Am I in Love? [ON HOLD]

Chapter 1

Sorry if there are any grammer mistakes or any words I skipped...

On the count of three, you may start reading,

1....2....stop!...jk 3!!

"Get up you lazy bum!"

An invisible force pulled off my covers, turned on the light and turned off the fan. Oh god I though to myself.

Let me tell you one thing, if you ever see me sleeping, do not, I repeat do not, wake me up.

I threw a pillow at my best friend, Amanda and moaned in despair as the thought of the first day of school came to my head.

The next thing I knew, I felt water being sprayed in my face.

"Fine, fine, I got up!" I exclaimed at her. I look up to see a bright and happy face. Amanda was one year older then me, currently in college for her undergrad but she looked 10 times more mature than me. She had blond hair, green eyes, and was tall. A thought came into my head wondering how I had gotten such a nice friend that would even let me stay with her in her apartment. We had met through some extra classes we both were taking and hit it off from there. I looked around to see where the light source was coming in my room, then gave myself a face palm for not realizing that one whole entire side of my room was a window. This is what I get for argueing with Amanda for letting me have this room. The carpet of my room is dark gray and my room is white. My bed is placed in the middle with a TV in front of it. I got up reluctantly and took a shower. I went into the kitchen and found a note saying that she left for her job and that breakfast was done.

"Hmmm" I mumbled to myself as I smelled the delicious waffles on the kitchen table. On the plate beside the waffles were strawberries, my favorite, and a glass of orange juice. I ate my breakfast in a rush but couldn't help but notice my reflection in the glass table. A brunette with chocolate brown eyes stared back at me. I had my hair in a ponytail because I was going to school and take school very seriously. I have my reasons for that.

A sad thought came into my head about my parents but tossed it to the side as fast as it came into my mind. I got up and left my apartment and headed my way towards the bus groaning to myself because my highschool was  45 minutes away. That's what I get for having dedication, I thought  and gave myself a sarcastic smile. for the past three years, no one in my neighborhood went to the same school as I did so it seemed unusual when I saw a boy sitting on the very spot on the bench that I had sat on for three years waiting for that bus. I walked up to the bench and say at the other side off the bench as far away as the new kid. He noticed I was there and said hello. I looked up at him and had my mouth agape. He had black hair with traces of brown strands and with one dark blond, almost like a light brown, steak of hair on the top part of his hair. Then my eyes went to his gray eyes and saw joy in them. He had a defined jaw which made me go even more googly eyes toward him. But then I felt a surge of pain from my heart. I quickly said hi and gave him a tight smile and turned my head away from him.

"No", I said to myself. "I can't." In the corner of my eyes I saw him open his mouth to say something but the bus' sound made a head turn the other way.

"Thank you!" I said to no one in particular, "saved by the bus!" I never knew I'd be this happy to see my nightmare. I quickly got up and hopped on the bus. I greeted Mrs.Jackson politely, whom I knew for three years, and started walking off towards the back but a hand stopped me.

"Do you need something?" I asked politely.

"We have assigned seating now. Them council people said, its too dangerous you children to choose your seats." I just love her Southern accent, I thought to myself distracted. She made me sit in the back since she knew I wouldn't cause any trouble.

She turned to the boy and said "Ooh boy, I hope you ain't one of those trouble making kids."

"No ma'am," His deep, sexy voice answered, "I'm the new student, Drew Jones."

Oh so his name is Drew, I thought. Mrs.Jackson guided him to the back of the bus and told him to sit next to me.

I gave Mrs.Jackson a pleading look saying no! But of course, you know how the story goes, she didn't recognize my pleading face. I quickly got a book out of my backpack and put it to my face, trying to portray that I didn't want to talk to him, but as the story goes again, he didn't take the hint.

"I don't think that's how you read a book."

I looked at him and focused on my book, absentmindly face palming myself for pretend reading the book upside down.

This is going to be a long trip.

So how was it? Good? Bad?

I have trouble taking out time to describe everything but I am trying.

Comments, suggestions, anything?

Hmmm, this mango is good...oh sorry am I typing that? Please excuse me. ;)

<3,

~Dawn