I look out the window of my grandmothers car as we approach the school, I see Daniel with his friends at the beginning of the breeze way. Nicole smiles at me and winks from the back seat when she notices him, too. We give her a ride to school in the morning since my grandma's house is right next to hers.. I motion for us go to the oppisite end. My family doesn't know about my love life because if they did I would get in trouble and that is the least of my worries now. I step out of the car as my grandma bids me good day, I thank her and shut the door. Kaileigh is already standing at the curb when I turn around. She hugs me tightly and pulls me over to where Luke stands. I look at him and we start our routine morning glare.I break it by laughing and as does he.
I feel arms wrap around my waist and I tense, then relax my body realizing it was only Daniel. I turn to face him and he grins at me. He has curly brown hair that he keeps short for football and choclatey brown eyes. He is over a foot taller than me and looks like a giant. My friends and I used to joke that he was a gentle giant because he never got mad. Although it was a sweet gesture, I wish he wouldn't scare me like this.
"Goodmorning, shorty." He says, still grinning. He always thinks something is funny.
"Hey." I said flashing him a smile. And that was our conversation. He never said anything else except when i pushed him into it. Nicole glares at me. She likes us as a couple, but she can read what I'm thinking. I ignore her look.
The bell rings and I hop off of Daniels lap where I had been sitting. I grabbed my backpack as he walked next to me with his hands in his pockets. I mentally want to punch him. He never holds my hand in public. I don't know why. He's willing for my to sit on his lap and hug me but he wont hold my hand. I don't bother instagating it either.
He walks me to the second floor and hugs me goodbye. I smile at him and turn to walk the next staircase alone. I scoff in annoyance. I hate how leaves me to walk alone when we have ten minute to get to our classes. Walking up the stairs should not be a problem.
I walk into my science class and sit where i am told. I notice the tables are in alphabetical order and groan. I sit next to Ethan Marshall, a boy I used to fight with in middle school and a girl that I don't know, Lauren Parker. I start working on my bellringer and this time its not stupid, its a game. So i list my two truths and one lie. When i start working on my last truth, my pencil was snatched from my hand.
I jump up to find Ethan laughing at me. I snatch it back and give him the finger.
"No thanks!" He says still laughing.
"I hope you get knocked out one day." I smirk at him.
"Why don't you do it then?" he says pushing me lightly.
"I never reveal my plans." I say, laughing when his eyes widen.
He sits down next to me and starts working. I hear the chair next to me scrap the ground and I look to see a girl with brown hair and blond highlights sits next to me. I smile at her and she acknowleges with a smile of her own. Then turns her attention to her paper. Our teacher comes in as the bell rings and we all continue to talk.
She yells over the sound,"Hello, my babies! Shut up. Who wants to start out with the bellringer?"
Lauren raises her hand and Ms. Pace points at her.
She stands up and reads her paper aloud, "I play softball. I speak spanish. I have been to a One Direction concert." I smirk thinking my choice as everyone starts screaming their answers until Will raises his hand and Ms. Pace nods at him.
"You haven't been to a One Direction concert," he says confidently. Lauren shakes her head. My jaw drops. Everyone laughs at my expression. "Spanish?" Will says. Lauren nods and she sits down. I look at her my mouth still open and she laughs even harder.
"Are you serious?!" I say.
"Yea! No joke. I was on the fifth row." She laughs.
"Let me see your schedule!" I say loudly. She shuffles through her bag and hands it to me. "We have only three classes together. I didn't see you in french yesterday."
"I was there.." she says. "What other class?"
"Next hour.." I say. " So who's your favorite?"
The rest of first hour all we talked about was One Direction and who we dibbed. Ethan complained the whole time about our mutual addiction, so on our way to our next class i tripped him down the hall way. He deserved it.
