Chapter Two

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3rd person pov

As she sat there in his class doing her work he studied her. How did such a pretty thing dress herself that way? How did such a pretty girl get so much hate from some of the class mate? 

"HEY loser! Why don't you move?" 

Both Catina and Ian look up to see a  girl standing over her.

"Um..? Excuse me? This is my seat Amanda.."

"I said move! Are you stupid?"

"Amanda leave her alone. okay?" Dar said trying to stop Amanda from picking on his little sister. 

"But..I just wanna sit with you, Honey. I miss you so much. Besides why cant she move? there's others seats."

Ian gets up to ask Amanda to go back to her seat and to stop disturbing the class, but as he does he sees catina get up and move spots. She pulls out her phone and head phones and starts listening to July Talk, and The killers. Ian raises his eye brows at that. He didn't take her as the girl to back down and not stand her ground. But that's what happens when you judge a book by its cover. It strangely makes Him want to get to know her better.

*Ring*

Catina packs up her books and walks out of the class, as she walks by Ian cant take his eyes off her and cant quit thinking of how such a beautiful young lady she is. She walks up to her locker and gets out her fashion stuff and heads off to the class.  As she walks threw the doors she see Amanda in the corner with her little group. She rolls her eyes and wonders how Dar even likes her. The jocks and the Poplars She will never understand them.

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Catina pov 

It's now half way threw fourth, I'm drawing new cover for one of my favourite albums. I get a text from Dar.

D: Hey, are you walking home from school?

C: no I'm going to stay back and hang out with Mr. Hancock. 

D: okay just do not be to late. 

C: I wont be. I promise. Love you lots big bro

D: love you too lil sis

I put my phone away and look up to see Jay I mean Mr. hancock looking at me smiling. He's a good Family friend, he helps my mom out since my dad left. He's only about 29. He knows my mom threw being my Grandmothers neighbour. Apparently my mom used to babysit him, and he used to babysit me and my brother when we where growing up. 

*Ring* 

Everyone starts to get up and pack their things away, I pack mine away and wait for everyone to clear out. Jay stands up and shuts his door then comes over to me. 

"So little kitty cat how was the first day of grade 12 like?" he asks whiling messing my hair up.

"It was fine,  the New teacher kept looking at me tho, made me feel like I had something on my face." 

"well you do right there." he says as he bops the tip of my nose with his finger. 

"Ughh Jay! You know I don't like people touching me!"

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