Forgiving Legend

Do you know that feeling? 🔆

Book Cover made by me 🔙 (do you like it ?? )

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" welcome back class " Mr. Evanston says facing the class.

The class lets out whistles and laughs.

" Today we are just going to chill since it's your first day back " his brown eyes roams the class. " next week you will have a project, but for now enjoy your day off "

With that the class starts chatting and getting on their phones.

Faintly hearing a couple girls talk I decide to eavesdrop on their conversation.

" did you hear about the new guy coming to our school " one of the girls says excitingly as her friends all move closer to her to hear the gossip.

I notice myself leaning a little bit over more.

" yeah, I heard he's hot " another girl jumps in and fans her face.

" Did you hear that he use to live here "

" I think his parents are rich "

" I heard he's the bad boy type "

" let's just say he'll be mine by the end of the week tops " another girl added with a smirk on her lips.

For some reason I didn't like the feeling I got when she said that.

Laying my head down I act as if I was sleep and not paying attention to their convo.

I wonder who this new guy is, I would have to know him if he lived here before. Let's face it everyone knows everyone. You either have heard the name from a friend of a friend, or you actually know the person.

The bell rings signaling that class was over, and now it's time to go to chemistry with Mrs. Baker.

After Stoping at my locker to switch out binders I head down the hall to class ignoring some of the girls that are glaring at me.

Taking my seat in the back, I look out the window to see the sun high in the sky and the wind blowing tree branches.  The clear blue sky Lays empty with no clouds. 

Students start filling the empty seats of the classroom, chatting about what they did over there summer break. No one bothers to sit next to the seat on either side of me.

I don't complain not wanting to be bothered by their gossip anyway.

But sometimes it would be nice to have someone to talk to.

Heels click on the floor, as the smell of fruity perfume chokes my nose causing me to cough lightly.

Chloe the head cheerleader walks to the row in front of me with her uniform on. The green skirt to small for her figure rides up every time she walks basically flashing everyone. Her too tight green shirt shows a strip of her stomach and makes her boobs look like they are being suffocated.

Her dirty blond hair sits high in a ponytail, slightly swing every time she give out a squeaky laugh. 

Don't get me started on her tan skin, let just say it seems like she spent to much time in the sun.