Lost Into you

Chapter 4

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Nicks P.O.V

I was sure I was going to be late now. Shitt.. I was speed walking to my first-period class which was math. I kept speed walking when suddenly a girl came to a halt and turned around. Before I could stop, I bumped into her. Gosh, why do I have to be so clumsy? I soon realize that her books were all scattered on the ground. I felt really bad now, shit. I see her hesitate to kneel down to pick up her books. I then see she has a pair of heels on with a skirt on. She does it anyway, nice and slow. Wow, that was pretty smooth, I thought to myself. "Um, thanks" Wait what, oh shoot I thought out loud. Fuck. I mentally tell myself to smack myself later.

I noticed that she had long legs, they were stunning. Suddenly I bend down and finish help her pick up her textbooks. When we were done, we got back up to our feet, and I stood there still for a while, not knowing what to say. We both looked up at each other at the same time. She had the most amazing pair of hazel eyes I had ever seen. She reached out and took the books from my hands, her fingers lightly brushing against mine. Was it me or I felt a shock of electricity shoot through me? I don't know but her fingers felt really smooth against mine, and familiar too. I shrugged it off though. I saw her blushing for a mere second, looked down and said: "Thank you." " Oh, psh, no problem, if anything it was all my fault, I should have been paying attention."

"Well, thank you anyways. I, I have never seen you around, how come?" She asked with curiosity all over her face. Typical of a rich, popular girl. They never glance at the lower class, well not that I was one of them, my family were wealthy, but that didn't mean that wealthy people could step over someone else's shoes. "Haha isn't obvious? I'm a nerd, and pretty rich girls like you, or in general, they don't notice people like us," I said with a chuckle.  Well, lucky for you, I'm not one of those type's of girls, I'm quite the opposite" she said with a cute chirpy voice, adding a wave to a strand of hair that had popped out of her bun. "Besides, I do notice everyone, and the only reason I have come up with as to why I have not seen you before must be because you are new. Am I right?" She continued. "Yes, correct," I answered with a smirk popping up on my face. "I knew it, nice to meet you, my name is Allyson Amaya Victoria Hathaway de la Cruz, your new friend" she held out her hand and shook mine. Woah, the longest name I've ever heard, and not just that, but that shes latina like me. No wonder she's really pretty with those long tanned legs of hers. "That's the longest name I've ever heard besides mine, haha. It's a pleasure to meet you, Allyson, my name is Liam Jeremiah Nicholas Grayson Lopez" I told her with a huge smile. She had a look of surprise but then replaced it with a smile and said, "Oh no problem Nick, you can call me Ally, I mean if its okay with you if I call you Nick?" Was she blushing? "Of course you can, you'd be the first to call me that" I wink, "Alright, well it was nice meeting you Nick, hope to have you in on of my classes, see you around." She waved goodbye and speeded to her first period. Wow, I was definitely dumbstruck. I had never ever felt like this, except for back then when I was a kid. But that's in the past. This is now, and she is astonishingly beautiful. However, even I know I have limits, and I had to stick with them. She probably has a boyfriend. But why did she look so familiar? That's something I would never know.

To my amusement, we had chemistry, history, and economics together, which made me happy. The rest of the day went by quick. Once I was at my new house, I went straight to my room and locked my door. To be honest, I was a neat freak, and I was literally cleaning my room, instead of partying it out like the rest of the guys I knew would be doing. But hey, who the fuck cares right? It's not like I don't party, I do, but I also like to keep my room neat, I mean you never know when a situation presents itself if you know what I mean? Wink wink.