Fall For Me (ON HOLD)(Under major Rewrite)

Chapter Two: Meeting Mr. Wonderful

One of the amazing book covers someone was kind enough to make me :) --->

thanks so much! 

this chapter is dedicated to NatLovesEu23 :) 

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Chapter Two

The first day of school is hard enough, wondering if you’re going to have classes with your friends.

But this is college, and I’m going to know no one. And that awkward part where people are all trying to figure out where to sit, who’s going to annoy them, and so on, well I missed that.

I get to start college, two weeks late, and be awkward all by myself.

I get to my first class of the day early. Art. Although I don’t want to pursue a career in it, it’s still my passion.

I talk to the teacher, and turn in the first assignment, a sketch on what you’re doing at midnight one the second day of school. Weird time, but oh well.

Mine was of me laying in a hospital bed, and my brother sitting in a chair next to me, holding my hand, with tears and pain in his eyes, and my parents walking out the door. I don’t know when they left, but I just added them in anyways.

“Your artwork is quite detailed for a class in beginning drawing. Would you consider moving into a more challenging class, or would you like to stay in here” she asked.

I was ecstatic, I didn’t want to start in this low level, but it was insisted, so I talked to the administration, and got switched.

It’s still the same class, but just a different section of the room, and working on more complicated pieces.

When I walked back in about twenty minutes after class started, the teacher stopped talking, looked at me and smiled and said

“Miss. Ryer, glad to see you back. You can go take a seat over there” she pointed to the right side of the class room “right next to Mr. Shaw. Aiden? Could you please stand”

Wow, this teacher seemed nice, I wonder if it’s just because it’s the beginning of the year.

I walked in the general direction of my seat without looking up, and when I did, I was looking at possibly the hottest guy alive.

He was clear over six feet tall, tanned to perfection with dark brown hair, that wasn’t too long, or too short, just enough to move around as he moved.

And when my eyes met his, I couldn’t even believe they were real. They were the most hypnotizing color and I felt like they could see through to my soul.

I shivered slightly. He smiled at me, and I took my seat next to him. He looked nice enough

The teacher continued her lecture about lines and proportions or something like that to the new students, while the advanced were just drawing away.

I looked over at the assignment. “draw your favorite childhood memory” sounded fun enough.

I looked over at the boy next to me, Aiden was it? As he turned to look at me.

I smiled, and offered him my hand before saying

“Hello, my name is Sophie”

He took my hand and shook it,

“Aiden” He has this deep, sexy voice that gave goose bumps up my arms.

I turned back to my work and started thinking about what to draw.