Mend my broken pieces

Chapter 3

I turn around and start heading to class, but i walk straight into something tall & hard.

I walked into someone.

"I'm sorry." I look up and I see a tall boy with brown hair that is quiffed up, brown eyes wich every girl would fall in love with, a tanned skin, a big build body and is about a head taller than me, so I had to crane my neck to see his face.

Wow.

"It's alright, I wasn't looking either" he replied, while smiling down at me. I start blushing and I look down to the ground.

I noticed that I was standing quite close to him, so I took a step back. His smile turns into a smirk and it is naking e uncomfortable. After a couple of seconds he is still staring at me. I need to get away. "I have to go, I'm late for class."

I was about to walk to class, but the boy stopped me by grabbing my arm. My heart started to beat faster. He is going to do something to me. Shit, what should I do?! Run away? No, he looks a sports guy so he will catch me in no time. Scream? No, that won't wo-.

"What's your name, beautifull?"

Wait, what? Did he just call me beautifull? 

"M-megan"

"Beautifull name for a beautifull girl" he smirks. Thank god he didn't notice the shaking in my voice.

"My name is Jack. You are a new girl, aren't you?"

"Yes, just moved here a week ago."

The next moment the schoolbell rings, signaling class is about to start. fuck, I am late

"Nice to meet you Jack, but I really have to go now." I say while I start walking to class.

"Nice to meet you too, Megan. I'll see you around!" he yells to me while walking into the other direction.

Was he just flirting with me? No, he is probally just being nice. But he called me beautifull. I can't help but smile about it. I mean someone just called me beautifull! I haven't been called beautifull, since that pig Derek came into my life.

After walking for a while I came to my destination, where my first period will be, art.

I walk into class and see that I am late. Great (note to sarcasm, again...). The teacher looks up from his work and smiles when he sees me.

"Mrs. Murphy, welcome to our school! I name is Mr. Edwards and I will be your art teacher."

"Looking forward to your lessons, Mr. Edwards."

"Great that you do. Kids, this is Megan Murphy. She is new in town. Make her feel welcome and help her around the school." he says to the teenage boys and girls infront of me. They mumble some hi's and hello's.

What a warm welcome... (Again, note to sarcasm).

One girl caught my eye, the one from the lockers. She is sitting beside an empty chair and is concertrating on I think a drawing?

I snap out of my thoughts when Mr. Edwards tells me to take a seat. I nod and head to the empty spot beside the blond girl.

People start to look at me weirdly when I sit down beside the girl. Weird....

"Hey, you're the girl who helped me with my locker. I never got your name?" she looks up at me with confussion in her eyes.

"W-were you talking to me?" she asks, while pointing her pencil at herself.

"Yes, who else would I be talking to?" I answer with a smile.

Maybe she can my new friend. She looks like a nice girl to hang out with, but she is a bit shy, I think?