So, hi! It's Hannah again, and I hope you enjoy it, and please comment! It means a LOT to me:)
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Chapter 1-3
Hannah's P.O.V
I finally arrived at the front gate of school, where Ethan and Megan were waiting for me. They always did, no matter how late I was.
"Guys, I'm so sorry I'm late again!!! Some new kid stopped me on my way, and I had to deal with him.", I apologized. The usual morning routine. They wait for me, I come late, I apologize, they say it's okay, and we sprint to our classes. However, as soon as Megan heard that new kid, she changed into her gossip girl mode, and started bombing me with questions.
"new kid? Is this person a guy? What does the new kid look like? And-", I cut her off with a quick glare that said don't say anything more or you DIE.
"yes, the kid is a guy. He looks like a regular mr. Popular, blonde, blue eyes.", I continued, "and Megan, do nit think about talking to him to make him my boyfriend. I already took care of him with my 'freezer', so don't even think about it.", I said with a serious look. Lately, Megan was trying to get me a guy, like come on. If I wanted to do that, I can do that. But, she didn't know what I looked like, so she couldn't understand.
"you know, you are one weird girl, Hannah. Girls your age should be looking for guys, not hide from them.", Ethan said. I just shook my head and headed towards the class. How could I get them to understand? I couldn't, not unless I told them about him, the memory brought me too much pain, too much tears.
My first class was Lab. Ugh, I had to run if I don't wanna be late. Ms. Stephens was one teacher who wouldn't hesitate to give me a detention for being late. I couldn't afford that, it would ruin my perfect record with no detention or what so ever.
I made it to the class just in time, right before the bell. Phew, that was a REALLY close one. I put down my bag and sat down. Right then, the guy from earlier this morning walked in. Oh damn it, he saw me. I pretended that I didn't see him, and started fooling around with a pen. He brought some papers to the teacher, waiting for her to finish with it. Ms. Stephens read it and handed them back to the new kid. She told him to introduce himself to the class.
"So, hey. My name's Ryan Anderson. I'm new here, and I like to play football."he said. Then, from the back seat, Clarissa, the school's s***, dyed blonde hair, and cheer captain, raised her hand.
"So, new kid, are you free tonight?", she said with a wink. Ugh, gross!!!
For a moment, Ryan just stared. "first of all, the new kid has a name. It's Ryan. And second, no thanks, who would?", he said, clearly disgusted by her words. Huh, I surely didn't expect that. Maybe he was just Mr. Popular, not a...player.
Everyone laughed and Ms. Stephens sighed again. "Ms. Richardson, detention. Please, at least try to control yourself in my class. Mr. Anderson, you can go sit right there, next to Ms. White."
What!!!!! No way on this planet I would ever sit with that guy. I opened my mouth to protest, but Ms. Stephen quickly cut me off by saying, "Im sorry, Ms. White, but there's no seat left, and I can't do anything about that."
I quickly shut my mouth. Better not to mess with a teacher. Ryan came over to my table trying to hide his grin, but failing miserably.
"hey, so we meet again.", he said. Can't he honestly remember this morning? If he can't, he's dumber that I thought. I stayed silent.
"hello?" he said again. I quickly shot him a glare. I knew people could feel my glare, but they couldn't see it.
"Well, please shut your mouth. I do not want to get caught during the class chatting with a kid.", I said just as coldly as I said in the morning. This kid was not going to get in my way through my high school years. I , Hannah White, will not allow that to happen
