A beautiful Wreck

Hello

I went to go change into my uniform, put my books and clothes in my locker and looked at my schedule. 

My first class was Algebra honors. I was good at everything because it was easier to understand things on home school. The halls filled with people. I was lost, not knowing what to do. I was sliding through the the crowd of people, as i heard someone scream my name. I looked around and couldn't find out where the voice was coming from until someone grabbed my wrist. 

I turned around as I saw a boy with dirty blond hair styled to the side as it went curved up like a puffy fringe.(it's hard to explain... It's like Jc Caylens hair kinda or Joe sugg or something) His green eyes glued onto mine. His hand still holding my wrist.

"Are you Alaska by any chance?" He finally said in his english accent. I nodded and pulled my hand to my pocket as he let go. 

"Great," He flashed a smile as dimples dug into each cheek. 

"And you are..." I said smirking letting out a doubtful chuckle waiting for him to finish my sentence.

"Oh right, my apologies. I'm Lucas Ryans, I've been assigned to show you around a little more and make sure you don't have a melt down of confusion" He said letting out a little laugh as I joined in.

"What's your first class?" He said interested 

"Algebra honors" I screamed over the students who got louder

"Ah, we got a smartie here" He teased poking me in the arm.

I laughed and looked down at his black shoes and back up at him. "What about you?" I said joining eyes with him.

"Just algebra" he spread a some what proud smile on his face. "okay, i suck at math, but it's only beca--" I cut him off as he seemed embarrassed.

"No, no. There's no need to explain" I said smiling. He joined in.

He dropped me off at the class. "I'll pick you up here. Alright?" He said backing away into the crowd. I nodded my head and turned to the class. Out of all the empty seats I sat at the front row. I heard a noise comming from behind me. 

"psst, psssssst" I turned around to see who was doing that.

I looked at a girl with golden hair with small and tight curles that came to her shoulders "What?" I whispered. "Why are you sitting there? Your in clear spit position" She said pushing her geek glasses back up to the bridge of her nose. "What?" I repeated "The teacher, he spits a lot" She clarified. "Come sit back here" She said tapping on the desk next to her. I got up and sat down where she was tapping. "My names Jenna, by the way" She said taking her notebook out and opening it to a blank page, ready to write. "My names Alaska" I said. She looked up with her nose crinkled and her eyes squinted, and a little bit of her braces showed. "Like the country?" She aked. I nodded and watched the class fill with people. 

The teacher finally walked in and started speaking pronouncing every letter that involved putting his lips together, have spit flying out and hit the poor faces of students that came late to class. 

When class finally ended I walked out with Jenna to see Lucas. 

(I ended the chapter cause I think it's too long. I hope you like it! Please add this to your library if your enjoying it and give it a like a comment please!!! THANKS BYE

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