed patting Frankie's head sympathetically before opening her locker. Frankie had never been very bright.
Her smile dropped and her expression changed into one of confusion her nose crinkling up, "But... I never noticed him before,"
Esme chuckled taking out the books she needed for the day and shutting her locker.
"Look, I gotta get to class. All i know is that he came in the second semester last year, I had one class with him and he never spoke so I dunno." Esme said as she took a step to walk off, "Well I think he's cute." Frankie chriped happily.
Esme rolled her eyes and walked down the hall to her next class.
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The bell rings as she walks in and she quietly makes her wua over to the only seat available in the second row and puts her stuff down.
"Alright class, take out your summer homework, I will be coming around to collect it." Mr. Richardson said is his croaky old man voice.
Esme sighed pulling it out and tossing it onto her desk. While he came around to collect it she snuck a glance behind her and saw that kid from earlier sitting in the back far corner of the class. He looked bored and miserable as most highschool students except this time it was unique, as of he's been traumatized with guilt.
He furiously tapped his pencil against the desk creating a short pattern of pits and pats on the table. The teacher came closer to him picking up everyone's folders as he went.
The boy stopped his actions and looked up at the teacher before looking directly at Esme. She blinked a couple of times before looking away quickly and blushing.
'Oh no he caught me staring...crap,'
She tried to cover up her redness with her hair and pretended to be writing in her notebook.
The boy emotionlessly blinked slowly before looking back at his desk.
Eventually the teacher finished collecting the homework and sat back at his desk.
"Alright guys lets get into this, I'll go around the class and you can each introduce yourselves to me and each other by saying, "Hello my name is, and then your name alright. Got it? Good. Lets go." He began in the first row pointing at ine if the seniors and asking them to start.
Being caught off gaurd he stuttered and looked around as of he'd find the solution on someone's face. I shook my head laughing quietly.
We went in a snake pattern by row, eventually my turn came up and my voice cracked a bit, "um," she interrupted letting out a horrific cough that earned some snickers from her peers, "I'm Esme Walker." She said quietly afterwards and the line moved on.
She desperately waited for it to get to the boy so she could finally learn his name, ignoring everybody else's introductions.
"I'm Cam Jody." He sighed quietly leaning on his hand. His voice was extremely deep and raspy and oh so cold, it almost gave Esme chills hearing it. "Cameron." The teacher corrected.
He rolled his eyes.
Esme nodded and pressed my lips together, well hus name is cute...but he's cuter...
Esme thoughts before mentally faceplaming. She did not want to believewhat she had just thought so ignored it and began to take notes like everyone else.
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Hey! I really hope you enjoyed the first part of this story, don't worry it gets better I swear. It's gonna be lit af please stay tooned... and ya...
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