Chapter 3: New Day, New Discoveries

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Elaina's POV

I woke up the next morning to the sound of my annoying alarm. BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!! BEEP!! I lazily reached out to turn the damn thing off but just to my luck, I ended up on the floor with a loud "THUD!!!"... (such a fantastic way to start the day). Since I'm already up, might as well get a head start on getting ready for school. I went downstairs only to find the kitchen in mint condition and my maid Nina, making me breakfast.

"Morning Nina!"

"Bonjour Elly! How are you zis morning," she said with her heavily laden French accent. Nina was basically my mom and my dad in one since I'm often neglected by both but oh well. 

"Eh, same old same old...so what's on the menu for this morning? I excitedly asked.

"Well, you've got crêpes aux fraises, tosta français and a tall glass of orange juice," she replied proudly.

"Ok so lemme guess strawberry pancakes and french toast ?"

"Très bien Elly. You're french is getting better."

"Why thank you Nina!" I said proudly

She definitely lives up to her expectations because this breakfast was AMAZING! It felt as if I was actually eating in France. In a few minutes the breakfast was finished and I was getting ready for school. Makeup? Check! Books? Check! Clothes? Check! and I was off. As I was driving out I felt as if I was forgetting something. It took me about ten minutes to realize that I left the house without shoes...how lovely. Luckily I had a pair of spare black pumps in the trunk for days like this when I was a bit scatterbrained.

I got to school ten minutes after the bell rang due to my fashion mishap,(so much for being early... at least I'll be fashionably late). I dashed into homeroom luckily to find that our teacher hadn't gotten there yet, and found a seat in the back with jocks and the cheerleaders. As I made my way to the back I could feel all the eyes in the room on me. The place was silent so the only thing you could hear was the clicking and the clacking of my heels... It feels good to be noticed.

I took a seat in between Dylan, who greeted me with a kiss on the cheek, and Rebecca. In-case you haven't figured it out already, Dylan is my boyfriend. He's the captain of the football team and the school's star quarterback. It kind of fits seeing as though I'm the head cheerleader and he's the star quarterback. Rebecca now is the vice-captain of the cheer-leading team. She tries to be my friend but I know she only does that to warm up to me when in reality she's trying to take my place as the head cheerleader and steal my boyfriend in the process. She's a wonderful person... not!

The rest of the school day went on like a bore. The only thing interesting that happened was my encounter with that guy that I helped the other day. It was weird... I was on my way to lunch but, I decided to stop by my locker first. As I was strolling the empty hallways, I decided to watch some videos on my phone  to let time it took to walk to my locker pass by. I wouldn't exactly say that I was watching where I was going but, I suddenly found myself collided with something hard. That hard thing was that nerd's chest (dayummm for a nerd he's got some pretty rock solid abs). Both of our belongings fell due to the collision.

"Watch where you're going nerd!" I yelled in anger. 

Instead of getting to his knees to pick up what had fallen like I did or apologize, he just stood there frozen like a statue, staring at me.

"Well...aren't you going to help me?" I asked as I looked up at his tall frame.

He then slowly bent down in attempt to gather both his books and mine. I was almost about to stand up and leave when out of the blue he said...

"You smell like vanilla!"

Out of the most random things a person could say, he decided to say that. Wow... I had no idea why he said that and I started to feel a bit weirded out so, I gathered my last book and sped down the hall leaving him standing there looking after my figure that was walking away. Well...that was weird.

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