The Three of Us

Chapter 9: Luna's POV

The new kid arrived at 11:30, plenty late into the school day. Of course, he got a pass, as he moved here two days ago. But then again, it looks like the teacher, Ms. Smith, doesn't trust him, so he shouldn't be expecting any more passes.

After introducing the new kid, who's name was apparently Zeke, he sat down at the only open seat in the class, which just happened to be next to me. Shit.

He had intense green eyes, a sculpted jawline and a perfect nose. Snap out of it, Luna! He had shaggy blonde hair and tan skin--of course, all the guys from outside of SF have tanned skin. I mean, SF doesn't get any sun. Well, the last year has been more sunny, but still...

Why the hell do I have a hot surfer boy next to me?!

He started raising his eyebrows at me and flirting. Weird. Or maybe it was the norm, i dunno, boys don't flirt with me.

What am I becoming? Hot surfer boy?! Norm?! Just two minutes in this room and he's turned me into a teenager.

Because the only two hashtags I'll use are (or is it is?):

#peterpan #nevergrowup

Yup, who says a 15-almost-to-be-16-year-old can't enjoy Peter Pan? And Ariel. Don't deny it. You love Disney too. If you don't, I honestly don't know what's wrong with you.

Anyways...

I spent the class pretending to be paying attention to the lesson that was being taught while he flirted with me. Not to mention the girl behind me, Lizzy, was drooling over him, and the girl before me, Anne, was filing her nails. Loudly.

After class, I darted out of the room like an arrow. Like I was running from a pack of wolves. Or worse, restless waiting-for-lunch teenagers. Shiver.

But of course, hot surfer boy, aka Zeke, caught up to me. He has long legs and is athletic, well built, muscular. Okay, I'm doomed. I'm becoming a hormonal teenager.

Help. Me.

He grabbed my arm, and of course cut off my circulation. Maybe he was giving me the I'll-make-your-arm-fall-off look all through class. I don't understand guys. I only have two friends who are guys, and only because of my mom knowing their mom and being friends...one of those connections.

"You're kinda cute," he said, making me turn red. Fuck it, blood. YOU GO BACK TO THE HEART RIGHT NOW!

I would assure you I'm 100% mental, but I think you already know that. It's amazing that I have strait A's.

I wrenched my arm out of his hand, massaging it. No bruise was forming, good. He winked at me before I stalked off, and he, thankfully, didn't follow me.

Lunch.

I dropped my book off at my locker and went to lunch, meeting up with Lisa and Lexie, along with some of Tia's former friends, like Abbey.

"What's new?" I asked them. "Well, I got a creeper, but hot, surfer dude that seems to either want to strangle me or likes me."

"I'm so nervous," Lexie admitted. "My crush--ya know, Xavier, might ask me out, I'm going to die of suspense."

"And Austin is in my group! But you guys know that," Lisa said, happily munching on her rice. Ever since her mom started making her lunch, she was in better moods.

"You guys have good people in your group!" I moaned. "I have Louis and Jeremy."

Louis and Jeremy were inseparable, Jeremy on the wrestling team and Gabriel on the basketball. Both were star-players as well as slobs. hey, like I said, #nevergrowup, as in don't have crushes on every guy in school.

Lunch left and I was stuck in science. Fuck you, schedule.

And Zeke was in my science class. I HOPE THE WHOEVER MAKES THE SCHEDULE GETS RUN OVER BY A TRUCK.

Okay, I'm not that mean. I hope they got brutally murdered by the chainsaw guy in the horror movies. Wait, I'm 200% mental. Yep.

And guess who's group got Zeke? Mine.

And who did Zeke start flirting with? Jeremy. No, just kidding Zeke isn't gay as far as I know. Real answer: me.

Who is going to have the longest day ever? Me.

Yay. And that is dripping in sarcasm.