OMG! Not another vampire story!

Part 5

-Hannah-

Grrrr! I hate my mom! Why does she have to be home when I'm getting ready for school?!? She always annoys me and ruins my whole schedule. When I headed out to the bus, I had to run because I almost missed it. Thanks mom!

When I got to school, it all became a blur of students in my way. Why do they have to walk so slowly? Why do they have to block my locker all the time? Grrr! Not a good day for them, I just glare and they move. As I open my locker I hear a chuckle behind me. The voice was soft and beautiful. How could this be? Was it really Alexander? I turn slowly to look, but there was no one. I looked down the hall and saw a figure that seemed like him, but was it really? I grab my stuff and headed to Bio. Good thing we are done dissecting frogs or I would smell funny again. And Tori kept shoving it in my face! That reminds me that I'm mad today. The warning bell rings and I sit down.

Right before the last bell rings and he walks in. Alexander. How did this happen? Did pray to the right god? He smiled at me and my heart began to thud in my ears. How lucky! He came and sat at the seat next to mine while all the girls stared at him. All of them obviously showing interest in his looks more than him just being the newbie, but it makes sense I guess.

"Umm... About the other day..." I tried to ask, but he interrupted.

"Hi! My name is Alexander! Nice to meet you." He said, extending his hand to shake. Is he playing dumb? I reach out and shake it and there was a note in his hand. I took it and he smiled and looked away. I opened it up wondering what was going on, he obviously still remembers me otherwise he wouldn't have a pre-written note to give me. It said:

Hannah,

I'm sorry I'm pretending not to know you yet, but I think it would be weird if I knew you already besides the other girls look jealous enough. I had fun hanging with you at the Revolution. Can we talk after class?

Alexander

I put it in my pocket and tore another piece of paper and scribbled a sure and asked what class he had next on it and threw it at him. I heard him chuckle and heard him scribble on it. He threw it on to my desk. I opened it and it said that he had history, same as me. Yay! I shoved the note in my pocket and opened my notebook to take notes.