Walking through the gate of the school on the first day of the last "new school" I had to go to, I thought about all that I had done during my first two months in Spain. Bird and I played hours of Call of Duty and other random computer games together, my dad and I were able to sight-see around the local towns, he even bought his own little "beater car." He bought it used since it will just get dinged up anyway, drivers in Spain are off their rocker. I learned a couple of new tricks on my longboard, as well as a couple of inventive ways to fall off.
Looking around I remembered that this was just another DODEA military school. Filled with military brats, white walls, and an attendance so small it would give Ant-Man claustrophobia. I look down at my schedule to see where I need to go and try to find my way to my first class of the day; Physical Education.
"You've got to be fucking me," I whisper under my breath as I do a quick 360 degree scan to find the gym.
"Well if you insist I'd be glad to oblige."
I snap around, surprised that anyone heard me, and holding back a snort of laughter at the response that I elicited.
Okay, so my general rule of thumb is to never date. At least not until I'm in college. Being a military kid and constantly moving around, it's just too hard to be committed to a long term relationship. Don't get me wrong though, I've had some flings here and there. I've taken friends to school dances. But I've never been "involved with someone" for more than three days.
But this girl, "hot damn," I whispered under my breath. This time I made sure she couldn't hear me. Standing in front of me, at four feet eleven inches, I think she only went up to my collar bones, was the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen.
Her bright blonde hair ran over her shoulders in waves and she had one blue streak dyed on her right side. Her eyes were striking green, a color I've rarely seen, and never this vibrant. Dimples framed her smile, under a shower of light freckles. She was wearing a pair of overalls and converse, a very hipster look that only the few can pull off successfully, and let me tell you, she wore that outfit like she invented it.
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Military Brats (in progress)
Любовные романыLiam Murphy is a graduating freshman who had moved around his whole life due to his dad's job in the U.S. Navy. He never gets too attached to any place or anyone there because he always has to leave. He's ok with that and is just waiting until colle...
