A Blooming Beauty

Chapter 3

We were stuck in a homeroom class with 2 main people. One, Thomas Willows, who was the captain of the football team the most popular boy at our high school. And the person I've been crushing on since 6th grade. Also,the person who was sitting in front of me.

Two, Monica Smith. The biggest whore ever to live. She's probably the prettiest girl in school but also the sluttiest. And the person who's able to influence the whole school who is cool and who isn't.

"H-hi Thomas." I managed to blurt out as Thomas sat down.

"Uhmm... Hi... Claire..." He said looking confused. I wanted to kick myself for being so darn awkward.

"It's Blair." I mumbled to myself.

Our homeroom teacher soon entered the classroom and apparently, we got stuck with the most boring homeroom teacher EVER. Mr. Harrison is known to put students to sleep in 20 seconds flat so I've heard. So I couldn't pay attention to him because I was drifting off to sleep already.

As soon as homeroom had ended, most of the class had fallen asleep without Mr. Harrison noticing. But I had dashed out after the bell rang.

"See ya later amigoz." Beth said running to her next class.

"Bio partners?" Jessica said looking at me.

"Mmhm! See ya later Jess!" I shouted as I sprinted to my next class.

I walked to my other classroom as quickly as possible, not looking where I was going. And because of that stupid move, I had bumped into someone, causing my books falling on the floor.

"Oh God I'm sorry." I said picking up my things.

"No it was entirely my fault." The person said kneeling down to help me.

"You don't need to..." I said trailing off as I looked to see his face. He had brown hair and glasses just like mine, except black and his eyes were a shade of emerald green. He was smiling at me and it was a warm beautiful smile. I managed to gather my books together and we stood up in unison. He was probably 5'10, and really tall for me, maybe because I was 5'4.

"Hi. I'm Carter. Carter Andrews." He said smiling.

"I'm.. Uh..." I said trailing off. Shit. I sucked at talking to boys.

I guess you could say I was a social vegan.

Anti-meat

Haha I'm funny.

Anyway, back to the failed conversation.

"You're?"

"Late." I said walking away nervously and quickly.

Jesus Christ why was I so awkward? Why couldn't I talk to a real guy like a normal person?!

I actually wasn't late and I was one of the first to come into the room. I sat down at the last row and cringed. I had made such a fool out of myself. This Carter guy was the first person outside my circle of friends who didn't make fun of me. He was actually nice.

And kinda cute.

But that wasn't the point.

I honestly wanted to see him again, but I was worried about myself. I had 0% experience talking to boys. All the more kinda cute boys! What was I supposed to do?

Soon, my math class started and my math teacher started teaching the lesson. I wanted to focus, but I couldn't stop thinking about Carter. I wanted to see him again but at the same time I didn't.

Stupid hormones.

Even if he liked me as a friend (which I seriously doubt) or more (which I also doubt) we couldn't be seen with each other anyway thanks to my dorky image. Only a complete fool would be totally cool with being seen with me.

Unfortunately for me, he looks like a complete genius.

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Hola!! So yeah 3rd chapter! sorry if it sucks guys

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