Mystery Girl

3. School

We enter the school, and of course the only one here we the school faculty, Lee, and I. Scince it was his first day we decided to drop by the office to get his school schedule and his locker combination. Mrs. Weeze the schools office lady (forgot what their called... Oh well) looked up as we entered the room. " Hello Ms.Winster and..." she asked waiting for Lee to answer.

"Sam Deroon," he finished her sentence "The New transfer from Canada."

"Aw yes, hold on." She replies then turns around and go through the cabinets. " Here they are, this" she hands him a sheet of paper " is your schedule and this" she then hard him a thin strip of paper " is your locker number and code."

"Thank you" he gives her a bright smile and she returns it with one of her own.

"Have a wonderful day." she says brightly before we close the door behind us.

"So.... Your name's Sam? Why'd you say it was Lee?" I was really curios and I'm pretty sure anyone could tell

He sighed "Look, it's none of your business. I'm not trying to be mean or anything, it's just personal, and because it's personal please don't tell anyone what my real name it I would greatly appreat it if ya didn't ok?" he looked down at me with pleasing eyes...

"Ok" I sighed I'm defeat he just looked to cute to turn down... Darn his cuteness!!!
"Well what's your locker number?" I asked a little bluntly, trying to change the subject.

"Well if you want to know so badly, it's number 100." he had a mother sly smirk on his face.

The burning began to creep up my face again and it went away when I realized my locker was a few down from mine.

" Well you in luck," I said with my own little grin, " because my locker is pretty close to yours." I look up to see that his smirk was still there and this time it was a little bigger.

" Well that just means I get to see your beautiful face after every class." I could feel the burning even more as he said those words. I quickly looked down only to hear him chuckle lightly.

" What are you laughing at!?" I exclaimed, giving him a death glare

"Well, it's probably because you're so adorable when you blush," he stated with a smirk, " and it's easy to make ya blush as well."

"I only met you 10 minutes ago and your already flirting with me?" I look up at him and raise an eye brow sarcasticly.

He smirks "Well maybe it's because your so damn beautiful that I would be surprised as fuck if you're single, I'd have a better chance of going to hell."

"Well then I guess you're going to hell." I mutter under my breath. It was true I didn't have a boyfriend, I barely had friends...

He grabes me by the shoulders and turned me around facing me, his eyes were glaring into my soul. They sent shivers down my spine.

"Are you fuking serious? You one hundered percent seroisly don't have a boyfriend?" he asked calmly but you could tell there was a hint of disbelief is his tone.

I probably looked extremely embarrassed, even an idiot could tell I had pink across my face.

" I'm one hundered percent serious that I don't have a boyfriend. It's not improtant, so could you please let go of me now?" I look back up at him and a smirk started to creep up on his lips. I have a really bad feeling about this...