The beginning of a new story

Chapter 1

At the beginning of the first year, a new boy entered my classes in literature and text production. When he entered the room, I could only notice in his deep blue eyes, in his wonderful black hair, in his red lip, in his muscular arms full of veins and in the mysterious cold look. His name was Dylan Walker. I could not stop staring at him, until he suddenly looked at me. My heart began to accelerate, I felt gooseflesh and I looked away with shame.
He rolled his eyes and sat down on the table next to mine.
He took from his backpack a large book. Those classic and complicated books about how there is no love, that this is just a great illusion. He opened it and began to read. While reading, I noticed that he made some serious expressions, as if he understood what was written there. Obviously, he wasn't, I mean, how? How could a boy of seventeen years old understand such a complex thing? What I'm meaning to say is, would a boy with that age read such a deep book with pleasure? I knew he was somehow different from the others, just didn't know what was it, but I'm going to find out.
When class was over, he hurried out into the hall and then disappeared. Meanwhile, I was called to the board. I went there and they asked me to show the school and make some kind of friendship with some new students. When I heard that, I thought of Dylan. I wanted him to be one of the students, but at the same time I didn't, because I wouldn't pay attention to anyone and I wouldn't stop looking at his face. I lightly panicked, at the thought of having to probably talk to him and not just stare at him, but I agreed and asked for information on what should I do. The board gave me a paper with the name of the new students' and other information.
I looked at the paper and the following names were there: Brandon King, Blair White, Dylan Walker, Amber Smith and Harry Adams. I saw that his name was there, I couldn't move, my hands began to sweat, and suddenly I started to turn red. Hurriedly, I left the board without saying goodbye and went to the bathroom to wash my face and calm down. I sat in a corner of the bathroom and looked at the information on the paper. I had to stay in school and show them it, then I had to make some kind of friendship with them. I had no idea how to do it, so it's going to be pretty funny. And besides, I don't know how to talk to Dylan, although he's very handsome, and looks interesting, he also seems to be ignorant, rude and selfish, so it's going to be very difficult as well.
I left the bathroom and had three more classes before the end of the school day. When I finished school, I was asked to wait in a bank in front of the board, to wait for the new students to arrive. I was anxious, excited and proud, that the board had chosen me to do this. I mean, I was just another student at this school, there was nothing unique about me, I had good grades and good behavior.
Since I was curious to know why I was chosen, I went there to ask the board. I went in and asked the secretary if I could speak to the principal, she told me to sit on a small wooden chair and wait. Then the principal opened the door and asked me to come in. I walked in and sat in the chair in front of her. She looked at me and asked why I wanted to talk to her, I looked at her and asked,
"Principal, why did you choose me to do this? Doesn't mean I don't want it, I'm just curious.", I added quickly.
"Emily, you've always been a good student, you know this school better than anyone else, but I've never seen you with anyone. So I thought it would be a good idea for you to do this, not only to show the school to the new students, but to make friends.", the director said in all sincerity.
I look at the principal with a little embarrassment, I didn't know that was why I was chosen, I was a little disappointed but I had to agree with the principal, because it was true. I never thought I needed friends, I always thought about studying, I spent a lot of my time studying and didn't have time to make friends. Doesn't mean that I never tried, because I tried and didn't go so well, we can say that girls my age are very mean. Anyway, I thanked the principal and I directed the bank that I was before. When I looked at the bench, there was a very pretty girl sitting there. She had blue eyes, blond hair, pale skin, a beautiful body and a radiant smile. I sat down next to her and asked, "Hey, it's Emily. What is your name ?"
"Hello, I'm Blair. I'm new here, I've been asked to wait here for someone to show me the school. Are you new too?"
"No, I'm the one who's going to show you school," I said, laughing. "Ahh!", she said, laughing too. "Is it just us?"
"No, I still have four people," I said as I took the phone out of my pocket to see the time."
"Wow, this is an Iphone X ?," she asked, very frightened.
"Yes ! Also have?"
"No, I wanted ...," she said a little sadly." I have an Iphone eight plus, do you know how it is ?," she asked as she took the phone out of her pocket.
"This one !," she said, showing the phone to me.
"Ahh ...," I said, picking up the phone." I loved the phone cover. Where did you buy it?"
"In Australia. I was there on vacation, have you ever visited?"
"No. Looks cool."
"I did !," said a little boy and sat down beside me.
  He was short, wore earring, green eyes, brown hair, thin and wore a clothing with many colors. When I looked at him, I remembered a youtuber that do some very good make-up tutorials. "No, I wanted ...," she said a little sadly." I have an Iphone eight plus, do you know how it is ?," she asked as she took the phone out of her pocket.
"This one !," she said, showing the phone to me.
"Ahh ...," I said, picking up the phone." I loved the phone cover. Where did you buy it?"
"In Australia. I was there on vacation, have you ever visited?"
"No. Looks cool."
"I did !," said a little boy and sat down beside me.
  He was short, wore earring, green eyes, brown hair, thin and wore a clothing with many colors. When I looked at him, I remembered a youtuber that do some very good make-up tutorials.
He looked at me and at Blair, and went on:
"You have lots of beautiful boys!" he said as he took the phone out of his pocket as well. "Look here." he showed a picture of a beautiful little boy. "He's a really good kisser." he added with a funny smile.
"Are you gay?" Blair asked Blair.
"Yes, right! Very gay! "he exclaimed.
  We start laughing, we're basically dying from laughing. After some time laughing I asked:
"What's your name, by the way?"
"Ohh, I forgot. I'm Harry. Are you new too?"
"Yes, she's not. I'm Blair and she's Emily."
"Are you the person who will show us the school?" he asked, looking at me.
"Yes, but there's still three people missing."
"Who ?" he asked Blair.
"Mhh, let me see," I said, picking up the paper "Brandon King, Dylan Walker, and Amber Smith, "I said, turning a little red when I spoke Dylan's name.
"Did you say my name?" said a girl, who appeared out of nowhere.
  She was tall, gorgeous, perfect makeup, beautiful skin with a piercing in her mouth, wearing a very low-cut top, black jeans with holes, heeled boots and a black Louis Vuitton handbag, had large and well-treated fingernails, gray eyes and blonde and brown hair. She seems to be one of those girls who are popular in social media, who are little mean and cruel, are full of boys wanting and rich. I honestly didn't want to be her friend, I had no interest at all. I looked at her and asked to be sure:
"Are you Amber Smith?"
" What do you think ? Did you say some other feminine name? "she replied, rolling her eyes with a mean face.
"Oh, she just wanted to know, you didn't have to be so mead," Blair told her, not really liking her already.
"Look, I don't want your friendships ..."
"Who said we want yours?" Harry asked ironically, interrupting Amber.
  Me and Blair look at Harry, like we agreed. Then the three of us looked at Amber with disgust. It was a blast. At that moment, I realized that I had made two crazy and wonderful friendships. Amber didn't say anything, she rolled her eyes and stayed on the phone, we got our phones and we stored each other's numbers. We also took some pictures. Until then, I saw that Dylan was coming towards me with another boy. The heart was speeding up, I started to sweat, I couldn't move and I was all red. Blair looked at me worriedly and asked,
"Emily, what is it?"
"Mhh, nothing ..." I said in a little confused.
"Lie! What's it ? Who are you looking at? "Harry asked.
"No one!" I exclaimed, staring at the floor.
  Blair and Harry looked at Dylan and the other boy, looked at me, smiled and said,
"I know what's going on," Harry said.
"Which one is it ? The one with black hair and blue eyes or the redhead with green eyes? " he asked Blair.
"Neither one," I said sheepishly.
"Look, I prefer the redhead. Much prettier, " Harry said as Blair laughed.
"Shut up, they'll hear you," I said, very embarrassed.
"Emily, I don't care. That's why I'm going to talk to them, are you guys coming? " Harry asked, standing.
"Okay, come on!" Blair said, also standing.
"My god ..." I said as I stood up.
   We headed toward them, I was terrified, dying of shame, red as a tomato, but going to talk to him. When we were face to face, I looked into his eye and said,
"Hi, I'm Emily," I said boldly.
"Hi, I'm Dylan," he said in a British accent.

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