I quietly walk down the hall with my books pressed to my chest, my gaze is stuck to my shoes and music is blasting in my ears. I sing along with the lyrics in my head and completely shutout the world, the sweet sound of an acoustic guitar fills my hearing and I sigh happily. I’m not usually this anti-social, but we all have our moment’s right? Glancing on the big blue clock on the wall I decide I can just as well head of to class, it starts in ten minutes anyway. I cast a look at the group of boys in the corner, they are playfully hitting and shoving each other around. I roll my eyes at the sight and start walking off. Because of a sudden feeling of being watched I turn my gaze back at the boys, my breathing hitches in my throat when my eyes meets a pair of dark brown, warm, dangerously beautiful eyes. He stares back at me before he breaks out into a crocked smile and sends me a wink. I drop my gaze and pretend to look for something in my bag, but I feel the heat rising to my cheeks and completely turn my back t the group of boys praying that he didn’t notice. I shake my head lightly and wonder why I care if he sees me blush? I don’t even know the guy… But I can’t seem to forget about those beautiful eyes gazing back at me, in the middle of my daydreaming I accidently walk straight into someone.
“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t watching my step I didn’t mean to..” I exclaim while bending down to pick up my stuff from the floor, but before I have a chance to a hand is taking them right before me. I straighten up and reach for my stuff, but when I meet a pair of dark brown eyes I stop in my tracks.
“It’s okay, I probably should have made some kind of noise to warn you, huh? I’ll remember that for next time…?” I look at him dumbfounded waiting for him to continue until I realize he’s waiting for me to say my name.
“Rebecca.” I reach my hand out for him to take and smiled at him, he gently takes it shaking it lightly. Before he reply’s
“Becca, I’m Nicko. I’ll see you around. It’ll be sooner than you know.” I cringe at the nickname that I hate being called but he just winks at me, let’s go of my hand and goes back to his friends. I linger at the same spot trying to understand what he had meant, but soon enough I shrug my shoulders and walk to class.
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Teen FictionThe rain is hitting hard against the street, hiding the tears falling down my cheeks. But it doesn’t dull my pain, not even a little bit. I hear footsteps behind me slowly catching up to me, for every step they seem to be getting more hurried. I tur...