"Oh, good morning Ms. Johnson, please take a seat."
Great, everyone eyes are glued on me. Thank you very much Mrs. Pain-in-the-ass.
I hated the attention.
All I wanted is not to be noticed.
"Excuse me, Ms. Johnson, the class is going to start, I guess you could continue daydreaming when you reach your seat." Mrs. Jennings said with humour dripping from her voice and the students in the class roared with laughter. "Oh, I'm sorry Mrs. Jennings." I said with a fake smile, and walked to my seat.
If all you are wondering, I'm Claire Johnson, your typical nerd, your typical girl with straight A's, a girl who is invisible. And I'm okay with it, which is good beacause I hated being the center of attraction. I've been studying here in Westview High since 1st grade, and people here doesn't even know me, but I know them.
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We were already starting when a cute guy with blonde hair came in. The girls in the classroom straightened up and fixed their selves and I recognized most of them are cheerleaders, slutty cheerleaders. When I noticed myself staring at the cute guy, but, I'll pass, I'm not famous.
"Sorry Mrs. Johnson, Mr. Ethan talked to me." The cute guy said, his voice was husky and Oh My God, he has a deep British accent. Oops, sorry I have a crush on guys with British accent.
"Oh, don't worry Mr. Kingson. I guess you should sit beside Ms. Johnson, since that's the only seat left." Okay...... Wait, What? Did she mention my name? Why are the girls staring at me? Ugh, not again.
I gasped as the oh-so-cute-British-accented-guy walked to the seat beside me, ohh.....now I get it.
"Oh, I almost forgot students, since some of you are new here, I wanted you guys to introduce yourselves in the front of the class." Really Mrs. Jennings, really? "And say anything about yourself. We'll start from the front to the back.
After the other students introduced themselves it was my turn.
"Umm hi, my name is Claire Johnson and I'm 16 years old." What? I can't think of what to say about myself. Yup, the class was bored, no one was looking at me, yaay!
Then I walked to my seat. Then Mr. British-accented guy walked to the front and cleared his throat.
"Good Morning, everyone, my name is Alec Kingson, president of the school council, and I'm 17 years old." How come I don't know this guy? I guess I haven't checked Westview High Page, yet. But, I can see this guys is pretty proud of himself. Eww, and I hate it.
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Oh My God! My first story ever! Lol :P Sorry, it's pretty short cuz I have to fix it a bit I hope you like it! I'll be writing Chapter 2 very, very, very soon.
BTW, the name's Grace.
Bye Peeps! Thanks for reading! XOXO
Oh, and don't forget to checkout Unfulfilled Promise by PriestessYuufa it's pretty cool tho. So, that's it. :*
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Teenage Dream
Teen FictionClaire Johnson is a 16-year-old Senior and is a nerd, she was likely invisible to everybody to school. She was the girl with perfect A's. But when she bumps into the school's President, Alec Kingson, her life completely changes.
