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Chapter 2: "That boy is the one who is wrong."

Kelsey☝☝☝

Chapter 2: "That boy is the one who is wrong."

There are two options that everyone is looking at ... One: I'm really fucking sexy today, and my attempt to look like a normal, ugly sixteen girl has not worked ...

-OR? Tris looked at me as if that option had not counted at all.

"Please tell me I do not have a damn mucus or I'm going to go crazy." Tris laughed hard and shook his head. Well, then it's the first.

-All look at us because we are new in a town with only two thousand inhabitants. Everyone knows everyone, and nobody knows us, okay?

"You have your theories, I have mine. We can live in peace with that.

Tris shook her head.

"We have to go to the secretariat to give us our schedules." I nodded and started to walk. I stopped when I saw Tris sitting still watching me. Do you know where it is?

Look around me. Between the whispers and the fixed glances I got a little nervous. Yes, I Kels was fucking nervous about these idiot teenagers who can not hide anything. A girl stepped past me and touched his shoulder, stared at me and smiled.

Horrifying.

"Excuse me, do you know where the secretariat is?" She nodded.

"Enter the school, go straight to the end of the hall, second door to the right." He smiled again. I thanked him and left. I looked at Tris.

"End of the hallway second door to the right." She jumped out of her excitement and took my arm as she walked in a sunbeam to school.

God, let your emotion go tomorrow.

(...)

After going to the secretariat and checking our schedules, we got a tour guided by the secretary. Our first class was biology.

Thank you God for making my morning, a better day.

The secretary knocked on the classroom door and motioned for the teacher to come out for a second.

Young, they're Tris and Kelsey, they're new to town. His parents work in the suburbs, in the city, and today is his first day. I hope it will not be a bother to receive them a little late. I was teaching the school a little.

"Okay, but know I can not stand unpunctuality.

Mr. Young was a pot-bellied man in his mid-fifties, with very little hair, a gray mustache on his face, and a snub nose.

All an Adonis.

He wore a brown and dark green checked suit and a black shirt. Complete and totally fashionable. But come on, what do I know in fashion? Although Tris's gaze was the same as me, I guessed she was thinking the same thing. It seemed somewhat old, typical of "No impuntualidad, works on time, not copy in evidence". He could hear her voice saying, "MISS BROOKS, YOU CAN NOT SLEEP IN CLASS. A DETENTION. "

Yup, that would happen.

We went into the classroom next to the teacher and he stared at the class, while the class looked straight at us. I ... well, I saw the wall.

Hello, old friend ... is that a gum stuck there?

"Class," I shuddered at his powerful voice and turned my gaze to him. They are the new and new students in the city. The ladies ... "He looked at us and I reacted after blinking a couple of times.

"Brooks, Kelsey, and Tris Brooks." He nodded.

"Well, I want everyone to pay attention to what I'm going to say ..."

And at those words my attention returned to the wall. It was not a person with attention problems to tell the truth. But if you combine "Biology" with "Chubby Professor", exact. You never have to combine those words. Never.

I caught my eye as I felt Tris pull me by the wrist and move closer to my ear.

"Please repeat why we call ourselves Brooks and not Steven," he muttered.

"Because Tris Brooks sounds a lot sexier than Kelsey Steven, and you know it." She rolled her eyes.

"-and without further ado, we welcome you to this temple of wisdom and learning, you may take a seat." I removed my gaze from the wall again to look at the seats.

God, I know you hate me, but seriously you had no reason to do this.

There were only two damn empty seats in the desks of two people. And they were both separated. One was at the end of the room, next to a boy who could not see his face, but he was sure it was a boy, because women can not have that back and hair.

Pretty hair.

And the other was in the middle of the room with a boy with a slightly dark complexion, dark hair and pretty brown eyes. I was smiling.

Correction: I was smiling at Tris.

"I take the handsome boy, lucky," he said, smiling.

Damn you, Tris. You and your damn crazy hormones.

I sighed and settled my pack firmly on my shoulder, as I walked down the hall toward the end of the classroom, glaring at Tris, who kept moving his lashes before the boy with the resplendent smile.

I reached the desk and stared at the boy who was still looking down. It seemed like he was writing. Cough through my throat.

"Excuse me, is this seat occupied?" He did not even flinch. I frowned and put a finger on his shoulder. Hey, can I sit here? I felt her tighten at my touch and my voice. He lifted his head from whatever he was doing and looked directly to where my finger was, pressed to his shoulder. His jaw tightened at the sight of him and he looked straight into my eyes as he took a deep breath.

Holy shit.

That was definitely the most attractive guy in the whole world. His coal-black hair was perfectly scruffy and pulled up. His eyes were just as dark and radiated with anger. His lips were fleshy enough to eat them in an instant and damn it, my finger could feel his muscles despite the black t-shirt he wore.

What I'm trying to say is that I'd go out with this kid, if it was not for his damn bad attitude and his nerve-racking look.

I removed my finger from his shoulder and looked away at the wall. Again. I could feel his eyes staring me up and down without a break. And yes, it would sound stupid, but the energy it radiated was dark.

Suddenly I no longer felt like sitting next to him. And much less to go out with him.

"Miss Brooks ..." I took a small leap at the Professor's voice and turned to him, releasing a sigh of relief.

I had not even realized I was holding my breath.

"Please, have a seat." He reached for the only empty seat and nodded. I turned again, avoided his gaze again and sat down without further scandal.