After three classes, lunch came, right in time when my stomach growled.
God, I get hungry so easily.
I did my routines, had my lunch, and went to room 210, where me and Alec are going to meet.
I opened the door and a guy greeted me.
"Good Afternoon, do you need something?"he asked
"Good Afternoon to you too. Umm, I'm here to meet Alec? Alec Kingson?" I said, trying to be polite.
"Oh, what's your name miss?" He asked
"The name's Claire. Claire Johnson." I replied.
"I see, he's waiting for you at his office." He instructed me.
"Thank you."
I walked to Alec's office, and I saw him, eating Skittles. Is there any chance that Skittles are his favourite too?
"Knock, knock." I said with a grin.
He quickly took the Skittles out of the table and placed it in his lap, hiding it.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." I said with a chuckle.
"Ha-ha-ha." He laughed sarcastically. Cute.
"So, what are we-" then he coughed, cutting me off.
"I just wanted to tell you that you're going to start your work, right now." He demands.
"Sure. Mr. Skittles." I snickered.
"Mr. Skittles?" He questioned.
"Yeah. You call me Cupcake, I call you Mr. Skittles."
He laughs, showing pearly white smile. Oh My God, he's so cute!
"I think that's cool. I'm fine with it." He said, continuing to laugh.
"Mr. Skittles, I think you can stop laughing." I said stopping his forced-like laugh.
" I'm not good in laughing right? Sounds like forced?" He sighs.
"Yeah, but, um, no. I don't know." I said, not able to know what to say.
"Yeah. Oh, your office is over there." He said pointing to a cream colored, beautifully designed, desk. I stood in awe. It has all the things I needed!
"Wow. I mean, thanks." I said with a huge grin on my face.
"When you need something, I'll come to you and if you need something, don't be shy to come to me and ask. Am I clear, Cupcake?" He said with a serious face.
"Yes, Mr. Skittles." Then we bursted laughing.
After a few moments, we stopped and wiped the tears of joy.
"So, whenever you have a break, or lunch, you stay here. If ever I need something, OK?" He said as he subsided from the laugh.
"Yes, Mr. Skittles." I said with a salute while walking to my desk. My desk.
Then there was silence.
I had a pack of Skittles for my self too. Then I sat on my soft chair while eating Skittles, reading Divergent, and humming Beating Heart by Ellie Goulding.
"Hey, Cupcake?" I heard Alec spoke up, breaking the silence.
"Yeah?" I asked, never leaving my eyes off the book.
YOU ARE READING
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.
