A Jog Down The Memory Lane

chapter 2 : The Newbie

Sorry people was just having a writers block. Couldn't think of how to start the chapter but now I have thought of it so voilà.

Mystia's POV:

I take one look at my ball and bottle sprawled on the ground beside me and another towards the newbie staring at me . I get stared at  all the time so that doesn't bother me but there is something about this guy, something that feels I don't know familiar maybe?

I am forced to push all my thoughts aside as the bell rings . Muttering a sorry I get up from the floor and bend down to pick them again only to find them in the new guys hands . I take an apprehensive look at him. He seems muscular like a sporty guy ; wonder which sport he plays........not that I would want to have anything to do with it. His shaggy blond hair covers his eyes which are the most vivid blue I have ever seen .......his eyes used to be just as beautiful..........

This guy was beautiful like any model can be or maybe more...........

I shrug out of my train of thoughts when Kim nudges me . That is when I realise I have been staring at him and he's looking at me just as weirdly . To snap him out of his trance I snap my fingers in front of his face , this ends his trance and I literally witness his ears going strawberry red.

" Thank you for getting my stuff. Btw I am Mystia Clark , I assume you are new here?" , I ask him

" No trouble and yes I am new . My name is.....", he pauses to think before he speaks. He has the same accent as me and I am so glad to hear the familiar sound after a huge period of five years. The last voice I had heard was his.....

What an absolute weirdo thinking about his own name. My inner voice comments . Seriously inner voice you are getting even snobbier everyday thanks to Kim and her judging habits.

" I am James stone " , he at last completes

" See you another time James , I have to run to my class ", I rush forwards without bothering to wait for a reply with Kim turning the other corridor for French class. I had my Advanced math class first thing in the morning which equalled to absolute torture.

Thankfully the teacher was still not here , so I quickly took a seat and grab my stuff out of my sling bag. The teacher entered and followed by him is the same guy I just met. What was his name now, uhhhh yeah James.

" Students this our new admission , Mr Stone . Please welcome him here and help him around", Mr Ackerman said in his usual monotone voice . James scaned the room for vacant seats and maybe spotted one as he started walking forwards. Why was he coming this way though, I think looking around. The seat behind me , ohhhhh...............

He took the seat and Mr Ackerman started his round of usual torture. The class kept going on and soon I was  wishing that I would have not even bothered coming in here anyway. I could have practiced for basketball tournament instead but well practice is after this period anyways. Basketball practice was like a ray of right in almost every from hell school day..........

" Take the last 7 questions as homework and I want till tomorrow. Now off you go" , Mr Ackerman aside as he dismissed the class

I could care less about homework right now when I have practice to look forward to. I skipped towards the girls changing room and changed into my p.e uniform.

On the court , I being the captain, stood amidst my team with the other half of the class standing a couple feet apart while we waited for coach and our defender Andrew to arrive

" Hello munchkins , we have news for you. This lad right here , he says pointing to non other than James ,,is going to be our new defender as that idiot Andrew broke his leg " , coach says

Oh boy this is gonna be fun.........