FOUR BOYS, ONE GIRL AND 1 CRAZY HIGH SCHOOL YEAR
CHAPTER 3
This Chapter is dedicated to @CrayonChomper
This boy was the definition of gorgeous. I couldn't stop myself from staring at him, at those dark blue eyes. He may have probably thought I was creepy but at that moment I really couldn't care.
"Hey, I'm Liam Anderson. You must be the new kid." He said, an amused glint in his eye and a welcoming smile on his lips.
I stood up when I realized how long I had been staring at the boy. Damn it! Now he probably thought I was gay or I was some stalker kid. Way to go on first impression Callie.
"I'm Carl Vernon," I replied sheepishly, "I transferred here from Denver."
"Denver? I didn't hear of anybody transferring from Denver here today.'' The boy said with a thoughtful face.
Really?! Did everyone know about that?!
"And I should know, I am the principal's son, information doesn't escape me that easily." He continues, his blue eyes searching me.
The principal's son! He was the principal's son! I should probably run away from this guy, because if he found me out, he could easily tell his papa and I could be kicked out or arrested or worse.
Sweetie, as gorgeous as you are, I would have loved to stay and talk but I really have to run before you know I'm a fucking girl! Is what I should have said, but instead I mumbled a; "Uh, I think I have to go now, I have a lot of catching up to do." I said in my most manly voice.
The boy flashed a sexy grin. "Okay, I hope you find the school good enough. If you need any help, just ask me okay?"
I nodded and turned to run when I remembered I had no idea where my dorm was. "Excuse me, do you...?" The hottie was already gone and now I had to find the dorm on my own, too bad I would have loved to admire his body more.
On my exasperating search for my dorm, I took the time to scan the whole school. The place was hottie heaven—if such things do exist. The boys here were drop dead gorgeous. Some were tall, others well-built, some gothic, even the nerds were really attractive. And you couldn't blame a girl's hormones for appreciating each and every one of them.
After hours of searching, I finally found my dorm. '201' was written on the door in gold shiny letters. I unlocked the door and walked in slowly. What I saw, hit me like a thousand bricks. Was it just me or was this school a school for hunks? The boy I presumed was my roommate was one sexy piece of art. He had dark hair, dark brown-hazel eyes and the body of a Greek god. And best of all, I walked in on him shirtless.
If you'd thought Liam was cute, this one was ten times hotter. I almost started another staring spree with this guy as I did with Liam, but immediately stopped myself.
"Hey, I'm Carl Vernon. I'm new here, just transferred from Denver and since I was assigned to this room, I guess we're roommates." I said cheerily, holding my hand out to him with.
The boy gave me a lazy look, not taking my hand as he accessed me thoroughly. "Are you sure you were assigned to this room? How old are you? 'Cause if you're looking for the freshman dorm; its two blocks down." He told me shortly and returned to what he was doing.
Great, now this one thought I was a freshman. Could this get anymore humiliating? "Um, I'm not a freshman; my structure is just really small... I guess." I replied; my cheeks flushing pink with embarrassment.
"Whatever, I'm Easy. Easy Walsh. My bed's the one near the window. If you manage to stay out of my way, keep the room tidy and refrain from touching my stuff, we may get along just fine." He ordered, before turning back to what he was doing.
Uh, excuse you, the boy may have been gorgeous but he was really obnoxious. "Stay out of my way, don't touch my stuff. Blah, blah, blah..." I rolled my eyes, mentally mimicking him as I set my things down on the bed he'd left for me.
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The school cafeteria was one busy place. There were boys clogging up the place and as the only newbie, I couldn't figure out where to sit.
I almost wanted to go have lunch in the bathroom like Cady—you know it was almost funny at how my life was turning out like different movies—when someone called at me.
"Hey, new boy, come over here." I turned and saw two cute boys waving at me.
"Hello," I greeted shortly before taking a sit.
"Sweetie, you are so gorgeous. How do you keep that body? You have to tell me all your secrets." Boy no.1 said immediately, grinning.
"I know right, look at his skin it's so nice and smooth." Boy no.2 replied and they both giggled.
"Um, thanks?" I mumbled, creeped out by their cheeriness.
"Oh, excuse our manners. I'm Ethan and this is my friend Rori."
"Nice to meet you both," I said, clearly creeped out by the behavior of this two boys.
"Don't be scared." The first boy who I presumed to be Ethan said, "We're not going to randomly maul you or anything. Although, you are one hottie." he winked. "We're gay."
I paused, contemplating his statement. But wasn't that kind of the point, gay boys were attracted to boys right? And these boys thought I was cute. So why are they making it clear that they didn't want me because they were gay?
"So, you're not attracted to me?"
"Yeah, didn't you hear me, I said we were gay."
"What does that have to do with anything?" I asked suspiciously.
"Honey, are you dumb? Gay people aren't attracted to girls."
And that was when my heart leaped right into my throat.
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A/N : [unedited story, written at age thirteen : if u keep on reading, pls do with that in mind and with thorough caution.] lol. what do ya'll think about that? Callie's not so subtle now is she? thanks for reading xx
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