Remembering Me (my sisters story, for my of her work go to her page 'locketllf')

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Again, this is my sisters book so I'm not taking any credit, she doesn't think its good enough but lets prove her wrong please.

Vicky

Just an average day, get up, get dressed, rush out. The Usual. I get to school, still the same, make it through English, Maths and P.E, what was unusual, was I didn't get hurt, through all the breaks, bangs, bruises and even memory loss. Then I get to RE. It was normal, boring, just getting through it, then I find out that Ryan was coming into our group. I know his face by name, but don’t know him. Miss De Vought, as much as she likes me, put him next to me, I ignored him as usual, I knew who my friends where and I didn't want to talk to anyone but, I look to my side and he was just staring at me, I just ignored it as usual, half an hour down the line, he is still looking at me.

“What?” I asked.

“I’m Ryan” He said in a voice that I could listen to even if it was a load of rubbish.

“I’m Vicky”

“I know”

“Lucky You” I said in a sarcastic tone.

He just had a hint of a smile on the left of his mouth, I was pretty overwhelmed just from that.

He had the Bluest eyes I had ever seen, they reminded me of the sky in the middle of July. His hair was perfectly gelled up light brown hair, His clear skin, his soft lips, and this cleanly shaved chin. I looked back at my book and realized that I had done no work for the entire lesson. I looked to my side again and he was still looking at me. I don’t normally get this attention, especially from boys, especially ones as good looking as Ryan.

The lesson ended and I got up, Ryan didn't even move. As usual I was last to pack my stuff away and leave, I attempted to slide around my chair, when Ryan grabbed my arm, I thought it might have been a mistake, you know, try to grabbed the chair, but missed, but he had linked our eyes together.

I asked “Do you mind?”

“Not really” He replied smiling.

“Well I do, now get off me”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“Hey, Miss De Vought, isn't it sexual harassment if you tell the opposite sex to let go and they don’t?”  She just looked at me as if to say ‘what are you on about?’

“Why, is there any problems?” For once she is trying to help me.

“No, Miss De Vought, no problem at all” he said it in a laughing tone, he smiled at her, trying to maybe intimidate her, She’s A Teacher , She Isn't Going To Fool For…… I look at my teacher and she just smiled back, this is a joke, surely.

“Okay, um, you two better go” It was like she came out of a trance.

“After you Vicky” Ryan put out his hand towards the door, as much as I wanted him to go first, he would not budge. So I just grabbed my bag and walked out, he was right behind me, I could tell. I could feel him on my heels. I made a quick turn and he stopped in my footsteps. He is taller than me anyway and when I turn he is right there, I near enough got knocked over by his chest, it was hard as well.

“What do you want?” I asked him.

“Well, there is a number of things” He smiled.

“What has that got to do with me?”

“You can help me with some of them.”

“Look what ever your selling, dealing, planning. I’m not interested.”

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