Darcy's POV
I wake up next morning to tremendous noise. I open the door and look outside. I see a bunch of drunken idiots. Most of them puking. Maybe they had a party last night. I Close the door and glance at my watch- 7:00 my lecture starts at 8:00.
Today I have literature with some really smart senior years. I hope I get to partner with someone nice. I'm still terrified of the senior years because of that embarrassing incident I have just gone through. Zoë and Hazel have fine arts together. Literature is one hour earlier than the other subjects and juniors and seniors learn together.
I sigh and go into the bathroom. I stare at my reflection. My face is pale but not so much. My dirty blonde hair is tied into a loose bun. My eyes have a tint of green surrounding the light yellow around my iris. I take out my brush and start brushing.
After I finish, I hop into the shower and let the hot water soothe my muscles.
I stay there for a while and then come out. I see that Hazel and Zoë are up now. Hazel is checking her phone and Zoë is stretching. They both smile at me after they notice me. I smile back and start changing into my clothes. After I finish, I say goodbye to them and rush out of the dorm.
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I enter my class and take look around. I am one of those early birds who have shown up for class early. I take my seat near the front of the class, leaving an empty seat beside me and glance at my watch- 7:50. There are ten minutes until the class starts. I hope someone nice comes and sits beside me. We have to sit beside a senior year. We basically have to make groups of two- one senior and one junior.
I stare as many seniors enter the class. Most of them look really smart. Of course, as only students above 90% are allowed into the advance literature class. I look at the professor's table. He or she hasn't come yet. I turn towards the door and see a boy, a senior probably, coming towards my direction... And I think I know who it is.
He sits down next to me and offers me his hand. His green eyes seem to scan me.
"We meet again, Darcy McField."
He says and grins at me.
I return his smile and shake his hand.
YOU ARE READING
The Two Of Us
Teen FictionDarcy Mcfield is an ambitious student in the Lawrence university. she is not into the usual teenage stuff. but her life is suddenly changed with the entry of Davis Haywood. the usual quiet and studious Darcy starts experiencing something she has nev...
