Fighting For Love

Chapter 2

Niamha pulled into the parking lot of the school and got out her car. She looked up at her new school and all its glory. McDougal Prep High School was a relatively large school with a population of 3,000 students. They were the most elite school in the state of Louisiana and had a history of producing top scholarships for their top graduating students. Niamha got nervous all of a sudden but shook it off and placed her most confident demeanor on and strutted her stuff into the school. She walked thru the glass doors of the school, past the crowds and cliques of students that were eyeing her as she passed, and into the enormous school. 'This shit is huge!' Niamha thought to herself as she searched for the office. She spotted it and headed to the elderly looking lady at the window.

"Excuse me." Niamha politely announced.

"Hello dear. How can I help you?"

"My name is Niamha Woodrow. I'm a new student and I was wondering if you had a schedule for me?"

She watched as the elderly lady began typing away on a computer to her left and printed her schedule. "Here you are sweetie." The lady handed Niamha her schedule and told her to have a good day.

"Thank you." Niamha said as she walked away from the window and into the nearest hallway trying to figure out her schedule. She looked on the top of classroom doors and noticed that none of the numbers matched what was printed on her schedule, so she turned around and went down another hallway. She noticed the numbers starting to match just in time because the bell had just sounded as she headed into her first block class. Everyone in the room quieted down and stared in Niamha's direction. Every eye in the room was watching her as she watched the teacher intently, as he took role, waiting on instructions. He moved on to some notes that he had marked in the margins of his notebook. He glanced up from his notebook and then moved around the large desk in the front of the classroom. Finally noticing his new student brought a smile to his face.

"Good Morning. You must be Niamha. Niamha Woodrow, right?" The man walked over to shake Niamha's hand.

"Yes, that's me." Niamha answered aware of all the stares that were silently evaluating her.

"I apologize for keeping you waiting. I was just reviewing my notes from the front office on you. I'm glad you chose to attend our fine high school." His voice was probably velvety smooth when in private, but was powerful when projected, Niamha thought. "Class this is our new student Niamha Jones. As a tradition at this fine high school, it is mandatory for all new students to tell their new classmates something about themselves."

"I don't think that is such a good idea, sir."

"Sure it is. Go ahead. Don't be shy."

Niamha hesitated for a moment before giving into the teacher's request. "Well my name is Niamha Woodrow. I'm eighteen. I'm from Atlanta. I moved down here about a month ago, hmmm..." She was trying to come up with something else when her breathing stopped. She spotted Mr. Amazing in a far corner of the classroom. She didn't know how she hadn't noticed him before, but there he was, and he was staring dead at her. "... and today is my birthday." She added hurriedly finishing her sentence.

"Now that wasn't so hard, now was it? It's nice to know something about you Niamha. That's a pretty name by the way."

"Thank you." She replied her gaze traveling back towards Mr. Amazing, only to find him still staring.

"Your welcome," they moved to his desk and he handed her a few papers that she needed to have a legal guardian sign and brought back to him the next day, "I am Mr. Housely and I will be your homeroom and first period English teacher for the entire school year. You report to me every morning for about an hour and then you proceed to your other classes as printed on your schedule. Alright now that we have that situated let me find you a seat." He looked around the classroom several times before making his decision, "You can seat between Brynn Dillon and Landon Henderson." He pointed out where her new assigned seat was, and of course whom was she sitting right next to? Mr. Amazing, well Landon now that she knew his name.

She took her seat in the back of the classroom, and dropped her bag on the floor. She pulled out a binder and began taking notes from the lectures Mr. Housely was giving, but about twenty minutes into the lecture she found herself day-dreaming and doodling in her notebook.

"You're a nice artist." Niamha looked over and noticed the girl named Brynn looking over at her smiling.

"Thanks, but this is nothing really." She looked down at her doodle and noticed that she was drawing Mr. Housely with a cartoon sized a head teaching the class.

"Still it's pretty nice. My name is Brynn." Brynn stuck her hand out and Niamha grabbed it for a hand shake.

"Niamha."

"That's pretty."

"Thanks." Niamha finally took in the girls features and noticed that she was a pretty caramel skinned girl with shoulder-length straight honey colored hair. She also noticed that she had several piercings including one on her noise. She was completely baffled when she looked up and noticed that Mr. Housely had assigned homework on the first day of school. After jotting down the homework the bell rang for them to switch classes. As she was collecting her things she felt someone touch her shoulder and she looked over to see Landon looking at her.

"Yes?" she asked, while getting up and picking up her bags.

Landon looked at her a little longer and Niamha began to blush under his intense lustful gaze. He walked closer to her and she smelt his cologne and closed her eyes and inhaled again. It was just magnificent. She opened her eyes and smiled when she saw that he was smiling.

"May I walk you to your next class Miss. Niamha?"

Niamha looked down at her schedule and was about to decide against it, when she realized that it would do no harm if he walked her to class. "Sure."

The two of them walked out the classroom and walked in silence among the crowds of children that graced the hallways before the class bell rang. Landon came to a stop in front of her class and posted himself up against the wall. Niamha came and stood in front of him. They stood like that just looking at each other until Niamha broke the silence.

"Thanks for paying this morning and for walking me to class."

"You are quite welcome beautiful."

Niamha blushed when he called her beautiful and then smiled.

Just as the bell rang and Niamha turned to go to class, Landon leaned in like he was about to kiss her which caused Niamha to freeze in place, but instead he moved to her ear and whispered.

"Happy Birthday Niamha."

She almost passed out from him being so close and causing her body to react towards him and his deliciousness. Landon stepped around her and walked into the same classroom the she was supposed to go into. 'Damn,' Niamha thought, 'this can't be happening to me right now.' She shook her head as to clear the thoughts away, but it didn't help much as she walked into her class with her mind on him and struggled to remain focus the rest of the period.