I clasped my books closer to my chest, pulling one at a time out of my locker, slamming it shut. I whipped around and almost ran into a well-bulit, brown-headed, dark-eyed guy. I stumbled back, fumbling to get out of his way, but in the process my books fell to the ground and pages spilled from its opening. "Oops sorry" He mumbled, scrambling to help my pick my papers up. I couldn't help but notice tha he was gifted in the looks department. I realized I was staring and I quickly bent down to help pick my papers up, brushing his hand and tingles rippled through my body. I also couldn't help but get a whiff of a a masucline cologne. It smelt extremely good, like a aroma of coffee and cinnamon but a little thicker, broader smell I couldn't quite place. he handed me my papers, his hand slighty touching mine, sending a new wave of tingles throughout my body. "Sorry 'bout that love,"He said extending his hand to me and pulling me off the ground.He had a husky accent that sounded from Paris or something. "It's fine, thanks for helping me with the papers" I said motioning to the papers. "Least I could do love," He said in the same cute accent. "Trey" He introduced himself. "Izzie" I said straightning my shirt out with the palms of my hands. "Well see you around Iz" He said waving, and strutting away.
I sighed and my friends ran up to me shreiking and pushing me around rambling, "Oh my god, did you see that guy!!!" "Who waas that guy??" Ohmygod details!!!" That was Trey" "He has a cute accent I think its from Paris" I replied. The bell rung and we all rushed to get to class. I walked into class a few seconds after the bell rang. I picked a seat and tried to get organized at my desk.
A paper flew off my desk and landed at a guy's feet with red jordans on. The guy chuckled. "Somehow we always end up like this" The mystery guy said handing me my paper. I looked up quickly, blushing deeply, realizing who it was. Yup, those same piercing dark, mystery, yet familiar eyes. Trey. "Oh thank you...again, I didn't realize you were gonna be in this class." I said.
"Yeah, Im new and this was the only math class that wasn't full" he replied. I looked around skimming the size of our class, 20 people max. "Yeah, it is pretty small" "Well I know you so I'm good" He grinned. "Yep" The teacher started talking so I forcefully peeled my eyes away from him. Minutes later I felt a tap on my upper back. I knew it was Trey because the simple touch sent chills to my toes. I turned arond when the teacher's back was to us. "Yeah?" I whispered. He smirked. "You got a pencil love?" I grinned and pulled a mechanical pencil out of my bag. "Here you go love," I said imiatating him. He pushed me softly, almost tipping me out of my seat. He laughed, drawing the teacher's attention to us.
"Izzie Araina and Trey..."She paused for a moment looking at her roster. "Simlpaly?" "Yeah" "Please turn around and quit talking" She said in a demeaning voice. i heard him laugh and say "Busted are you love?" I blushed and turned around. The bell rang for the next class thirty mintues later. We all walked out and got another whiff of the same smell. I sniffed the air. Trey caught me smelling him. "Enjoying the smell are you love?" He said laughing. "Its only fair I smell you too love." He said mimicking me and sniffing my hair. "Mmmm vanilla" He said laughing his ass off. "Shut up Trey" I said pushing his shoulder lightly. "Taser!" He said poking me in the sides. "Quit it I'm ticklish!!"I screamed. He laughed and pulled away and was whisked away by the rush of people but not before he waved and said "See you later love!"
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The Leopard-Print Sunglasses
Teen FictionMeet Izzie She Is loud and fun and stubborn and sometimes a bitch. But when you first meet her, she's pretty shy, but when you warm up to her, she's lets the wild side free. She never lies and is painfully truthful...even when you don't wanna hear i...
