When you wish...

First date pt 1

You walked to school with your white vans shuffling along the asphalt. You had your headphones in your ears with confident by Demi Lovato, blaring through them. When you reached homeroom, you sat down in your usual spot. Outside the door, was a beautiful girl. Brown hair that looked silky smooth and those brown eyes looked very inviting. Damn she was perfect. You realised you was staring at her in awe because she came over to me, giggled and sat down next to you. Mr. Williams, our homeroom teacher walked in after this mystery goddess. He coughed and started, "Good morning class. As you may have seen, we have a new girl in our homeroom." He paused. Dylan complained under his breath "What was wrong with the other rooms?" The angel sitting next to you looked down. You didn't know what to do, so you slid your hand in hers and gave her a reassuring squeeze. She smiled as she still looked down. She turned to you and whispered "Thank you so much...." You realised what she was doing. "Oh. Y/N." you said to her. "Well, thank you very much Y/N. I'm Ariana." You sat and smiled at her. "Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I whisper. She rolls her eyes and giggles at me. We turn back to Mr. Williams. "Already making a girlfriend are we?" Said Dylan, leaning forward. "Fuck you." You whispered back at him. "Alright. Ariana, would you like to tell us a bit about yourself?" Asked Mr. Williams. "Hey guys, I'm Ariana Grande-Butera, I was born in Florida. I live in a family of ten, not including me. I count my seven dogs as family. So technically I have three other human family members. I have a mother, father and an older half brother called Frankie. And I'm a lesbian." She sat down and laughed. You turned to her and whispered winking at her."And defiantly the hottest girl in school." She laughed at that. "Ariana, seeing that you are new today, would you like someone to be your tour guide, or will you be able to get round here by yourself?" Asked Mr. Williams. She nodded and asked to have someone. "Who would you like to take you?" Ariana looked around the room. "Y/N." she finally said. Everyone snickered and sneered, but she gave you a reassuring squeeze back. You looked at her, pain still in your eyes, but smiled, to let her know you were going to be ok.

A/n: hey guys. I'm back. I know it's been awhile but I'm trying to think about doing a new book about Ivy Levan (if you don't know her, she's an amazing America pop artist that has a pop jazz kind of feel about her. So yeah. I'm also thinking about doing a Lauren Jauregui (green eyed goddess💚💚)/you story. Tell me what you think. Stay cool😎😎-Charlie