Always and Forever

Chapter 3-I like her

Noah

I shook my head to wake up from my thoughts. 

And... I only have ten minutes to get to school. 

Great! The school is twenty minutes away.

I went downstairs, grabbed a blood bag, waved goodbye to Daniel and got to school in five minutes using my vampire speed.

I stopped just fifty metres away from the front door and walked normally to the gate. 

A lot of people stared at me on the way, boys whispering things like, 'man, that's the new kid' while girls whispering, 'OMG he's so hot'. I smiled.

'Hey, do you know where the reception is?' I stopped in front of a girl and asked politely.

'Heyyy! The reception is just over there,' She pointed out and said in a seductive way, 'I'm Emma, what's your name, hottie?'

'Noah.' I answered while walking away. What a slut! 

I walked to the reception and saw two girls walking out the door. They didn't seem to notice me, but one of them was beautiful, extremely beautiful.

I asked the reception lady for my schedule and told her that I was the new kid.

She gave me my schedule and a map of the school. I stared at my schedule, Camilla Claire, thats not my name.

I asked the receptionist for the right schedule and she started fussing, 'Oh, Noah, I'm so sorry, I think I messed up your schedule with a student just before you!'

Then, the pretty girl I just saw walking out the door walked in again, 'excuse me, but I think I got the wrong schedule?' She asked politely, her voice is clear and beautiful. She's perfect.

The receptionist fussed again, 'Oh Camilla, there you are! I gave you the wrong schedule, too, didn't I?'

Camilla, her name is Camilla, what a lovely name. 

'I've got Noah Patton's?' She asked.

'That's me.' I smiled, somehow trying to impress her. However, she seemed like she just noticed me, 'and I've got Camilla Claire?'

'That's me.' Her smiled was gorgeous.

We swapped schedules and I accidentally touched her hand, her hand is warm and soft, like silt. I felt a spark, and I know that she felt it, too.

She took her hand away and looked at me, her eyes are brown, nothing interesting, but they are mysteriously beautiful that I can't look away. I feel like that she can read my mind and understand all of my secrets. Her eyes looked sad, in a way I don't know how to describe. She looks tired from those nasty black bags under her eyes. I want to rip it apart, whatever that's got her so scared, tired and heart-broken.

I like her and I want to know her.

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