Mackenzie Brown was with her two best friends, Katie Smith and Jake Rice, in the campus of Eagleton Academy Private School. Eagleton was for rich snobby kids, pretty much. But my friends and I, we were far from snobby. We were kind of considered the outcasts at Eagleton, because all three of us have money, but we dont brag about it, like the others.
"Hey Mackenzie, I heard our History teacher is hot!" Katie said to me, while Jake made a face.
"Oh really? Can't wait to meet him!" I giggled.
The first period bell rang, and Katie and I said bye to Jake and headed to class. My head was down while Katie was talking to me about the History teacher, and what the other girls said about his looks. I started zoning out. I'm not really into fangirling about teachers. While Katie was talking, I collided into someone.
"I'm so sorry!" I heard a deep voice say.
I looked up and saw the prettiest face ever. He was tan, with sandy brown hair. His eyes were an ocean blue color that stood out to me the most. Gosh, was he gorgeous. He said something, but I was too busy staring at him to hear.
"Hello?" said the boy.
"Oh, um, I'm sorry. I'm so clumsy." I pushed my dark brown curly hair out of my face and smiled, getting up. "I'm Mackenzie Brown."
"Hi Mackenzie, I'm Brody Wilson." he said.
"Nice to meet you!" I said. After a long moment of silence, I said, "Well I better be geting to class. I'll see you around.."
I looked around to see where Katie went, but it seemed like she had left me. Oh Katie, typical for her to ditch me. I walked to class alone, and got there just in time before the late bell rang. I took a seat next to Katie.
I couldn't stop thinking about Brody Wilson. Why have i not seen him my past years at Eagleton? Maybe he was new. But boy, was he hot!
All my classes were boring, as usual. I didnt see Brody anywhere, not even at lunch. It felt like hours before my last class of the day, History. Katie was fangirling the whole day, it was quite annoying. When the bell for last period rang, Katie sprang up from her seat in Science class and pulled me out the door to History, not even stopping at the bathroom like she usually does to check if her makeup smudged. It was weird, like she was hypnotized or something.
We got to the History room and Katie and I sat in the front row center seat. I only saw the back of the teacher right now. Hmm, seemed pretty hot, but no way will I have a crush on him. No. Just no. It wasn't right.
"Hello class, I'm Mr. Wilson," said the teacher. He turned around and I almost gasped out loud. Katie nudged me and winked.
Mr. Wilson was Brody Wilson.
