Searching for my Identity

6. Chapter New Student

Dear readers, I'm so terribly sorry that I've got a huge delay. It's nearly one month ago that I've postet the last chapter, but I had so much on the plate and I hope you still like and following my Story.

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Unfortunately, the Easter holidays had gone too fast. Emma sighed as she entered the school with her best friend, Melinda at 7.30 am that morning. The school was pretty quiet at this time.

"It's a pity that the holidays have passed so quickly, I wish we had a few more days to relax, but at least we got some diversity in the dull school day because there is a new student starting. I think he's from the USA." Melinda told her friend as she put her school bag down in her locker.

"Really? Do you know his name?" Emma asked her friend while she took a glance at her watch.

"No, but the gossip mill has been working overtime for a few weeks now and I heard the other's whispering to each other that he is really good looking, they have been stalking his instagram profile.", Melinda said with a wink.

As if on cue, the school bell rang to signal 2 minutes till the beginning of the first class. Emma and Melinda quickly grabbed their books, shoved their unwanted items in the locker and shut the door before heading off to class. They parted ways and Emma darted to class to avoid detention.

Melinda was walking down the hall towards her first class from registration when she slammed into a rock hard chest and her books went flying in every direction . She looked up to meet the face of a beautiful boy with piercing blue eyes and dark chocolate brown hair, his mouth had tilted up into a smirk.

"Hello Love, I'm Liam. What's your name?"He asked her whilst helping collect her books from across the corridor.
"Oh, you're the new kid. Sorry I'm Melinda. Nice to meet you." well at least the rumors were right, he was definitely easy on the eyes.

Melinda had gathered her books and was walking into the class when Liam grabbed her arm gently. "Are you okay? I forgot to ask, Is this" he paused and looked down at his class schedule "Mr. Jacobs' class for English?"

"Hmm yes I'm fine. And it is Mr.Jacobs yeah. But beware, he hasn't been in a very good mood lately The smallest things have been able to set him off so if you don't want a detention on your first day I advise you be on your best behaviour." Melinda looked up at him through her thick black lashes and tucked the strand of her dark brown hair that had fallen forward behind her ear again.

She walked into the class and took her usual seat at the back of the class and Liam sat down in the seat next to her.

Mr Jacobs walked in wearing a green checked sweater vest over a white shirt with beige trousers, the typical 60 year old, short, bald, male teacher stereotype.

"I hope you had a wonderful holiday, but now it's time to get back into the real world. I'm very disappointed from the test results." Mr. Jacobs said as an annoying sigh came out of the student's mouths.

Liam had to chuckle a little bit. "Are there any problems Melinda?" Mr. Jacobs asked her with a cutting voice and looked at her with a huffy face expression. "No Mr. Jacobs. Everything's ok.."she replied sheepishly.

"Great and I've heard that we've got a new student. Mr. Liam Finnegan Morgan is joining us this term from the USA. Would you be so kind to introduce yourself Liam?", the teacher asked him and looked at him cautiously.

Liam strolled forward, leaned casually against the blackboard, and looked into the many new faces of his new school colleagues. A wide grin spread across his lips as he looked at some of the girls in the first two rows. The girls looked at Liam with a dreamy smile and signed.

"Hi, I'm Liam. I'm 14 years old. Before I was transferred to this school I was attending Chilton in America. Thanks for the welcoming committe! For the record I am single and always looking.... Ladies!!"

As he started to take his seat he wiggled his eyebrows and looked the girls in the first two rows with a charming smile that would bring the polar ice caps to melt. "America huh, what was it like?" Melinda asked him in a hushed tone so that the teacher didn't overhear whilst leaning over her desk to whisper in his ear.

"Oh it was ok I guess. I mean, I miss it sure but I have a good feeling about this place and Hartford never really felt like home. I always felt like an outsider.", he shrugged as he turned his head to whisper back in her ear.

Mr.Jacobs looked at them and caught them just as Liam was turning away. “Is there something you want to share with the rest of the class?†He tilted his head and raised his gray fluffy eyebrows.

"Hmm no sir. Sorry sir.",Liam responded and looked down, bright red from embarrassment.

"What do you mean, you always felt like an outsider there?" Melinda whispered to Liam, curious about what it was like and what he meant. He had really caught her attention with that line.

"I just never felt like I belonged there, that's all." Liam responded quietly but not quietly enough as Mr. Jacobs caught them again. "Out of my classroom and to the dean's office, now!", He shouted at Melinda and Liam.

They grabbed their bags and rushed out of the classroom but Melinda stopped Liam before he got any further than the end of the corridor and headed in the opposite direction.

"Wait, What are you doing? The dean's office is this way."

"Oh we aren't going to the dean's office.", Melinda told him.
"What?! But he said go to the dean's office?", Liam replied looking a little concerned."Yes, I know what he said, but we are ditching class. Come on. I am gonna show you the town. Properly."

"But"

"No buts. Besides, you really think that he's going to check to see if we went to the dean's office?", Melinda dragged him to the school gates and walked straight out heading in the direction of the town centre.