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"You must be Mr. King. Welcome to our school, please have a seat beside Ms. Grimald."

Making me almost choke, I turn my head to the teacher who is showing a lovely smile as if she just make me a huge favor, Miranda was supposed to be my partner, not him. Whoever he is. The boy didn't seem so pleasantly to have me as his partner either because Mrs. White had to make him walk against his will and sit right by my side, unconsciously I stop breathing and right after my heart starts to beat fast, so fast as if I was running for the last 30 minutes, swallowing, I start to breathe calmly and slowly, he sits and I can feel his perfume, strong and wood-like smell, it's a really good perfume, it suits him.

" Alright. What I was saying before Mr.King showing up is that the person on your side is going to be your partner for the next six months! "

I think I'm going to die. I take it back when I said that Mrs. White is like a good friend, she's not. Taking a deep breath trying to not make any noise and pay attention to what Mrs. White is saying, if I'm right and I think I'm, we are going to have a big presentation at end of the semester which is in six months, where we are supposed to show a painting, a poem, a dramatization whatever we want as long as it has to do with arts and our partners, it doesn't have to be something big and glamorous, but something simple, filled with love. Like me writing a poem or painting about this so-called Mr. King. Oh dear God.

"I'm so sorry!" I see a blonde-haired girl walking or should I say running towards my direction, it didn't take long for me to realize that was Miranda ruining in the hall of lockers, with the History book in her arms. "I woke up late and was only able to make it to the third class before lunch break. " She says catching up with her breath and opening her locker that is right beside me.

" You left me alone in Arts class and now I have to be partner with some new guy" I said pretending to be angry at her, the thing is me being angry at her is not going to change anything, I have to conform with already has happened and focus on taking an A+ on this class.

" What? Who? "

"Mr. King, I guess. I don't know his first name." I said rolling my eyes and making my way to the lunchroom.

"Ethan. Ethan King. " Miranda said as she pulled out two trays, one for me and one for here. As soon as she noticed my confused face she carried on telling me the rest of how she already know who the new guy is.

Turns out that the rumors are already going on and everyone is saying that his parents got divorced but there are also rumors saying his mom had cancer and didn't make it. I don't believe in any of this, I know how rumors have the potential to ruin a life, mine is proof of it.

After we catch up with the news, the arts project and that Ethan King is now my partner, Miranda is trying to make me talk to him because to complete the project we have to somehow get to know each other. But I'm intimidated by his presence, that is the truth, here where I'm I can see him laying against the tree with a cigarette on his hands, it looks like he want to get detention. Who smokes in a school? His backpack on the floor and wind making his hair dance in front of his eyes, causing me to almost get off my chair and go there to just put his hair on place.

"Shit." I mumble as I noticed that he saw me looking at him. At there goes my heart beating fast and faster every second, again.

"Are you fine?" Miranda turns to me, she was talking with some guy that I have no idea of who is. I just nod in agreement and tell her I'm going to the toilet. To be completely honest the only person I know the correct names in this school is Miranda, Tyler Cavalry and now Ethan King. I do say "hello" to everyone, and I like to be kind and cordial to my colleagues, but I'm the worst at remembering names, so I don't make the effort either, the school is practically over so the only thing I'm going to be bothered with it is to have good grades.

I then leave my tray at the place where the lady is in charge of washing the dishes, and as I said before to Miranda I do mean to go to the toilet. But I bump it into someone with a really good shape because now my head is hurting.

" Sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you. " I said running my hands' through my hair trying to put back on place.

" No problem. Mrs. Grimald. " Lifting my eyes and head up I finally get to look at who is the person. And there he is, looking more gorgeous than before, maybe because I seeing him up close, blue eyes just like the ocean, his facial features are sharp, a small nose and beautiful lips if I'm allowed to even think about this, and very sweet but husky voice.

" We have Arts together, don't we? " I said trying to maintain my breath and stay calm, I'm Cornelia Grimald and no one, not even him with his gorgeousness, is going to make me a mess. I have everything under control. I show a little smile just to lift my cheeks.

" Yes, we do. " He said with his hands in his pockets. Also smiling just like I was before.

" We need to discuss what our project is going to be so... " I stopped talking because, to be honest, I have no idea of how we can make this work, I think we are supposed to be friends? But how? He doesn't seem like someone who enjoys arts.

Just when he was going to answer me his name echoed in the school radio, it was the secretary of our principal Mr. Heighten saying that "Ethan King your presence is being required at the Principal officer." Before leaving he turned to me one more time and smirking left me there in the middle of the hall...

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