Pretty Boy- Jonathan Brandis (ongoing)

part one

August 15
It was the first day of school. I was starting my senior year, thank god. My best friend since sixth grade, Adela walked with me through the hellish hallways, like she had for the past six years.
"Well, only 36 more weeks of this bullshit! Whatcha think about that?" I asked Adela.
"I don't know. I think I'm kinda gonna miss it." she said.
I smiled. "You make me sick, nerd, but I guess I'll see you at lunch." Adela smiled back and started walking to her locker. Me and Adela were never really popular. It was just the two us, and we kept to ourselves and did our best in school. Adela made straight A's, and I made mostly B's and C's and occasionally an A.
I walked into my home room and found my seat next to girl I didn't really like but I pretended to be her friend because I had no one else to sit next to at the moment. Ten minutes late into the period, a blonde boy with deep blue eyes and a sharp jawline ran into the room. I'd never seen him but he seemed to fit in just fine with the popular douche bags, talking about sports and whatever dudes talk about, I never really knew.
The careless teacher finally stood up and said, "Will everyone please introduce themselves?" I wasn't interested in this at all, for my one friend wasn't in this class with me, and for that matter, many classes at all.
The blonde boy then spoke in a deep, sexy voice. "Hi, I'm Jonathan. I just moved here from Vegas." Damn. Vegas.
Then it was my turn. "I'm Ashley and I don't want to be here." The teacher gave me a hard look but the pretty boy Jonathan gave a small laugh, and I smirked at him from across the room. The rest of the class went on saying their names.
Finally the bell rang and I headed to English class. Everyone did what they always did on the first day, introduce themselves for the class but everyone continued to give a total of zero fucks. I went through the rest of my classes and did the same and finally it was lunchtime.
"Bitch, we gotta talk." I said as I sat next to Adela.
"What's up?"
"You have to see this new boy. He's gorgeous, and he just moved here from Vegas."
"Well it'd be helpful to know his name." Adela said sarcastically.
"Jonathan. I didn't catch his last name." We talked for the rest of lunch about our days.
After lunch me and Adela were headed to French class, our favorites. When we got there we took our seats and kept chatting. It never really stopped.
Shortly after we got there, pretty boy walked through the door. God had answered my prayers.
Me and Adela looked at each other. "Damn Ash, is that him? He's a fucking snack." Adela said quietly.
"I know," I whispered back.
Jonathan and I had caught each other's glances once again for a second, and he took a seat in front of me. The French teacher began to talk but I didn't listen to her because I was too busy looking at the back of his head, and, wow, he had a good head of hair.
Towards the end of class, the teacher let us socialize because we didn't have anything else to do. He turned around and said "It's Ashley, right?"
I was taken back and it took me a moment to respond, and Adela looked at me like I was an idiot. "Yeah, you're Jonathan, right?"
"Yep." He looked at Adela. "And you are..?"
"Adela." She said confidently and smiled. She gave me a "thats hows it done" look.
"Well, I guess I'll see you two around." He got up and left the room as the bell rang.
I looked at Adela in shock. "He's pretty sexy. You have to get his number before some other bitch does, okay?" Adela asked.
"I don't know, Adela. I've had one boyfriend before and you know how that turned out."
"Not all guys are cheaters, you gotta get out there and get someone new."
I gulped. "We'll see."
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Sorry this is so short, but I hope you guys enjoyed my first chapter!! It's 1 am so I hope this isn't complete shit lmao // don't forget to vote it please!