I feel the warmth on my skin. The sun soaking me from head to toe while I sit and consume my lunch with some of my closet friends. The laughter we share about such trivial subjects astounds me. These people that I sit with know nothing about pain and loss. But how could they. They have never felt the pain of losing someone you love. And they will never know how I feel about it. I have only ever told a few people about my pain. My closest friend, Katie.
“What do you think Nicole?” Isabella’s voice breaks me out of my thoughts.
“What?” I say in confusion, “sorry I wasn’t listening”
“I was asking what you thought of the new student”
“Wait, there is a new kid at school? When did this happen?” I ask, excited to here that there is a fresh face in the school.
“Yes, he’s in one of my classes. I think his name is Dean”
“Dean. That’s a cool name. I hope he is in one of my classes, it’s about time we got some fresh blood around here” I joke with a small laugh at the end. It is at this point that the bell goes off to signal the end of Lunch break. Walking up the stairs to my locker I am pretty sure I have Maths and Chemistry. I guess I will find out when I check my diary. I open my locker and check my diary and I was right I do have Maths and Chemistry. Walking to Maths class at a slow pace because I really can’t be bothered today. I just want to go home and sleep. But alas here I am at school, walking into Math class.
“Hi Miss. How are you?” I ask Miss Craig
“I am doing well Nicole, how are you doing?”
“I’m doing good, I just wish this week was over”
“I know what you mean. This week has been too long.”
I take my seat next to Isabella who is in nearly all of my classes. “Hey Nicole. I heard the new kid is in our chemistry class next period. I talked to him during period two and he seems really nice. You will like him”
“I hope so, I mean I hate people that I don’t like” I say with a sarcastic smile on my face. And that was the last thing that was spoken all period as I was busy doing all of the simultaneous equations that are in my text book.
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“Well that was a fun period wasn’t it?” asks Isabella with a huge grin on her face.
“Why of course. I just can’t get enough of maths” I reply laying the sarcasm on really thick. She just laughs as we walk down the hall to chemistry class. One of my hardest classes which I am of course failing, miserably might I add. I understand what my chemistry teacher talks about during class, but when it comes to applying the knowledge to a test I just fail. I do well at the reports and stuff like that, but tests I just do really and I mean really bad at.
“Ummmmm are you going to sit down?” asks Isabella
“Yeah sorry. I was just thinking”
“Again if you keep thinking you might get killed. I mean you just go still and obviously not paying attention to the rest of the world. People are unpredictable you never know that would do if they saw you like that.”
“You are so negative”
“Well again are you going to sit?”
“Fine. I will sit because you obviously miss me so much you can’t even stand me standing next to you, I have to be sitting next to you” I say as I sit down, teasing her.
“Oh please” Is here only response.
“Hahaha, you love me Isabella. You better otherwise you would have no one to talk to in like all of your classes.”
This is one of the great things about Isabella. We can always joke around with each other but we know that we are always there for one another. I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my side.
“Ouch. What was that for? I didn’t even say anything Isabella”
“Shhhh It’s Dean the new kid” As soon as she says that my eyes snap to the new kid at the front who is quite obviously looking for somewhere to sit. He was breath taking. His dirty blonde hair slightly spiked up, just enough to make him look childish but sophisticated at the same time. He had high cheek bones with a nicely shaped chin. He had a nice athletic build. But what got me is his eyes. I can’t quite tell if they are green or blue. Either way they remind me of stormy see. His eyes then catch mine but instead of both of us looking away in embarrassment we hold each other’s gaze. He then starts walking forward through the rows of desks heading right towards me. He drops his books on the desk next to me and coolly sits down in the empty seat next to me.
“Hi, I’m Dean” he says in a husky voice “and you are?”
I can hardly breathe but I manage to squeak out “Nicole”
“Nicole that’s a pretty name. I like it and I like you, you have a good vibe going on. We should be friends”
I am not quite sure what it is, his looks, confidence, smell or the vibe he is giving off but I instantly know I am hooked.
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Authors Note
Hi,
This is my first ever book and I hope its not terrible I am co-writing this book with my boyfriend and first love and we have based it on our story. Not all of the story can be takem literally. But I hope you guys enjoy it and I hope to be updating at least weekly because I am so busy with work and schooling. Going into my final year of school is going to be stressful. Now I'm rambling. I will leave it here. Byeeeeeee
