Nine months ago I moved into the small town of Pegbourne, me and my dad moved to get away from my mum, I would tell you what happened but I don't feel like going into it.
Since we've been here I've been that weird new girl, I would've tried to make friends but because everyone thought I was weird I just didn't bother.
Until one day in English when the headteacher came into class, a sudden silence swept over the classroom, everyone was afraid of Ms Murray, everyone except me. People probably thought it was just part of my 'weirdness' that was the reason I wasnt afraid of her, maybe if they actually got the courage to get to know me they would find out the real reason.
I've heard rumors floating around the class before as to why I wasn't afraid of her, most are just stupid things like "I heard that she's blackmailing her" or "She's the love child of her and Mr Stillton" that last one is definitely the craziest I've ever heard.
The real reason I'm not afraid of her is that I just don't see the point I mean I get that she has loads of power and is able to expel us with the click of a finger, but really being headteacher is just a title and power, at least once in our lives we are all going to have some form of power, people just handle it differently.
Everyone stayed quiet until he walked in, dark hair, brown dreamy eyes that you could fall into a trance from, 'stop staring Katy he'll notice' I thought to myself right before I snapped out of it.
He must have noticed because I quickly saw that he was looking directly at me with a smirk on his face. God that wasn't embarrassing at all.
"Mr Stillton this is your new student, Dean Morris I hope that you and your students will be welcoming"
"Ah yes of course Ms Murray, Dean you can go sit next to Katy at the back"
Now because no one wants to catch my 'weirdness' I sit on my own, at the back of the class so I am rarely called on, so you can imagine the surprise I would have had when I heard my name come from Mr Stillton's mouth, at that point in time I was doodling things in my notebook so I wasn't really paying attention, my name being called did make me jump a little, not alot but it was just enough to make me jog my pencil 'damn it' I thought.
"Sure" said the new boy a little grudgingly.
As he started to make his way to the back of the class I quickly realised that all my stuff was on the chair next to me so without even thinking I pulled my bags off the chair with a swift tug, not even realising my bag was undone, all my other drawing pads fell to the floor in a clump.
I went down to pick them up when all of a sudden I was eye to eye with him. He must have leant down to help me with my books or something but this was very strange for me, no one ever helped me, no one ever talked to me, not even for a pencil or a rubber, so the next thing that happened really freaked me out
Hi, I'm Dean"
'OMG OMG OMG I'm being talked to WHAT WHAT AAAAHHHH'
"K-k-katy"
GOD what is wrong with me why did this have to happen he probably thinks I'm some kind of wierd alien who can't speak the English language properly!
"Nice to make your acquaintance Katy"
well he definitely doesn't have an issue speaking the English language.
After my little stutter incident we both took our seats as the lesson continued, Sir went on to say something about Poetry and how it is unappreciated by teens in this day and age, he is so old I swear he was like born in cave man times, he is always going on about how our generation doesn't appreciate anything. And for the most parts he is right, I'm not gonna need poetry when I grow up so why do I have to learn it. I think that they should ask us what we want to be at the start of year 7 so then we don't have to learn pointless lessons like English or R.E (unless that is part of what you want to be).
At the end of school I was on my way home when I heard someone running towards me from behind
"Hey... Katy right?"
it was Dean, OMG what am I supposed to say,
'yeah and your Dean the finest specimen alive'
'don't be stupid Katy just say something before he thinks you're a mute'"erm yeah, Dean wasn't it" he pushed his hair back so easily, how on earth do people do that, whenever I try I just get my hands caught up in knots, even AFTER I brush it!
"Ha yeah" 'why is he laughing, do I have something in my teeth, my hair's turned into a tornado hasn't it'
before I could think I just blurted out the first thing I thought "So where do you live?"
'OH GOD he probably thinks I'm a complete stalker now I'm just going to go dig myself a hole now.'
"Meadow View, you?"
wait Meadow View? Where do I recognise that from....... OH MY GOD MEADOW VIEW IS MY ROAD!
"Oh really me too" ok how did that come out so casual. I'm quite proud with how chill my mouth is being, unlike my mind.
"Cool what number are you?"
'think Katy think, what number am I? Oh right'
"7"
"Wow how weird I'm number 5" WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT OMG I'M DYING THE NEW HOT BOY IS MY NEXT DOOR NEIGHBOUR!
"Oh cool I guess we might aswell walk home together if we are next door neighbours"
'smooth Katy'.
So we continued on our way home with some small talk now and then,
"So when did you move here"
"Yesterday evening" Wow when I first moved here I waited a week before going to school, he must have enrolled before he came.
"I'm surprised I didn't see you last night or this morning" What am I saying I go to bed and leave for school super early so of course I wouldn't have seen him.
The rest of the journey home was pretty bland, we talked talk every few minutes about class and stuff like that.
When we got to our front doors Dean looked over at me and said "see you tomorrow "
"Yeah you see tomorrow" STUPID STUPID STUPID, I could see a small smirk creeping up the side of his face
"bye". Thank god I had gotten my keys out on the way rather than having to rummage for them.
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I really hope that you enjoyed the first chapter of my book 'The boy next door' I am going to be trying to update as soon as I can I am half way through the second chapter right as I am about to publish this chapter so that should be coming out pretty soon if I don't get distracted/ writer's block. Anyway thanks again everyone
Zoë
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The Boy Next Door
Fiksi RemajaJust as things seem at its worst for Katy, she meets Dean Morris, one of the sweetest, cutest guys in the world, he was like a freaking teen heartthrob. Will Katy be able to win him over or will she keep to herself. You never know when it's the boy...