The exstage

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Flipping the hair out of my face, I walked into school. Moving pasted the busy 6th 7th and 8th graders walking and chatting in the main lobby. I began to up the stairs to my home room just as the late bell began to ring A smile curled on my lips

"just in the nick of time"I replied. I ran to her homeroom teacher Mrs. Harden to go on the computer she said yes with a grinning I ran to the computer to start typing a new story created on Microsoft Word. I would write and write It was one of the things I never afraid to do.

When the bell rung to go to the next class I went to my locker, put in her combination 77-22-5-3, opened my lock, and took out my books in the order my classes are in. Science, Health

(with CPR manual) and finally yet importantly my math book and head of to begin my first period class. Feeling that today was going to be great I took out my assiment book and copied what was on the bored

As I started to write last sentence the teacher spoke.

"Class, this is Alec he's a transfer and will be joining us today." our science teacher explained.

All the class looked up with surprise he was really good looking. He wore a black loafers and a dark blue mid evil/knight dress for boys that seemed to fancy for school, brown dark hair that covered most of his face, and dark blue endless eyes. The teacher patted his shoulder.

"Why don't you sit next to Damaya for today" She directed him to the empty seat behind me all the classes eyes glued on me. He sat down making the hair bounce on his head. He took out a new white notebook and smiled at me and I smiled back. Then, I felt his eyes starring at me from the back of my chair I looked back to see if it was true. He was just writing so I went back to work but I kept feeling a tickly feeling down my neck I looked back at him without thinking and found him starring straight at me.

"Aha! I've caught you!" I yelled, so relieved I wasn't going crazy.He quickly looked back to his notebook,smiling while wriiting.

"I saw you" I whispered he just kept writting.

"speak!!!!" I holored the teacher

"shushed"me and i knew that wasn't a good sigh.

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