my sisters keeper

Chapter 2

In the first lesson I sit alone in the first row so you can imagine how wierd it was to find a sexy stranger in the seat next to me.

I mean seriously it should be illegal for a person to be that hot. He had everything. Dark brown hair , bright green eyes, strong jawline and he wore that to-die for smirk.

I walked up to my seat and sat down with out glancing at the sexy stranger. We were know in history class, one of my favourite lessons.

Mrs Carrick, our history teacher, walks in. She is an old lady with almost white hair, she is about 5'4" and let me just tell you she is one of the sweetest old lady I've ever met.

"Okay class please settle down. Today we are going to be doing group work." She said to cheerfully if you ask me. The whole class groaned except for me.

I didn't really have any friends or acquaintances and our class is a class of 23 so I would always be the one left out and end up doing it on my own.

Don't get me wrong I love working on my own so it wasn't a problem.

" Okay today I want to do things a little different. I've written all of the boys  names and put them in a hat. I'm going to come around and the girls must take out out one piece of paper. Okay?" She asked.

Ok this is officially the worst. Now I'll be stuck with someone I don't even know.

Mrs Carrick came around the class and one by one people took out name's. I watched as the girls took out a paper. Some dissapionted and others over the moon.

Mrs Carrick stood infront of me and smiled. I gulped. Slowly I reached for a piece of paper. I opened the folded piece of paper. Inside ,in very neat and clean writing, was written 'Hunter Reid'. Who the heck was that? Well whoever they were they sure did  have a wierd surname.

I looked around not sure who or what I was looking for. Everybody has joined partners know. I looked to my left and noticed that the sexy stranger was still there.

I nudged him. Nothing. I cleared my throat. Still nothing. I nudged him again. Nothing.

"Hunter Reid?" I asked a little bit hopeful that I was wrong . I am not really good with socializing it's not one of my strong  suits and this guy doesn't look like a walk in the park himself.

He looked at me as if analyzing, studying, me.

" Yeah?" He said as more of a question than a statement.

What was I supposed to do know? I don't even know him. I've never made any friends before and not to mention I am the most awkward person I know.

Just looking at him my hands get all sweaty and clammy. I bit on my lower lip in frustration.

" Aren't you going to explain why you called my name?" He said disturbing my train of thought.

"O-oh yes, I mean yeah." I stuttered. God! I'm so useless. He looked at me expectantly.

"Oh Uhm I picked your name out of the hat, so...... I think we are a pair." I said fiddling with the hem of my blouse. He just nodded his head and faced the front.

How can someone be that stress-free I mean like here I am having a freakin' heart attack just by looking at him and he looks like his on vacation?

I snapped out of my mini daydream and faced the front where Mrs Carrick was explaining the project.

"Ok class this project is very easy actually it's not necessarily a project you and your partner are going to be writing an essay on how the Industrial Revolution improved adults lives and how it ruined children's lives." She said while writing the due date on the board.

I looked at Hunter and studied him. I know you may think it's creepy but I have a horrible memory so I have to study people so I can remember them.