Cupid's P.O.V
I entered school, looking glamorous as usual. I smiled and waved at everyone screaming my name. Hahaa, funny I caught you there didn't I. I wish thats how it was. Okay time for the real story.
I entered school yawning and rubbing under my eyes. Hoping to erase the bags forming under them. I hardly got any sleep last night, I was up e-mailing, and texting people my advice. On the serious cases I had to call and speak to them, but it's all part of the job so i'm used to it.
As I walked down the halls I heard the occasional "hey cupid" I just waved and gave a small smile. I tried to walk as fast as I could to the bathroom. Thankfully it was empty, so I could change and put on my, make up. I removed my sweatshirt and shorts, and replaced them with my baby pink, strapless, short-pants romper thingy. I put on my red, pumps. Now, for makeup. I don't wear much so it shouldn't take long. As soon as I was about to apply my eyeliner, a girl ran in crying.
"Cupid?" She asked.
"The one and only" I replied. "What's wrong?" I began applying my eyeliner. "Well there's this boy I like, and he obviously doesn't like me back so". "That is where you're wrong, have you ever asked him if he likes you?" I asked her, while putting on some mascara. "No but," I cut her off, "Never assume he doesn't like you, he might be just as shy as you, and is just afraid to tell you". I told her. "I don't think so Cupid". "You know what, I dug out a piece of paper from my handbag leave your name, number, and email address on the paper". I told her and applied some red lipstick.
"Samantha" I said looking down at the paper."nice name". She put her head down and said thanks. I lifted it back up "Hey, be comfortable in your own skin, and never hold your head down, now let's go" I said just then the bell rang.
We rushed to my locker, for me to put my stuff inside, I looked at my mirror. Oh my gosh, my hair. I told Samantha to go to class so she wouldn't be late, and she left. I then brushed my hair up as quickly as I could into a high ponytail.
I ran as fast as I could to my class, English. "Need some help?" I turned to see my best guy friend Jake. "Yes please! He took my books and I took of my heels and ran.
We tried to enter the class as quietly as we could "Late again Miss Hart". Ugh why can't she just let me slide for a day. Just kidding I love my English teacher. She is one of the youngest teachers in the school, and is super cool. She always says that late again thing to mock the other teachers. Wow.
Jake and I made our way to our seats. It's Jake, then, me then my other best friend, Ashley, and the rest of the football team around us. Yup Jake is on the football team, and Ashley is a cheerleader. She's not one of those cliché queen of mean or dumb as ever cheerleaders though. Ashley is smart, kind, super cute, and more importantly, my best friend. We were since babies.
"Everyone pay attention, we have a new student". Suddenly I heard almost all the girls in the class sigh. All but me I was too busy being upset, I mean don't half you people have boyfriends. I turned to Ashley to tell her how upsetting it is to me, just to see her in the same state as all the others. I was really upset now. I took my precious time to match up these people with their boyfriends and I get paid back like this. Nonsense.
Who the heck is this guy. I finally looked at him. Oooh sugar honey ice tea. He is gorgeous. But I still don't see what all the fuss is about. Okay that's a lie, I totally see what the fuss is about. Truth is Autumn just don't do love, I don't have time. I'm too busy helping everyone else find it.
I looked at him again, typical bad boy. He wore a black leather jacket, with a white t-shirt, and dark wash jeans. I couldn't see his shoes from here but i'm guessing they looked good. He is totally popular people material. The student population is going to eat him up.
The guys will obviously hang out with him, to appear cooler, and the girls. Let's just say i'm gonna be getting alot of texts asking for help by tonight. Isn't my life fun. Note the sarcasm. I hate this guy, just comes to school adding to my drama. "His name is Taylor".
Grrr, I wish he was ugly. You know what Autumn just relax. I said to myself while he made his way to a seat at the back. Who knows, maybe these girls just think he'a cute and have no interest whatsoever.
Just then I felt my phone vibrate. Ooh I got a text.
-I need help ASAP
Erica😃
I looked at her sitting at the corner of the class smiling at me. I shook my head and let out a deep breath.
This is going to be a long week.
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Everybody Needs A Cupid
Teen FictionMy name is Autumn, Autumn Hart. Also known as Cupid. I go to Northwood High in none other than New York. I help people in school realize their feelings for one another, and give them advice. You know? Normal Cupid business . So when the new bad boy...