I got to English just as the bell rang. My english teacher glanced up and when she saw me she smiled. I was one of her favorites. I quickly took my seat and she started talking about poem annotation. I just tuned her out and started talking to Becca.
"So, how's the flavor of the week." I asked her.
"Don't call him that!" She said getting defensive.
I laughed and smiled to myself knowing by Saturday she would be about how she thought he was the one. Mrs. LaVoy, our English teacher handed out a worksheet for us to work on. I finished it like two seconds after she handed it out. I am really good at English and it just so happens to be my favorite subject. But I had to help Becca because she is more of a math person, so she helps me with math and vice versa. The bell rang for the end of first period and I was still packing up my stuff. When I was done , before I could walk out the door, Mrs. LaVoy called me up to her desk.
I walked up expecting just a normal, casual conversation but what she told me next blew my mind.
"Your story was nominated for for the Hudson Arts Festival award."
My mouth dropped and I stuttered,"Are you serious?"
She smiled widely and replied, "Yes!"
At this I jumped up and down and danced around the room. I probably looked like a total idiot... Let me explain what Hudson Arts Festival award is. It is one of the most prestigious award a high school student could win in the country. I stopped dancing but I still had this humongous, goofy looking smile on my face. But I now realized I was shaking. Mrs. LaVoy walked up to me noticing I was shaking. She looked at me with a concerned look on my face and asked, " Are you okay?"
I nodded my head , I guess I was just shocked. Oh. My. God. I JUST GOT NOMINATED FOR THE HUDSON ARTS FESTIVAL AWARD!!!!
I asks Mrs. LaVoy to right me a pass to my next class because I couldn't spend the rest of the day in here. I thanked her as I waked out of her classroom. As I walked to my geometry class, I thought about everything that happened this year and so far this was definitely the highlight.
I walked into geometry and Becca have me a questioning look. I walked up to her and smiled widely, only confusing her further. I say down in the seat next to her. " I was nominated for The Hudson Arts Festival Award." I said to her like it was no big deal. She smiled very widely and VERY LOUDLY congratulated me earning us a look from our teacher and our peers. I smiled and awkwardly at them both. I sat down as the teacher continued teaching after giving me a dirty look. I pulled out my binder and tried to catch up. Half way through class I smelled it again, the scent, it smelled like cedar and pine. It was getting pretty annoying because as soon as it was there it was gone. I stopped thinking about it and focused on what the teacher was saying.
As we walked out of geometry, Becca and I went to our next class, I should probably tell you that we have all of our classes together. Our next class was U.S. History, my second favorite subject.
We walked into the classroom and the scent completely engulfed me it was like I was wrapped in a warm blanket. I looked around the room to see a very new and very attractive face. Becca and I walked to our seats. She raised her eyebrows, I smiled, winked, and laughed. That was her way of saying 'look at that cute boy.' and my way of saying ' I KNOW RIGHT.' I tried listening to the teacher but the scent was so distracting and mesmerizing. I couldn't focus!! I looked around the room and the new kid and I locked eyes and as soon as we did everything else in the room disappeared and he left me breathless. My wolf purred one word and that word was," Mate." My breath hitched in my throat and my mouth fell open. He stared back just as shocked. I didn't know what to do, so I ran out of the classroom. Leaving the new kid, Becca and my teacher dumbfounded.
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Oh. My. God guys this chapter is so short!!! I'm soo sorry the next one will be longer I promise.
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