Mission Inlovable

Chapter Two

Chapter Two

Flashback:

When lunch came by, I don't know whether to feel relieved that half of the day has passed or lonely at the fact that I will be sitting alone on my first day of college. But all I know is that it's going to be a long day, when I opened the door to the cafeteria just to have someone bump into me and knock my stuff everywhere.

"Oh dear I'm so sorry! Here, let me help you," a husky voice came into my hearing range.

The person who I ran into picks up my books and passes them back to me. I am met by a pair of ocean blue eyes, with a mop of messy jet-black hair hanging just above his eyes. He has a California tan, and his muscles were defined.

Dressed up in regular jeans, black converse and a white V-neck, he actually looked hot. We were that close that I could actually see the gold flecks in his eyes.

We looked into each eyes for a moment before he started to rub the back of his neck and said, "Are you okay? I'm Cole, nice to meet you. What's your name?"

"Cassandra." I croaked. "Oh hey look at the time I gotta get to class."

So much for being smooth, Cassie.

He smiles at me, the lopsided grin of his was just so irresistible, but I keep my stand so my brain won't turn into mush.

I flash him a small smile and walk away as fast as possible, hoping he wasn't following me.

No one has ever been that nice to me. But of course, my paranoid self says that it's a cover up so that people would make friends with me.

I keep walking, but the image of Cole has been running through my mind since that moment, never once getting tired.

I got to my class and sit at the back, did my usual routine of taking my book out to read. I am really engrossed in this part and didn't even realise that the teacher has came in.

It's French period, and the teacher starts to introduce herself. Her name is Mrs Rosemary Johnson. She has sandy blonde medium length hair, her face caked with make up as thick mascara and red lipstick was applied. She has crinkles around her eyes, showing that she smiles a lot. Freckles were sprinkled neatly on around her nose. She looks young for a mother of 2.

Oh well she is real lucky her lesson isn't boring, otherwise I'd just slip into a day dream, dreaming of a perfect family and life.

Then again it's the first day of school, here we go with introductions and ice breaking games. Typical.

I care about my grades but some of the lessons are real boring so there I was in my other classes, my head resting on my hand, dozing off until some teacher would just scream my name, causing me to jolt up.

Halfway through the games and daydreams, a familiar looking boy pops his head by the door, looking sheepish.

"Erm hi I'm Cole, is this Mrs Johnson's French class?" He asks with a tint of embarrassment.

The girls in the class were bimbos, typical. When they saw Cole, all of them batted their fake lashes and twirled their hair. I rolled my eyes and looked away. Oh get a life.

HE'S IN MY CLASS?! Cassie you can do this, don't freak out and deep breaths! Hell, you don't even like him!

"Ah yes so there you are Cole, nice to meet you." Mrs Johnson's sweet voice echoes around.

"Sorry I'm late, I got lost.." Cole says while flashing that gorgeous smile of his, earning him a bunch of giggles.

"Okay Cole find a seat."