first kiss ; awg

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"Did you hear she never knew her parents?""

"I heard she has gay adoptive parents."

"Apparently she has done modelling for teen vogue?"

"My friends friend saw her making a huge scene with her dad. in the supermarket and they were kicked out!"

"Amelia told me she did a commercial in Japan!"

These kind of comments would circulate at the beginning of every new school term, whispered not-so-discreetly by students as I passed them in the corridors, all of which I ignored and none of which I would acknowledge. I couldn't help but smirk to myself as I walked past them, some gawking at me, as I chuckled about how gullible they all must be.

Honestly, I loved being called a mystery. I couldn't stand being unoriginal. It was so boring, having the same routines and the same interests as everyone else, or the same hair and the same fashion sense. When I started high school, I solemnly swore to myself to never be as boring and mundane as the people around me. I wasn't born to sit at a computer desk, or sweep floors, or organise files.

As I reached my locker and entered the combination, I felt a hand on my shoulder. "You ready for geography?" Harriet, my best friend, asked with a grin. Today she was sporting a black My Chemical Romance top and a pair of ripped purple jeans with black docs. She ruffled her own hair a little, giving it a cute bed-head look, and stared at me with her large doe eyes.

Pulling out my geography book from my locker, I nodded and gave Harriet a quick greeting hug. She smelt of lavender, the very same her mum grew in their garden, and would make into little lavender bags and give to me in the autumn. We walked down the corridor, hand in hand, like when we were in middle school, and strolled into the almost full geography class.

⠀"Morning, ladies." Mr Scott said, not looking up from his newspaper as I made my way to my seat near the back of the class. As I took my seat, I caught the eye of Alex Gaskarth, one of the most popular people in the school, who sat behind me. When our eyes met I noticed a small smile tug on his lips, and I instantly twirled around to face the opposite way. That wasn't unusual; I occasionally caught Alex stealing glances at me or smiling, which, undeniably, made my own stomach flutter.

If it was possible to fall in love and experience a heartbreak in less than 10 seconds, I would've experienced it every time I entered that geography class.

I wouldn't have described or seen myself as popular, but I was well known. Alex was popular, well known, adored, lusted after... you get the picture. Socially, we weren't on the same level, and I cut any thought of him out of my mind to try and get rid of that 10 second heartbreak.

It never really worked.

Geography was honestly one of my favourite classes, as I found the world extremely interesting, wanted to be aware of what was happening around us. Nether the less, today was not a day I was prepared to pay attention to Mr Scott drone on about a river, somewhere. Discreetly, I plugged my earphones to my phone and hid them in my mass of warm blonde hair. Mr Scott, to my delight, decided tiredly to put a video on, presumably so he wouldn't have to really teach.

"What are you listening to?" a voice whispered in my ear a few minutes later, causing me to jump abruptly as I saw out of the corner of my eye saw Alex Gaskarth looking at me, that smile still tugging at his lips.

"You wouldn't know them." I dismissed, tucking my hair behind my ear nervously.

"Try me." he dared, cockiness laced in his voice. Our teacher hadn't noticed us talking, and neither had the rest of the class due to most of them falling asleep.

Even though the lights were off, and the only source of light was the sun sneaking in through the shutter blinds, when I turned around Alex Gaskarth's face was as defined - and beautifully sculpted by angels - as ever.

"Modern Baseball." I eventually whispered, pursing my lips.

Alex looked at his book for a moment, furrowing his brow as if trying to remember something. "They did that, erm, that one that's like... How Do I Tell A-"

⠀"-Girl I Want To Kiss Her," I blurted out, cutting him off before I could even control myself. "Yeah," queue anxious laughter, "that's one of my favourites." Alex stared at me in silence, and I swear his eyes did that cliche-teen movie thing where they 'sparkle'. I turned back around suddenly, breaking his gaze and hoping the darkness of the classroom masked my now burning cheeks. God, Annabel, keep your cool. I spent the rest of the lesson theorising what I could actually say to him to keep a conversation going, and before I knew it, the bel, rang for the end of class.

Just as a grabbed my bag, a hand brushed over my shoulder, and w familiar voice spoke.

"See ya, Wavefield."

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UHHH IDK IDK I HOPE THIS IS OKAY IT WILL GET BETTER ALL WILL BE REVEALED

I don't plan to make the chapters v long, but instead have lots of shorter ones ygm

hopefully i spell checked this all okay and im so sorry if i keep switching between past and present tenses i ahve an annoying haBIT of doing that i shall try and stop

anyway bye for now <3 u