My brothers best friend

Chapter 3

The bell went and Courtney, Megan and I went to our first class of the day, English.

Everyone had seemed to of made an effort with themselves for the first day back. Courtney had her medium length, sleek black hair curled onto her shoulders and, to my taste, had overdone her makeup a bit. Megan had made an attempt to straighten her wild natural, curly hair and put in a back combed messy bun. She never really wore makeup, she was a natural beauty and she knew it.

Everyone was already in the classroom and stood around the sides against the wall.

Because it was a new term, it was a new seating plan too. No one had really changed in a week, apart from Michael, my best guy friend, had had a hair cut.

"Heya Mike" I whispered shuffling inbetween him and Mark.

"Hi Taylor" he looked at me and smiled his warm smile. He had whitey blondey coloured hair with a black stripe down the middle and in a slight quiff messy hair type style on top of his head instead of his awful bright, bright pink hair he had last term. He looked hot.

"I like your hair, it suits you" I whispered glancing upwards at it.

"Thanks babe" he said.

The second bell rang as soon as mrs. Richardson walked in the door.

"Morning class, hope you all have had a good half term! Let's get started with this new seating plan aye" she clapped her hands and rubbed them together looking down at a sheet on her desk, her ginger bob falling over her face as she did.

She picked it up off the desk and pointed to the first desk. They were set out in single tables, two to a desk. Placed In rows throughout the class. Not very interesting.

"Right we have Robert and Beck here please, followed by Darcy And michael and Carmen and Connor there"

Michael groaned next to me. He'd had a huge crush on Darcy for ages now. She was one of the prettiest girls in the school and everyone sucked up to her, and every guy fancied her too.

"Have fun" I said winking and he went to his seat. Mrs. Richardson continued reading the seating plan out until I heard my name.

"Taylor and Luke here please" I stood up off the wall and went to my seat on the right hand of the class at the back. I pulled my chair out and sat down putting my bag on the floor next to me.

I realised that this lad 'luke' wasn't sat next to me. I didn't even know there was a luke in this English class.

"Right, everyone here that's gre-"

"Sorry I'm late miss" the classroom door flung open and a tall boy walked in. I recognised him at once. It was the boy at the bus stop.

"Why are you late? What is your name?"

"My names luke hemmings miss and I'm new here, sorry it's my first day"

"Hmmm well luke hemmings, you are let off this once, take your place in that extra seat" she said pointing at the empty seat next to me.

I didn't know what to do, it was awkward this morning and this is just going to be off the chart awkward. Damn.

To my suprise he took his seat and ignored me, he didn't even give me a look, not until half way through the lesson when miss said we had to do pair work together on a stupid questionnaire about a book assignment we had to read over the holidays.

"Hi Taylor" he said. how the hell did he know my name? it creeped my out abir but I didn't being it up.

"Heya, luke right?" I smiled at him but his face stayed the same blank expression.