Daniella's PoV:
"Do you remember the rules?" mum asked as we arrived at school. I nodded slowly, anxious to start at another new school.
"Good, now explain them to me" I rolled my eyes as I started explaining them. "I will stay low, I won't get attached, my picture shall not be taken, and I must keep my self-defence kit on me at all times". My mum nodded with approval. "Have a good day, Daniella! Call me!" I gave mum a tight hug and then walked into school.
My hands started to shake with anxiousness as I saw the herd of people walking through the halls. Taking a deep breath, I looked at the map the principal had given me the previous day. English, room 304 I whispered to myself and walked towards the classrooms.
Looking at the students around me, it really was like in the American films. Cheerleaders, jocks, nerds. You could clearly see all the stereotypes and where they all belonged. I threw one last glance on the map when I suddenly hit a hard wall and fell to the floor. "Watch where you're going" the wall muttered and I looked up. It wasn't a wall. It was more like a 6'2 guy with amazing brown hair and gorgeous gray eyes.
"Oh sorry" I said and helped myself up and quickly walked away into the classroom just as the school bell rang.
"Ah Daniella! Glad to have you here! Please have a seat".
"Thank you Ms...?"
"Clarkson".
"Thank you Ms Clarkson" I said and had a seat at the back of the classroom. I placed my books on the table and started to doodle. Drawing was a big part of my life, it was how I expressed myself when what I wanted to say couldn't be expressed with words. It all started when my psychiatrist suggested that I should find a way to express myself when I couldn't tell her how I was feeling. I guess that it had just stuck to me ever since.
"You're late" I could hear Ms Clarkson mutter and as I looked up, I saw the face of the talking wall that I had ran into earlier. He just shrugged and began to walk towards the back of the classroom, only to take a seat right next to me. As he sat down, he winked at me and I blushed because everyone had turned their eyes towards us. "Mr Myers! This is third time this week that you've been late to my class! That means detention!" The boy smirked and and glanced at me as if he wanted to see my reaction. "I knew that you wanted to spend more time with me Clarkson". I could hear gasps but I just rolled my eyes and returned to my doodling.
After that, the first few classes went by pretty fast and it was time for lunch. Following my map and the the crowd around me, I finally ended up in the cafeteria when suddenly a boy turned around and smiled at me.
"Hi" he said and ran his hand through his blonde hair. "Hello" I answered politely back. "So, you're the new girl, eh?" He asked and I nodded slowly as my eyes scanned him up and down. He was one of the jocks. At least I thought he was, when I looked at his jacket.
"Cool. Well, I'm Chase and these are my friends" he said pointing at three guys standing in front of him, all wearing similar jackets.
"Daniella" I said and then gasped. I forgot that in American schools you either had to pay for your food or bring your own, but I had no money and no prepped meal.
"What's wrong?" Chase asked and I could feel myself blush with embarrassment. "I..uh..I forgot that you have to pay for your food here" I said and he laughed.
"What? If you had not noticed, I'm not from America".
"I noticed, mostly because of your cute accent. But it's okay, I'll pay for your food". I shook my head. "No, please. I can't let you do that?"
"Why not?"
"Well, it's just that you should spend your money on something else, not just silly little me..." I said awkwardly.
"Listen, I mostly spend my money on alcohol and hair products. It's about time I spend my money on something good, or someone good. Like you". I wasn't completely conviced, but after hearing my stomach growling, twice. I finally gave in.
"Ugh, fine! But I will repay you!" I said.
"I don't want your money".
"Then how can I repay you?"
"By going on a date with me" my mouth fell open as I stood there in shock. Even though this violated many of my rules, I could hear myself say "I will".
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"Stupid, stupidly stupid!" I repeated as I kicked the wall of the school property. How could I ever be so stupid to agree on the date. I shouldn't have given up on the whole giving-back-the-money-idea. I haven't even been on a date since him. What will I tell my mother?"
"Um, what are you doing?" A voice behind me asked, making me jump out of my skin. I turned around and met the gorgeous gray eyes that belonged to the wall I ran into earlier. "I eh..." I tried to explain myself but no words came out. "I thought you had detention?" I said, changing the subject. "I do".
"Then what are you doing here? School ended twenty minutes ago".
"I know" He said and looked deep into my eyes, making my legs wobbly.
"So?"
"So I skipped".
"You skipped detention?"
"Yeah".
"Why? And what are you doing at the parking lot then? Aren't you going to get suspended?"
"I didn't want to go. I'm waiting for my friends and probably" He answered.
"Blooming heck" I answered in shock.
"So, what are you doing, standing outside after school hours, kicking the wall?"
"I must've looked really stupid didn't I?" I asked and he smiled, showing off two dimples on each side of his cheeks. To be honest, it looked very cute. But of course I couldn't tell him that. He's a typical bad boy that you see in movies. At least he dresses and acts like one and calling him cute would probably not be taken as a compliment.
"Yeah" he answered with a chuckle.
"Well, I'm actually waiting for mum" I said and saw a car driving up to us. "Speaking of which, there she is" I looked at him with a smile and said "goodbye" before jumping into the car and driving home.
A/N: Hello people of the Wattpad world! Just so you know, I'm not entirely happy with this chapter so I might change it in the future....
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