Him

chapter 4

I stand there looking up...

As we make eye contact I look down and head to my class "excuse me" I say and I walk off.

He. Was. So. Cute. Like wow!!!!... He looked my age ...or maybe older. With his chizzled chin and longish hair. He had on a gray t shirt and a smile on his face. From what I saw his eyes were a hazel color and his lips were pink and plump. He looked perfect. He was built a structured with muscle. He had a hushed voice and spoke kindly... What a fucking manz!!!!

Ana get a hold of yourself. U saw him for 1 minute and your probably leaving soon anyways. I shake his image from my head and walk into
class. Boys aren't worth my time right now.

Ethans POV
I'm walking to my class when someone bumps into me. "Oh I'm sorry miss. I didnt mean-" I say before she quickly cuts me off " no im sor-" and she stops. She gazes at me. And I look back. She quickly drops her head and walks off to her class...

Damn....I never seen anyone so beautiful. She has to be new. Her sparkling greyish blue eyes, her defined face The way her face blushes lightly when I made eye contact with her. She was beautiful.
I dont think she noticed me like I did... I guess she never will..  but damn. Just damn.

Anastasia's POV
As soon as I step into the room eyes dart in my direction. My face heats up and I know I'm blushing. I look down and walk to the front of the room to the teachers desk.

I hand him my paper and he introduces me to the class. Shit . I hate being the center of attention. "Everyone this is Anastasia. She came here from Georgia and I expect us to make her feel welcomed."

Suddenly a voice from the back of the room speaks up " I will definitely make her feel welcomed." My head snaps up and I look at the speaker. It was a tan muscular boy with a chizzled face and a earing dangling from his ear. He looks at me and winks. I quickly look back down and roll my eyes. I hear everyone chuckle and I look back up. " Mr. Dolan, I dont think Mrs. Quinn would like to feel welcomed by a boy who gets welcomed in the pants of every girl."
Well fuck. Bet That shit hurted.

Everyone starts busting out laughing and I try to hold in mine. Damn Mr. Nicoles, you got jokes. I see the boy get tense and then he speaks up again. "yep even your wife and daughter welcome me George." Well shit.  Goddamn.  I see that Mr. Nicoles get furious and then sends me to my seat. I keep myself from laughing and walk to the back of the class and take my seat.

I feel a pair of eyes looking at me and I look in there direction. Im holding eye contact with the boy. He looked so familiar. So structured. I quickly look away. He smirks and starts talking to his friends.

Grays POV
I'm sitting in class when I see a unfamiliar girl walk in hesitantly. She was short, tannish, with long black hair. Damn. She was hot. What a piece of asssss. She must be new. Nice. New and unknowledged. Ive been with a lot of girls and they are all the same. I just want something new and untouched. " Everyone this is Anastasia. She came here from Georgia and I expect us to make her feel welcomed " Mr. Nicoles says. And I butt in after... "I will definitely make her feel welcomed." She looks at me and I wink. She looks back down and i see her roll her eyes. I will get that... Sooner or later.

Anastasia's POV
I sit there seeing him in my head then I feel like I'm delusional. He had the same structured face and body like the boy in the hallway. The same hazel eyes. Though they were different. I took a deep breath and just forgot about them. I focused on the lesson and they were swept from my mind.

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After class I get up slowly and start to walk out of class when I'm stopped by a large figured shadowing over me. The boy. "Wassup doll face." He says. Did he just say that. I try to stop myself from laughing. I look up and look at him dead in his face. He holds the contact and then looks away I look past him and walk away. I walk down the hall to the cafeteria for lunch.

I take a step inside the door and as soon as I do eyes move in my direction. I here whispering and then whistling. " hey ma" I here one dude say. " wassup shawty" I here another one say and then I here "hoe" from a group of girls at the table next to me. I quickly snap my head up and glare at the girl it came from. I stared her in her eyes so hard. She quickly flickers her eyes away from me and I drop my head.

I find an empty table and I sit down. I'm independent and I dont feel like socializing. And people here seem snobby. I sit down and go on my phone. As I scroll through my snap I see the girls from earlier staring at me. I keep my attention on my phone and forget about her. She seems like she has a problem? I laugh to myself and shake my head.

It was time for P.E and I was thankful. Usually people hate P.E but I happen to be an athlete and wanted to try out for the soccer team. I was lucky enough to find out soccer didn't start for a couple more months though. Soccer keeps my mind off of things so hopefully I'm still here until then.

I go to the locker room and find my locker. I put my belongings inside and start to change. I felt weird. Everyone was looking at me. All the girls. As i removed my shirt i felt exposed. Can people stop staring! I change as quick as possible and walk out the doors to the gym.

As I approach the benches and waited for the coach to start class I was delayed by a group of girls. They all look up at me and move aside so I can walk through. They all gawk. Some girls laugh some girls smirk and others whisper. I didnt let it bother me. Who gives a shit what they say.

P.E soon ended.. andThe rest of the day went by in a blur and I was glad the school day was ending. I just wanted to go home.