As I cautiously walked through the front doors of Rosemary high I examined each and every person even the receptionists. Every person had there own identity, every person looked at me in a different way especially all the girls because I'm not the most prettiest girl alive I'm just an average girl. I was carrying a pile of books in my right hand but as I seen this extraordinary boy I was adamant I had seen before, but I wasn't sure where. Suddenly, I dropped all the books because I knocked into a pole in the middle of the corridor and he ran over and helped me
pick them up whilst everyone around me just laughed. As our eyes met I felt a cold shiver go down my whole body however, it was the good type of shiver though!
"Thank you so much" I said in the most awkward way ever.
"No problem" he said
I slowly turned around and walked in the opposite direction. 'Who was he?' that question kept going through my mind.
As I walk into first period (which was the worst lesson ever ) maths, everyone laughed and pointed at me like I had a huge alien on my face, except 'him'. Why was he so nice? So nice to me. The new girl.
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The Boy Next Door
RandomSo there is this 12 year old girl called Annabel. Annabel moved to a new school And she didn't know anyone but her neighbour was her absolute dream. But Annabel was too shy to talk to the hot boy. Will Annabel actually pick up the courage to talk...
