Chapter 1

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POV: Kevin

        My first class after a bad start of my morning is Spanish,  which is the worst class to start your day. The teacher sometimes will speak fluent Spanish and expects us to translate what she is saying. In my opinion,  it's too early in the morning anyways.

        On my way to art after a boring class of Spanish,  I see a girl whose books had slipped off her shoulders with papers flying throughout the halfway.  A couple of people chuckled as they passed by her and didn't bother to help her pick her books up. Idiots of this generation.

        I walk over to help her pick up her textbooks and papers and she says, "Thank you." 

"No Problem"  She says, "Looks like I've seen you somewhere, I think I take 7th hour with you, right?"

"Are you sure," I respond.

If you're wondering, I don't really pay any attention to the people around me in my classes, to be honest. I am the type of person to zone out. But back to the conversation:

"Where do you sit?" I ask. " Right next to you," she says.

Do you see what I'm talking about?

"Now I remember, I think," I lie, I am not really sure. But then I realize it's coming back to me.

"See you ar 7th hour, and thanks for helping me pick up my textbooks," she says.

"You're welcome"

We both break away and go our separate ways. Then I realize that I didn't ask what her name was. But then I realized, she looks a girl I either watched a movie about or read a book about. And then it pops in my head.

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A/N: I hoped you have enjoyed the first chapter of this story. Comment your opinions in the comment section, and I should update this within a week or sooner. 'Til next time.

       

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