Tasha P.O.V
The taxi driver parked inside the school car park which was crowded with a herd of students who were chilling and relaxing on the hoods of their cars having conversation between each other before the bell rings. I thanked and pay the driver as got out of the taxi, he said i should call if i want to be picked up afterschool.
Taking a deep breathe, I turned around and i headed towards the school building. I felt prying eyes piercing at back of me, in the car park was the same boy who I saw yesterday morning but this time he wasn’t alone there was a girl who had her arms wrapped around his waist pressing her body into him and kissing him, she was dressed in short, tight cheerleading outfit. Her weave looked like little kids were pulling, jumping on it, she was covered in silver jewellery.
Surrounding them were couple of boys who were playing basketballs laughing and joking around and a couple of girls who seem like they were displaying themselves at them, while some were just chilling on the hood of the car having talking with the rest of the boys.
As I walked past them, the boys stopped what they were doing and started to catcalls and whistle, I looked down at myself checking if my outfit was too revealing then back at the boys giving them a smirk. The girls where whispering and giving nasty looks telling me to stay away from their man.
Another boy was surrounded by a group of thugs, rolling up weed and smoking with loud music blurring out their car window. He had a gap tooth, baggy clothes and a chain. Walking up to me confidently, laying his crusty weed smelling hand on my shoulder which gave me a whiff of his bad odour.
“Yo beautiful, Listen here I’ll give you the best time of your life with my tongue if you do your magic with your hand” He said, putting his hand inside his trouser through his black boxer shorts indicating that he wanted a blow job.
Brushing his hand off my shoulder, stepping back I replied with a smirk. “Dude it looks you need to have a shower before you can come and approach me with your small penis pointing all south”
The group behind him was now trying hard to not laugh at him since that those are his friends but other people near us didn’t hold back their laughter, drawing the attention from the rest of the people in the car park.
His friends ran up to him pulling him back, before he got up to my face. His face was now a shade of red showing that he was angry and embarrassed. The boy started to shout and swear, spit flying out everywhere.
“You bitch you can't talk to me like that” pointing his finger at me.
“And you’re a motherfucking bastard who don’t know how to treat girls with respect” I said before walking out of the car park. I reached the school building and made my way towards the headmaster office to get my class schedule.
I walked into the office and receptionist pointed at the headmaster door, I knocked and waited.
“Come in” came a deep voice behind the closed oak door. I opened the door, sitting behind the desk was a man, lanky with salt and pepper hair, thick rimmed glasses and wearing a grey suit was the Headmaster.
Getting up, stretching out his hand toward me he introduce himself to Mr Ashford. “Welcome to Franklin High school, it’s a pleasure to have a new student I hope you will feel comfortable in our school-"checking the time on his watch he grabbed a sheet of paper on top of his table, looking down, it was my locker combination and my class schedule.
“There’s someone outside my office who will give you a tour of our school and will show you to your first lesson” Extending his hand again “it’s a pleasure to meet you”
“You too” I walked out of his office and closed the door quietly behind me.
I waited in the office for 5 minutes for my tour guide but no one came so I decide to leave because I didn’t want to be late for my first lesson.
Scanning down the sheet of paper, my first subject was English Lit in R164. I was walking in the hallway looking at every door I walked past but I didn’t spotted the room I was looking for, still walking with the sheet on my hand not watching where I was going I bumped into something rock-hard.
In slow motion I felt myself falling backwards my handbag making a thud as it hit the marble floor and I losing my grip on the sheet from my hand. I felt a pair of strong, smooth hands taking hold of me around my waist before I hit the hard floor.
Looking up into a pair of green eyes which matched his skin complexion was the same boy who been on my mind, the same one that smiled at me yesterday morning and the same one I spotted in the school car park.
I was staring at his face taking in every small detail, from his big kissable lips to his eyes. He even looked more attractive up close. Then he let out a slow seductive smile, releasing my waist bending down to pick up my sheets and handbag from the floor.
“Thanks” I said taking my things quickly out of his hand, our fingers brush which made me tremble from the electricity passing through us by that little contact. He smiled. I wonder if he felt the same thing.
“Don’t worry about it” He replied sticking out. Hearing his voice made my body tremble. No one my age had ever offered to shake my hand when they introduced themselves. “I’m Derell Williams. You’re the same girl I saw yesterday morning with the moving vans” he said it like a statement.
“Yeah I just moved round the neighbourhood”. The hallway was now empty, anxious not to be too late for my first lesson. “Am kind of lost can you tell me how to get R614”
“Yeah sure that the English Lit room. I’ll show you” said Derell. We stared to walk side by side down the hallway.
“That was something today” with a blank look staring at him he continued. “In the car park with Trey, no girl really stood up to his bullshit, they just let it slid since he’s part of a...let’s just call it with a group boys who think by doing bad stuff is cool”.
“Really, so he treats other girls like a piece of rag doll because he hangs around with a ‘group of boys’” kissing my teeth “if people in this school thought that was I was a cool standing up to him, well you haven’t see worse you should meet my friend Raven now that’s a different story for you”
We’ve stopped walking and was now standing in front of a big blue door with frosted glass. “Well here we are, I gotta go, wait I didn’t catch you name” he said looking straight into my eyes, hypnotizing with his bright emerald eyes.
Looking up at Derell face, “Tasha, Tasha Dalton” I said.
“Well Tasha, I’ll see you around” with that he turned around and walked away. Looking behind me for a quick peek at him, with his 6ft3 frame, shoulders broad, back straight and his hair reaching at the back of his neck.
Turning back at the blue door, taking a deep breath to get forget the conversation I just had with Derell before opening the door I walked into the classroom.The teacher stopped mid-sentence and focused his attention on me with an annoyance masked over his face for interrupting him.
“Class welcome our new student Natasha Dalton” He said facing the student, pointing at a sit at the back of the classroom next to a girl wearing white dress with a waist coat and black knee high boots with her light brown hair braided, top ears and nose pierced. “Go and sit next Kelly at the back and next time come early or don’t come at all.” Well that felt like a nice welcoming, not.
Walking in between the students some the girls where casting me appreciative looks, others were sniggering because I had to seat next to Kelly. The boys had grin plastered across their faces. I reached the back of the classroom and took a seat next Kelly who offered me a nervous smile.
Getting settled into my seat, English Lit went past like a blur after that I had History.
