Dylan's P.O.V
I stared at the girl that sat in my seat. Seriously? I JUST told her it's MY SEAT!! IT'S MY FREAKING SEAT!! What don't you understand about it being MY SEAT!! Is it the 'that' or the 'seat'? Huh?
I looked at the girl again. She had long sleek straight black hair that reached her waist, the ends dyed a chestnut brown colour. Mesmerising violet eyes stared back at me and her full pink delicious lips looked almost red on her perfect porcelain face. If I was to have a statue or fountain in front of my house I would want it to look exactly like her. She's so gorgeous and elegant.
Gradually I checked out the rest of her body. Hey! Don't judge me okay? I'm a guy what else am I supposed to do?
"I found the seat first, finders keepers losers weepers, pretty boy." I heard a soft but slightly mocking toned voice speak to me. I realised it came from the girl that was STILL sitting in my seat. She smirked.
"Sonny just find another seat." Mr Malcom said to me.
The girl flashed me another attractive smirk. I was moving when a thought crossed my mind. I smirked back at her. I jumped over to the other side of the desk, picked the girl up, sat down in my seat with a triumphant smile and placed her onto my lap.
She squirmed out of my hold but I only held tighter. Twisting around to face me she hissed:
"Let go of me you raven."
What? Did she just call me a raven?
"Pardon, cupid, did you just call me a raven?"
No response.
"Cupid?"
Again no response.
"Yeah real mature cupid, giving me the silent treatment."
I zapped her. She covered by hands with hers and my heart faltered a beat. I ignored it. I zapped her on the waist again. She whirled around, whipping me in the face with her hair.
"Stop it and let go you raven!"
Again with the raven. She tried to wriggle free.
"Stop moving around or I'm going to have to hug you tighter."
I felt her draw in a deep breath and let it out. I hugged her tighter anyway. A million eyes focused on us.
Sandy's P.O.V
I felt all eyes in the classroom focus on Dylan and I. Um... yeah... this isn't awkward. The bell rang and let me tell you, never in my whole entire life so far have I ever felt so grateful that a bell had rung starting lessons. I pulled free from Dylan's grip as he bent down to grab his bag.
My bag had been on my lap the whole time so I didn't have to waste time picking it up. I eagerly ran to the door, only to be pulled back by the collar.
"And where do you think you're going cupid?"
"To class. " I answered simply.
"I'll walk you."
"Someone's already doing so, but thanks anyway." I replied sweetly.
"Well alright then."
A tinge of disappointment hit my heart, I pushed it back.
As I made my way to the door, without interruption this time Alana was waiting outside as promised. We chatted and she pointed out some important school grounds to me before I reached the gym.
Alana gave me a brief hug and goodbye which I returned before making her own way to her Textiles lesson.
A teacher who had a...cough..cough well toned body walked into the gym.
"Uh.." The teacher rubbed the back of his neck shyly, which made the girls coo and the boys scoff.
"So...heh..yeah. Um my name is Liam Harns, but you guys have to call me Mr Harns. I'm your PE teacher for this year. I'm new here so you'll have to give some time to adapt...So..uh.. nice to meet you all. Speaking of new, please welcome Sandy Silverstone to your class and treat her like you would treat your friends." Mr Harns finished off, looking at all the students in the class. "I'll now mark the roll, forgive me for any mispronounciations."
I was so glad that there was a new person like me in the school, finally someone understood how I felt, even if he was a teacher. Unlike a certain someone who had the nerve to embarrass me in front of the whole class.
Halfway through the roll the gym doors flew open and in strutted the raven himself. Speak of the devil and he shall come. "I'm sorry I'm late sir," I heard the raven apologise.
"That's right mate, I'll let you off this time since today's our first lesson together, I'm Mr Harns. Find a space to sit."
Dylan's eyes searched the room until they found mine then he looked next to me. I did too. NO?! Why did there have to be a spot next to me?! The raven threw me a smirk and made his way towards me.
As I felt his presence next to me Mr Harns started talking, "get comfortable guys because the first topic this year is partner dancing. The person sitting next to you will be your partner."
I looked next to me and realised Dylan was the only guy sitting next to me. You've got to be kidding!
"Okay I'm just going to ask you question, will you Sandy Silverstone dance with me?"......
( hello there peeps! that's chap 2 done. wasn't that amazing but hey.. read, comment, vote or hate anything is better than nothing)
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My Tears
RomanceThere are many reasons behind tears and crying. Dylan Laxington is a typical football jock, well he would be if he wasn't so obsessed with tears. He's interested in the reasoning behind the falling tears, why they fall and how. Sandy Silverstone is...
