A Different Kind of Love

Chapter 4

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Evelyn's P.O.V

You can do this. You can do this. Take a deep breath Evelyn. It's just the first day of your senior year in a new school. No need to worry.

Yeah, right. I had every right to worry. I was about to have a panic attack! First, I had to find the stupid school. I'm lucky I did because once I got in the car, I forgot the directions that my mom gave me. Luckily, Josh helped me out.

I glanced over at him. Of course he was acting normal, not a slight of nervousness.

Idiot.

Josh and I walked closer to the front entrance. It was silent, which freaked me out. Plus, everyone was staring at us which only added to nerves. You would think that these people would've seen two new students before.

My eyes widened as one guys eyes racked over my body. I felt my stomach churn, and I swallowed a lump in my throat.

I tucked a lock of my curly- wavy hair behind my ear. Clutching my backpack tighter, I walked briskly to the front entrance. My brother, who was right behind me, grabbed my backpack strap and hurled me around to face him once we were safely inside.

"What's the rush?" He frowned at me.

I gave him a glare. "Did you not see? Everyone was staring at us!" I shouted. Then I realized that we were in a school building. I blushed as people stared at the two of us.

I didn't think we were that much of a sight to see. Sure we weren't as tan(I happened to be pale as snow), but that didn't mean we were aliens from planet Mars.

Josh shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't mind it from the ladies." He winked at me. I punched him lightly in the shoulders and he rolled his eyes at me. Boys these days were a riot.

"Come on, we have to go meet with the principal." I nodded as a reply, and we walked towards the main office, which thankfully, was near the front where we had entered.

Once the principal had finished talking about the rules and all the other unimportant business, I realized that the bell would ring any minute.

"Well, looks like its time for me to go to my class. You going to be alright?" Josh asked once we were in the hallways, alone. Apparently everyone else was already in their homeroom classes.

"I'm not five Josh. I'll be fine." I replied a minute later while taking a breath to reassure myself.

"Just making sure."

We both gave each other a wave goodbye. He headed in the opposite way. I followed the room number signs to try and find my first hour, English AP. After English, I had Calculus, then Photography, a class I chose as an elective. I also had lunch during that class, which just made my stomach twist and turn as I had no one to sit with(Josh didn't have the same lunch with me).

The lunches here were with your grade instead of people from different grades. Unfortunately, I would be eating with the seniors. How lucky for me(note the sarcasm here).

After Photography, I had Environmental Studies. And that would apparently conclude my classes for today. This school, only has four classes a day... something called blue and black days. Apparently, those are the school colors. So, technically, tomorrow would be like another new day for me.

Great.

By the time I had found the classroom, the bell had already rung, which meant I would walk into the class late. Along with everyone's gaze focused on me.

Sighing, I opened the door to my classroom.

The first thing that stuck out to me was the silence. I gazed around the classroom before taking a bigger step through once I saw the teacher at her desk. I walked over, keeping my gaze solidly on the teacher and not the class. I was nervous enough as it is. Seeing people watching me as I was the center of attention would probably make me blush as red as a tomato.

Or worse, I would do something like trip in front of everybody.

Mrs. Fuller introduced herself, and I told her name and where I was from when she asked me. She began to stand up, and I noticed when it was too late to say anything that she was planning on introducing me to the class.

I think tripping in front of everybody would be better than having your teacher tell everyone who you were.

"Class, please welcome your new student, Evelyn. She came here from Montana. I would like for you guys to make her feel welcome. Evelyn, you can take a seat next to... Well, Blake. He has the only empty seat next to him." She sat back down, leaving me there to fend for myself.

Who the hell was Blake?!

I looked around the room before finding the empty seat next to a... whoa. Was that Blake?

It had to be considering the fact that he was the only person who had an empty seat next to them.

I fiddled with my hands before finally deciding it would be best to move my butt.

I walked quickly over to the seat, plopping down in it. I was still nervous as hell. So nervous, that I spaced out on whatever the teacher was talking about. All I could think about was the guy sitting next to me.

I tapped my foot nervously, deciding to look around at my new classmates. Who knows, maybe I could make a friend in here who could tell me where to find my next class.

My gaze stopped on Blake who I found was staring at me. My mouth fell open a little as I actually took in his figure.

It was an understatement to say that he was attractive. He had brown chestnut hair, that flipped up at the end; beautiful green eyes, that accompanied a not too large or small nose; a strong jawline along with flawless smooth skin, and I had to admit, he had nice muscles, too. They weren't too big, but they weren't nothing either. He most likely played a sport...

I mentally slapped myself at my stupidity. I didn't know anything about the guy except his name. And, I didn't want to get caught up with the wrong guy... again. Besides, Blake was probably a popular guy. People like him don't go for people like me.

I mean, I wasn't the ugliest, but I definitely wasn't the prettiest either. He probably already has a girlfriend.

Or, he's a player, and I definitely didn't go for players.

You only make that mistake once.

I looked back over at Blake. He seemed to be studying the board the teacher was writing on. Although he had glistening green eyes, they held a tinge of sadness to them. But, nobody would notice it. As long as he kept a smile on his face. I've always had a good eye for this kind of stuff, hint at why I like taking pictures.

It didn't matter though, it's none of my business to know what's wrong with him.

Even though I tried to tell myself this, I still had this little tiny gut feeling that he was lost.

That's stupid though. This was just normal. He is a very hot guy, so I would be attracted to the mysteriousness that surrounded him.

I shook my head at myself.

I mean, it wasn't like him and I would ever end up together anyways.