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this is the first chapter of my new passionate italian story, i really hope you like itt!!! its a romance, new, and something equally originall!!!
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CHAPTER 1
I woke up with a start. It had been days since I had a proper sleep, and fiddling with my alarm clock right now, I saw that it was 10.00 am. Oh shit, shit, shit. I'm definitely late for school. I ran to my armoire and snatched a pair of ripped jeans shorts and a black tank top and hurried to the toilet to wash my face and get dressed. I applied some mascara to my long eyelashes to add volume and blow dried my hair. I snatched my deep violet satin bag from the bedside table and my black, cropped motorcycle jacket, putting on my black pumps I took my motorcycle keys and ran out of the house. Shit. It was the first day of school and I had to show up late. I didn't have time to leave my mom a note telling her I left for school, let alone have breakfast. I rode on my baby and accelerated down the highway to school. The words, Esquire high, appeared in front of me, telling me that I have arrived at school. I parked my black Harley Davidson and ran into school. There was no one in the corridor and that meant that they had already received their class schedules and paraded to their first lesson.
"Miss Torrez." A shrill voice rang from behind me and I turned around to see the headmistress of the school. "I know I'm late and I'm sorry." I apologized conveniently. "This isn't a good way to start your first day of school." She snapped at me. I glared at are. "I apologize." She raised an eyebrow then handed me my class schedule with my locker combination.
I nodded and thanked her. I hurried down the hall. Perfect, I had physics. The subject I hated the most. I yanked the classroom door and all eyes went on me. "Cherise!" the guys beamed and whistled when I came in. I got a few cat calls too. I grinned at them devilishly. I can't believe I forgot about how the guys acted around hot girls here in Esquire high. The physics teacher turned around and smirked at me, "who do we have here?" "A Miss Torrez perhaps?" I smirked back at the handsome science teacher. "Detention with me tomorrow, that'll teach you to be late again." He snapped at me, frustrated. "Yes boss." I grinned and took the seat next to my best friend, Emilia.
"Cherise, where were you, I was practically killing myself searching for you all over the school." I laughed. "I woke up late, I was at this motorbike race yesterday, and I came back home at like 4am in the morning." "Oh come on Cheri, you could hurt yourself, with this bike obsession." She looked at me with concern. Emilie, always the intuitive person, liked to think first before she acted. I thought it was boring to have this trait, because it prevented you from taking risks. Something I liked to do. "em I like doing it, it's what keeps me alive, I like to take that risk, even if it means I might hurt myself, but that's not going to happen anytime soon."
I smiled at her and hugged her, inhaling her strawberry scent. "Anyway spill, whose that gorgeous new teacher?" "Ooh, its yummy Mister Lancaster, he's 22 and came just straight from college." She cooed. "He told you all this information?" I questioned quizzically. He looked like the kind of person that wasn't very open. "Of course, he's really sweet and kind, but he's cold with rebels and people who come in late." She teased me. "It's my first day." I protested. "It's always your first day." "Shut up." I grinned, playfully slapping her on the cheek.
Suddenly out of nowhere, the class room door was pushed violently, the girls gasped and I looked up to see what they were staring at. Standing in front of me was, well a tall, built guy. I quickly hid my reaction and looked at him in a bored way. He had messy black hair, dark piercing eyes, and a defined square jaw. His features were sharp, and strong. The tight black, polo shirt he was wearing exaggerated the rippled, washboard abs underneath. He had on a dark pair of jeans, and all I could think at this moment was that the back of his body can definitely compete with the front. He caught me staring and gazed at me. I quickly looked away and started reading my class schedule.
