Chapter 1

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*Landon's P.O.V*
As I'm walking away from my house and to the school, I get this uneasy feeling in my stomach. What if someone recognizes me? What if I make a fool of myself? What if someone sees? All these questions are running through my head as I walk closer and closer to the entrance.

As soon as I step inside the building at least 10 people stop and stare at me. Now I was really getting nervous. Was it my clothes? I thought I looked fine. I was wearing a blue button up, some khakis, my blue vans and my black glasses. One of the girls friends came up to me and said, "haha sorry about her, she just can't believe we actually have a new kid, usually one only comes around every once in a blue moon." She said jokingly. I couldn't help but stare at her, she was my ideal girl. She had long dark brown hair that ended mid-back. She had almost cat like eyes that had only mascara on. She also had black skinny jeans, a white tee-shirt, and a leather jacket with some black combat boots.

I know what you're thinking, the hot chick going out with the new nerd? No way.

I was brought out of my trance when she said something else, "hello? Anyone in there?"
She smiled. God her voice was heavenly.

"Sorry" I said sheepishly. "I was thinking about how everybody was staring at me."

"Don't worry about it. Just like I said before, it's just because you're a new kid." She said reassuringly.

"Okay. I know this sounds weird, but can you help me find my classes?" I said with my head down.

"Of course! Just show me your schedule!" She said with a twinkle in her almost black-brown eyes.

"Here you go. Sorry if it's a little wrinkled."

"Haha no problem." Oh. My. God. Her laugh is the most angelic thing I've ever heard.

"Oh, would you look at that! We have almost every class together." She said with a smile. "You just have Spanish without me." I almost frowned.

" oh, okay. Sorry with all the favors, but could you show me where my classes are too?" I asked quietly.

"Sure. We better get going tho, don't want you to be late on your first day." She said with a giggle.

And so it begins.....

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