Laura's P. O. V
I began to like this house just because it's much more isolated than others. A regular two-story house, with a small backyard, no pool, no trampoline. Well, one good thing here, we got no neighborhood. When I got home and no one would be around me, just like always but I fell in the habit to have someone waiting for me. Let's not go there, I reminded myself. Dad and mom both are working so sat on the couch to relax for some time, but I was so tired that I don't know when I fell asleep. Later, I woke up, entered into the kitchen, and drank some water. The house was damn silent, lights out and I don't like it one bit. Where is my cell? I got up to get my phone and found it under the sofa. Shaking my head I saw some messages from Lily, Bob, Amy, and mom. I slept for the whole evening and it nearly eight.
Groaning, I hiked to my bedroom and took a quick shower. After changing into my comfy clothes, I plugged my headphones in and started doing Steven's assignment.
Till the time, I had completed his entire assignment it was past 10, looking at the time, my tummy and I both groaned so I decided to prepare something for dinner. Mom texted me saying she will be working late and dad was out of town leaving me alone. Oh! And my little buddy was currently at Nana, mom doesn't trust any babysitters. Later, wasting my time thinking about what to make, I decided to order pizza as it was convenient for sluggish people like me.
After eating my yummy dinner, I got back to my bedroom and sleep or tried at least because there was school tomorrow and I don't want to get late again.
NEXT MORNING.....
But as usual, my luck is as good as I'm with cooking, and guys, I totally suck at cooking. I'm going to be late, why, I slept through my alarm. I rushed to school without any proper breakfast and heard nice words of wisdom on time from mom. At least I ate my favorite Nature valley nutrition bar while driving and reached my class on time. Today as well I sat beside Vanessa, I smiled at her and she returned my gesture.
"Hey, what's the scene between Steven and you? Huh?" She asked tremulously.
I was about to answer her, but before that Mr. Clark entered into the classroom and announced a surprise test for us, we all grunted at him, but he started to distribute papers. I literally wanted to tell Mr. Clark that it is my second day of high school and his taking a surprise test is so absurd but I refrained myself and started writing my paper, when I was done, I handed it to him. After the bell rang, I said bye to Vanessa and rushed towards my second class.
Soon I entered into class and sat on the third bench, Mrs. James joined us and the lecture started. After five minutes or so a group of three boys arrived in the classroom. The first thing that I noticed was Steven.
God! he is in my English lecture too.
The guy in the middle look cute with dimples, he had brown eyes and black hair, the guy next to him was quite handsome, he had grey eyes and brown hair. As if noticing my stare, he looked at me and smirked. God, I breathed and shortly looked elsewhere, so embarrassed, but before he could say anything Ms. James shouted on them to settle down as they were disturbing her class. Then I noticed Steven is staring at me but I pull my gaze off from him and drop my head down. They take their seat. Then again the class is pin-drop silent or should I say most of us are doing whatever they want while keeping silent.
I just got this feeling that something is wrong and felt someone's eyes on me, knowing it must be steven who was behind me I turned back to glare at him but stilled when I saw grey eyes staring back at me. My cheeks redden and again I felt flustered. I was going to look back to Mrs. James but stop in short when my eyes met with Steven. He was staring at me, maybe I have misjudged the way of them. I tore off my gaze and looked at Mrs. James. After the bell rang, I quickly shove my things in my bag and walked out of the class. When I was about to make my way towards my next class someone stopped me. I turned back thinking about the jerk but he was the same grey-eyed boy.
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Sounds Like Love
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