(Editing) I'm currently in the process of reading over the book to point out my grammatical errors.
Emma's Pov
"Hey, Emma did you bring your Math textbook? I forgot mine home again." Crissy, my hot nerd of a friend, asked me as I opened my locker.
"No you know I hate maths since high school and it hasn't changed in college so it's not necessary that I bring a book and I can't stand that goddamn teacher."
"Ugh whatever then, let's head to class." She said.
As we walked down the hallways there were eyes on us like always.
I'll say I'm just a regular, natural basic if I'm describing myself. I'm light brown with curly bouncy hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. What am I kidding, I'm beautiful, and so is Crissy and all those other girls just hating. I'm full of myself but I'm not really loud spoken. Crissy on the other hand, she's definitely loud spoken.
Today we wore matching outfits which made the girls at school hate us more. Nobody likes hot girls with matching outfits.
"Hey, Emma where's Tristan? I'm supposed to give him something before class." Crissy asked.
"Maybe he's with th-" I was cut off when a wall ran into me causing me to fall flat on my butt, scattering my books, "What the hell? watch where you're going you jerk!" I said rubbing my head.
"Emma I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there." I recognised Tristan's voice and looked up at him with an annoyed look.
"Be a gentleman and pick me up you idiot, are you just going to stand there?" I scolded.
"Shit sorry, you know you don't have to be so mean right." He chuckled at me while putting out his hand to pick me up. He then picks up my books and handed them to me.
"Whatever. You've been my friend for how long now, you should know that's how I am." I roll my eyes at him and walked past him bouncing him on his hand.
We arrived at class and took our seats, listening to everyone talking, it seems like we got a new math teacher and apparently, he's really handsome.
Those thirsty females in class think every teacher we got is hot, it's not surprising.I thought back to when Tristan bounce me in the hallway, what a jerk.
Since he hooked up with Mandy, the cheer captain, he hasn't had time for anyone else, not even his two best friends.Every time I think about that whore of a girlfriend it upsets me. She practically had sex with all the hot guys.
Tristan knows what she does and still got blinded by her 'cuteness.' It's disgusting and depressing to see him like that."Hey Em you see the new math teacher?" Crissy asked me with excitement.
"No I haven't, and I don't care how he looks. I could care less about maths and you know that." I rolled my eyes.
Math was a trigger for me, not that I couldn't do it, it's because it was stressful doing it.
"Come on lighten up, I'm sure you'll find he's cute."
'Yea sure whatever' I thought to myself.
"Good morning class, sorry I'm late my name is Mr Clarke your new math teacher.
Mr Kell won't be with us anymore. You will all stand row by row and introduce yourselves individually."Is what I'm seeing for real? I've never drooled over any of my teachers but this man is a work of art. Underneath his glasses, you can practically see his mesmerizing grey eyes.
Crissy and I have a weakness for grey eyes, and by the look on her face, it looks like she'd just notice them.
As fine as he is, I can't let Crissy know I think he's hot because then she'll brag like forever that she was right.
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He's My First
Romance"Emma look at me!" "No Tristan, just stop please,it hurts."I begged as I tightened my grip on his bed sheet. Emma had only two friends who she cherished, Crissy her geeky, hot model like friend who is always there for her and Tristan her tattooed a...