My Handsome Adventure

chapter3

Joan's POV
 
"Jo!! Why are you just standing there like you've never seen me before?" Cindy asks adjusting her dress.

Cindy is the only fashionable person in my life. She has black... Blonde....I can't even remember her natural hair color. That's how fashionable she is. Well for now she has black hair with blue highlights. She is wearing a short dress which fits her perfectly. And she has black boots which matches her blue dress and hair highlights. She actually looks like popstar Barbie.

How we became friends.... I still have no idea. I have long black hair that I never leave open. It's always braided or tied into a bun. I don't wear dresses unless it's a special occasion or I run out of ideas to ruin the dress. I dont like putting on makeup but I do like to see others wear makeup.

"Of course I've seen you before. You are the person who threatened to kill me over the phone an hour ago. I'm just staring at the school trying to find one good reason as to why I'm here."I say walking towards her.

" Well ,remember what I said about hunting you down? I think thats a pretty good reason . Don't you?" Cindy says as we reach our lockers .

"Oh yes....."

"Cin, I think I have memory loss." I say looking around.

" Na na. It's not you. These people are the late admissions." She says pointing her finger at the people around us.

"Great more people just what I prayed for! Thanks God! I say looking above me.

" You can thank him later. Lets get to our classes now." Cindy says grabbing my hand and pulling me to the direction of the class.

"Jo! Wake up! Wake up!"

"Is it time to go !?! I ask turning to look at my friend only to realize that everyone in the class was staring at the same direction.

Hoping to see the grim reaper at the door I slowly divert my attention to the class door. Standing at the door is a good looking guy......who am I kidding? Standing at the door is the most perfect human I've ever seen.

His black hair falls over his green eyes.  And his jawline looks sharp enough to cut through metals. He is wearing black jeans and blue denim coat. If he wasn't breathing I would've thought he was the cardboard cut out of a Calvin Klein model.

Aaah! Still he is not the Grimm reaper . I shake my head sadly.

I feel a light punch on my hand. When I look straight again all I see are the faces of my classmates staring at me in confusion.

I might've said that  out loud. Ah this day just keeps getting worse.

" Not that I wanna see the grim reaper..I mean I want to....like it would be cool....but I don't want to.....you know....." I try to say speak but the guy at the door is smiling and that is quite distracting.

" Ah !! Forget it people." I sigh and lay my head on the table trying to get back my sleep.