As I reluctantly got out of the car, I saw girls embracing eachother after they went through what'd seemed like forever with out seeing eachother. I saw groups of fairly attractive guys doing that handshake guys always do which is somewhat universal. I looked down and pulled up my schedule on my phone, which read;
"Period 1: Mr. Garvin, Geometry, Room 194"
Well, at least I dont have to walk up any stairs to get to first period. As I turned the corner into the room which I thought would be barren, I saw every seat taken except for one. My face flushed as I noticed a few people staring up at me, but quickly returning to the eyes of their friends. I pulled out my headphones when I noticed that class didn't start for another ten minutes. "Why was everyone here so early?" I thought to myself. Just as soon as my mind had been engulfed into my favorite The 1975 song, it had been pullled out. The timid-looking boy in front of me at turned around and tapped on my desk. I jerked up my head and pulled my head phone out of one ear.
"Hey, are you new here?" He smiled. His voice flowed like butter, and his leery accent could make any girl swoon over him just by s simple "hey". While I took in his apperance, I replied,
"Yeah, I just moved here from West Virginia."
while I was talking, he did that sexy half-smile that guys do all the time. He was dressed to perfection. While the other guys in class were wearing snap backs and jeans around their knees, we wore tasteful khakis and a plaid shirt with the sleeves half way rolled up. His charcoal hair was short, and the front of it was spiked up only a little, revealing his perfectly tanned skin. He looked tall, about 6'4", which was an astounding amount taller than my meek 5'7" body. He. Was. Gorgeous. It seemed like every boy in this school was model material, and he BY FAR was not the most attractive. He was just perfectly fitting to my taste.
"That's really interesting, how do you like Estacada so far?"
Was he really holding a conversation with me? Why was he talking to me? No one else around him looked like they were talking to him, maybe he just didn't want to look lonely.
"Its really old timey. I just moved in about a week ago so I haven't been around the city much."
Oregon was a very wooded state. Everywhere you looked, there was a bunch of trees blocking you from seeing anything more than a 20 foot radius from you. I'd heard that there were beautiful lakes and mountians nearby but I hadn't gone yet. Snapping me out of my thoughts, he extended his large hand out to me and said, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Tyler"
