My Accidental Boyfriend

Chapter 1 (Bad Start)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: "This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental."

Nicole's POV

Ah! First day of school. I hate this. New school, new plastic friends.

Well, how hard could this be?! By the way, my name is Nicole Flores. I act like a boy most of the time, but I'm pretty! (Wink) I have long and silky hair. I have beautiful round eyes they even say that I have gentle eyes. I think I'm a C cup or a D cup. I don't know how they measure this things but it just makes my shoulders stiff. I am sexy I tell you, but the thing is; I don't get along with my classmates. So let's see what's going to happen. It just so happens to be that I am forced to transfer schools because of my mom's job. I am Sixteen years old but I am still a freshman. I can explain. Our country's government had an economic meltdown rendering all the schools in my country inactive for almost two to three years.

At school(Homeroom)

"Okay class, since this is your first year in high school, chances are, none of you know each other. So, I want you all to introduce yourselves with a production number in order for us to know you better," the teacher said with a smile.

The students, in sync, said. "NO!"

"I will start. My name is Layla Torres. I will be your homeroom teacher. I hope we all get a long for the rest of the year."

"NO!" Students kept on shouting.

"Oh, come on! It will be a lot of fun." she said, still smiling.

"My name is Violet Reyes. I hope we'll all get along this school year," she said smiling.

All of the boys were like, "WHOA! She is so pretty."

Then, Violet started singing.

"That's enough Ms. Reyes," the teacher said. "Next, Ms. Flores."

"Eh?" I was caught off-guard, so I was embarrassed.

"My name is Nicole Flores. Uhm...that's all."

"Ah...you must at least showcase your talent."

"I don't have any," I said with a displeased tone.

"Ha ha ha! Such a loser," a guy named KC blurted out. Without hesitation, I kicked him in the face. Serves him right.

"Ms. Flores! I'll see you at the principal's office after class."

"Fine," then I went back to my chair. I knew I was in trouble.

"Psst. Psst." I heard somebody calling me, so I looked at the direction where the sound was coming from.

"Me?"

"Yes, you. Uhm... I hope we could be friends," Violet said, her smile was blinding.

"(Heh!) I hope so too!," I grinned.

"Are you okay bro?(!)" (One of KC's friends said.)

"One day she will pay! Look at what she did to me. My nose is busted because of that bitch!" KC replied.

"First day of school then she gets sent to the principal's office. Tough luck for her," Veronica, one of my classmates, said this. Well, I don't give a damn about it, so I just ignored everyone.

"That is all for today class. Good bye!"

"Good bye and thank you, miss!"

"Ms. Flores, let's go"

"Alright," I didn't have a choice but to go with her. A little bit of walking, then we arrived at the principal's office.

"Sir, this student kicked a boy in the face."

"Hmm... what's your name lady?" the principal asked.

"My name is Nicole Flores, sir," I said with a stern voice.

"Well, I'll let the student council president handle this. Go to his office on the third floor, he might still be there."

"Okay sir," I left and proceeded to the office of the student council president.

As I was walking up the stairs, I didn't notice a student walking towards my direction because I was so pissed. I bumped into him so his drink poured into his shirt. I will be totally honest, his body was so hot, his wet shirt outlining his muscles underneath it.

"You should be careful next time!" I said angrily. Upon further inspection, I saw that he was wearing a mask, a cough mask. It looked weird but I guess he might just be sick, so I didn't mind.

"I'm sorry," he said, but it was really my fault.

Then I heard somebody say, "President, what happened to you?!"

I was so shocked that I stayed still thinking to myself, "Shit! This is the student council president."

Author's Note: New chapters every Friday