CHAPTER 1
Jale's POV
I got to school early accompanied by my one and only friend, Evan. Evan was a small guy an not very built. But he was not to be taken lightly because this guy could kick butt.
"Hey man, you sure you don't wanna skip?" He asked for the millionth time.
"Yes, Evan, I'm positive. She wouldn't want me moping at home. She would want me to go to school, graduate, get a job and live a happy life."
He shot me a sympathetic smile and clapped me on the back. "Alright man."
I smiled back forcedly. "Oh and thanks again for bailing me out. Ill pay you back, I promise."
"Nah, it's fine. I don't want your money."
I raised my brow at him. "Is there something wrong with my money?"
He simply shrugged and went to class. I could see a ghost of a smile slowly forming on his face. I followed him, quickening my pace as we bickered heatedly about stupid little things all the way to first period.
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"Good morning class." Mr. Brightman greeted warmly. "Today we are recieving a new student. I trust you will all do your very best to accomodate her. Miss Banks? Please introduce yourself."
A chair scraped the floor in the back corner of the room and all heads whipped to see the new girl standing up shyly.
"U-um, my name is uh Meghan Banks and I uh just moved here last week." She smiled awkwardly as a blush creeped up on her cheeks. She gulped and sat back down.
The rest of the class was boring, much like the usual. Once the day was done, I headed out. I'm probably going to take the bus home because no, I don't have a swagged up sports car, and no, I most definitely do not own a motorcycle. My mother would kill me.
I heard tires screeching and watched in dismay as the bus took off. I cussed silently under my breath. Looks like I'm walking home then.
I whipped around but bumped into something, rather someone.
The person let out a squeak and all of her things were sent to the floor.
"Oh my gosh I am so sorry. Oh gosh I am such a kluts."
I chuckled at her nervousness and shook my head. "It's fine."
She stopped picking her stuff up and cocked her head to the side. "It is?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"
"I uh, because you, uh..." She trailed off.
"Is something wrong babe?" I smirked taking a step towards her.
She averted my gaze by looking down. Her eyes met a certain area and she blushed like crazy. I watched amused as she looked around desperately for something else to look at.
"My eyes are right here." I teased.
She turned even redder as she hesitantly locked her eyes with mine.
I smiled at her innocense.
"I uh have to go." She rushed out.
"Is the little lady scared of the big boy?" I smirked.
Her eyes hardened but it quickly disappeared as soon as it came. "I have to walk home now."
"Great. I'll walk with you."
"Oh you don't have to."
"It doesnt bother me." I smirked.
"No really, I'm sure I'll be fine."
"Alright then."
She started walking down the street awkwardly and stuck earphones in her ears. I watched as she bobbed her head to the music, completely indifferent to the world. Grinning slightly, I followed her. After almost twenty minutes of her listening to music and me trailing behind her, she finally arrived to her house.
No way. Oh this is gold.
"Bye Meghan!" I called out.
She spun around and her eyes grew in shock as she took in my presence. "Have you been following me all the way from school?!" She exclaimed.
"No."
"Then what exactly are you doing mister?"
I laughed at that. She's so innocent, like a breath of fresh air.
"I'm going home of course."
Her mouth hung ajar and the shock in her eyes was quickly replaced with horror.
"Please tell me you don't live next door."
"Alright, I don't live next door."
She let out a breath of relief and I smirked.
"I live just down the street."
***end of chapter 1***
A/N: It's okay guys, you can say it, immabiotch. I am sooo sorry for the long wait. Portugal beach waves tend to distract you. I'm currently on a family holiday, that's why it's taken so long. Updates every weekend.

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