"OMG! I'm so sorry!"
"What the hell is the matter with you?!"
Okay rewind. I was walking down the hallway (and not really looking where I was going) when I slammed into this totally hot guy. I'm the new girl at school, which really sucks for all you lucky people who've never experienced it. Right now you might be thinking: slamming into the hottest guy in school doesn't sound so bad and is definetly not something to get majorly worked up over, but I was holding a cup of steaming hot coffee and I split it all over him (keep in mind that I have no idea who this dude even is). Yah. That's definetly not a good way to start off the school year. Then I heard someone shout:
"Yo, Anthony, it's just a little coffee. Besides, that chick is totally hot!"
"Hey I'm Kalel," I said looking up for the first time since my parents dropped me off at school this morning. He seemed like one of those guys who have complete cofidence in themselves and think any girl would be blessed to date them. Yep. A playboy type for sure. I knew before he even told me his name (which, btw, is Anthony Padilla) just by the way he held himself, the way his hair was combed and cut, and his clothes. Oh yeah the clothes really tip you off.
