CHAPTER 1
(Dont judge me. I had fun writing.)
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I lace up my converse and half-heartidly stare at my reflection in the mirror. Curly hair, tanned skin, and overgrown fringe.
Ever since I moved to Marist college i've hated every day. Sure, I have one or two GOOD friends in my group but the rest are 'friends', who probably wish I wasn't there.
As I hop on the bus I notice only one free seat, and that was next to a kid who I had never seen before.
He had straight dark brown hair covered with a dark beanie, only revealing an overgrown fringe. He also had on thick framed glasses, and a guitar case jammed against the window of the bus. I give him a look as if to say 'can I sit here?' And he nods and gives the slightest smile as he makes room.
The twenty minute bus drive was awkward, but as I was looking through the music on my iPod, the boy leans over, looks at my iPod, and then looks at me with disbelief. "You have an extremely good taste in music" he says, a little bit shocked. "Um... Thanks? Um... I'm Kate" I say as I bring my hand out to shake his. "Mikey. Way." he returns, showing a hint of a grin.
"Are you knew here?" I question him, and he nods, "Just moved here from New Jersey"
"Obviously, with that accent... Well if you want I can show you around" I say, secretly hoping for him to say yes. He replies with a greatful nod.
We walk into the school gates and I show him the main school building. "The majaurity of your classes will be in this building, no doubt, and may I ask what year you're in?"
"Eleven. You?"
"Same here!" I say barely controlling the fact that i'm actually TALKING to a guy. This barely EVER happens.
"Let me check your time table for you." I say as he passes over the paper. "OH YA- I mean awesome you're in the same class and tutor group as me!" I exclaim as my heart melts into billions of butterflies, for he is grinning, and it looks geniune. The bell rings, and Mikey and I head off to our classroom.
"Ms Long, this is Mikey, he's new here" I tell the teacher, as she smiles and holds her hand out.
"We are BLESSED. Blessed to have you in this tutor group."
Mikey smiles and looks a little bit taken aback.
"Thats normal. Trust me." I whisper, giggling.
He snickers and sits down on the desk next to me. "Julia" I click at my friend who was deeply engrossed in her book. "This is Mikey, he's new here"
"Hey" she replies, but goes back to her book. Julia is probably one of the nicest girls in my year, and shes one of the only girls in my school whom I dont want to punch on a daily basis. However, I saw trouble coming. Considering Mikey was a good looking guy (in MY opinion), I could see that Caitlin, a girl in my tutor class, was coming over. "Heyy welcome to our tutor group" she said flirtily, twisting her hair around her fingers. Mikey looked her up and down, her One Direction top, 'hipster' leggings and heels, and he gave her a slightly discusted "ok thanks."
Relief flooded through my body. Thank goodness. Mikey is extremely AWESOME. I hold back laughter as she nods and walks away dissapointed. But burst out as soon as she left. Mikey grins and sarcastically says "what?"
"Oooh nothing. Just welcome to the group" as I hi five him. "You will fit in just fine.
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END OF CHAPTER 1
