Chapter One
“Raya-Adaria Parks get down here you’re going to miss school,” My mother, Belle, yelled up the stairs. I sling my back pack over my left shoulder and slipped on my chestnut leather combat boots. I check my outfit once more, my pink and white striped sweater hangs from my tiny frame, and my dark wash skinny jeans hug my small hips. I add my chocolate brown scarf and loosen my ponytail. I trudge down the stairs with my IPhone in hand.
“Good morning Mum,” I say buttering my chocolate chip waffles. I fold the waffles like tacos and put a little bit of syrup. I shove the whole waffle in mouth and swallow.
“You need to eat like a lady,” my mum says, glaring at me. I roll my eyes and finish my other waffle.
“Bye mum I am going to be late for school,” I say rushing out of our small flat. My new school, Essex, (AN- I don’t know if this a real school so uh just go with it k bye.) is a fifteen minute walk from my flat. My parents divorced and my mother wanted a new start so we moved here to Central London. My family had always been dysfunctional with me in sports and my father’s demanding job as a surgeon we didn’t really all see each other more less get along. This fall the divorce was finalized and we moved out here to our little apartment. My mum is a nurse so she got transferred to the main hospital here in London. I finally came in front of the school and climbed the hundreds of steps to the front entrance. I pull the doors open and step into the cozy front office.
I walk up to the front desk and a fairly young lady sits there, her hair tied in a top knot. “Hi I’m Raya-Adaria Parks.”
“Good morning, here is your schedule, you can skip home room, and look around so you can see where your classes are,” the lady says. I nod my head and my raven locks bounce around my face. I turn on my heel and head back into the hallway. My schedule consisted of Calculus, Anatomy, Honors English, Ancient History, Spanish4, and Art. I picked up the pace and wandered the halls looking for my classes.
‘DING-DING-DING’
Students flooded the hallway and I was lost in the sea of people. Rushing to my class I speed walked to the door and slumped into a middle row desk. I busied myself by taking out my pen and a notebook. A blonde boy sat next to me, and angled his desk towards me. “Hi I’m Niall,” the blonde boy stated.
“Raya-Adaria,” I say smiling.
He lets out a low whistle, “thats a mouthful.”
“Yeah you can call me Raya or Ria,” I say pulling my glasses out of the small pocket in my bag. I slip on the large frame glasses and glance back up at Niall.
“I’ll call you Raya,” he smiles.
“Is this teacher mean?”
“No it’s actually a student teacher, his name is Mr. Payne, but he lets us call him Liam.”
“Wow he’s a little naïve I was expecting some old man teacher,” I say shocked.
“Yeah he is real cool and he’s good about explaining things.”
“Yeah, how old are you?”
“18.”
“17.”
“Where are you from?”
“I’m from Bristol,” I state smiling at the boy.
“That’s cool, why did you move?”
“My parents divorced,” I say shrugging it off.
“Oh I am sorry about that,” Niall says looking at the hardwood floor.
“Don’t worry about it,” I smile out grabbing his hand.
“Good morning class, we have a new student today,” Liam says walking in the door. All the girls straighten up and smile wide at the teacher. I take my eyes off of my peers and look at Liam. He’s wearing a plaid button up, white chinos, and dark brown dress shoes. I can see what all the fuss is, his brown locks are styled perfectly and he obviously had a nice body, you could see his defined chest through his shirt.
“No wonder the girls all sat in the front row,” I whisper to Niall. He lets out a snort and nods his head at my comment.
“Something you would like to share?” Liam says.
“No, I was just saying how lovely it is here,” I say flatly.
“That’s what I thought, now attendance,” Liam says. He starts to rattle off names; I patiently wait for him to call my name. “Raya-Adaria Parks?” Liam questions.
“Here, but you can call me Raya.” Liam makes a note of it and finishes with the attendance. Liam goes into the lesson and I instantly space out.
“Raya, Raya, Raya,” Niall says snapping in front of my face.
“Hmmm?”
“It’s time to go, and Liam wants to see you after class,” Niall says. I pack up my stuff and walk up to Liam’s desk.
“You wanted to see me?”
“Yes, I need to give you your book,” Liam says flustered. I slide my glasses off my face and wait for my textbook. He hands me the giant textbook and I write my name in my sloppy hand writing in the front.
“Thanks Liam,” I say walking out of the class with my book in my hands. I feel a hand grab my wrist and I spin around on my heel.
“You need a pass,” he says handing me a yellow slip of paper. I turn on the heel of my boot and head off to my next class. My classes passed by in a blur; so far I had met a girl name Annaise and of course Niall. I made it to lunch and I sat with Annaise and Niall plus their friends. As soon as Niall told me their names I forgot them. After lunch my afternoon classes went by dreadfully slow. Art ended and I packed up slowly. I planned on finding my locker so I could drop off the books I had gotten today. I rounded the corner of the main corridor and got knocked flat on my back.
“Oh Gosh I’m sorry,” Liam says picking my glasses up off the floor. I stare into his deep brown eyes and he stares into my grey eyes.
“Thanks for getting my glasses,” I say taking them out of his hands and slipping them on my face.
“Your eyes are weird, their grey with flecks of icy blue in the middle,” he says mesmerized.
“Yeah a lot of people are fascinated by my eyes, but I have to go so see you tomorrow Liam,” I say rushing out to the cool streets. As I am walking home I see how beautiful London is. Trees are changing colors and the streets are bursting with color. I dash up the stairs to our flat and wiggle the key in the lock. Finally opening the door, I plop on the chocolate sectional. My eyes close and Niall floats behind my lids. I roll over and my dreams continue.
AN- Hello lovely readers this is our new fanfic, so if you would give us some feedback in the comments or PMing it would be amazingly amazing. Oh and vote vote and vote. Hope you liked it. We will be taking turns writting chapters!
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