I have no clue where this story is gonna go... When I'm bored and wanna write, I'm just gonna write....
My schedule in my hand, I made my way through the halls to my locker, B13. That ment that I had my locker in the B wing and it was the thirteenth locker. As I went through the doors, I realized that the lockers were put in backwards, the first locker was B100. I ran through the crowds of people to my locker, there were only three more minutes left until the bell rings for first period.
Once I got to my locker, there was a girl standing in front of it. She greeted me by throwing her arms around me for a hug that I was unwilling to give.
"Hi! I'm Sarah Munroe! I'm a sophomore like you. I am in the leadership club and my job is to show the new students in my grade around. We have the same first period, so I will be escorting you there. The class is in the A wing which is just across the quad. Room 111, the first classroom in the hall!" she exclaimed, articulating every word. She was too happy. Something was wrong with her.
She gave me about two minutes to get my things put away and grab my binder for English, which was first period. After I got my stuff, she yanked my arm and headed to the doors. We pushed past a lot of people. As we were walking across the hall, a very attractive guy walked towards us. He had short blonde hair, and his face was flawless. He was wearing a red button-up shirt with grey jeans and red vans that matched his shirt. He walked straight to Sarah, and pecked her lips.
"Is this your new student?" he asked.
"Yeah. Hannah, Riley. Riley, Hannah." So his name was Riley. Riley what?
"Nice to meet you Hannah" he said extending his arm out to me to shake my hand. "So, lemme see if we have any classes together. Can I look at your schedule?"
I reached into the pocket in my binder and handed it to him "I don't really know my schedule, but if you have class with Heather first period, you obviously have me too," I said smiling.
"Wow," he said, handing me back my schedule.
"What?" Sarah asked him.
"Hannah and I have all of our classes together." As he said that, the bell rang and I walked off to Englsih, leaving Sarah and Riley behind me. I was pretty happy to have all my classes with Riley. He was attractive and seemed to be a nice guy. Maybe even future boyfriend material.
I went through the whole day, not really talking to Riley, but I spent lunch with him and Sarah since I didn't know anyone else.
I got home and there was a knock on the door. I went to open it, and there was Sarah. Crying. "What's wrong?" welcoming her in.
"It's Riley" she sobbed.
Oh wonderful. "What happened? What about him?" I asked her. They seemed like a perfect match. I have to admit that.
"He said he started looking at other girls in a sexual way!" That's wonderful.
"He said that he wasn't getting what he wanted out of our relationship!" She cried even more, "I guess he only used me for sex." That Asshole.Well then... ummmmmmmm...
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The bad boy is my neighbor
Storie d'amoreDaddy decided that it would be a great idea to move from the great state of New York, to the isolated state off the North-West coast of Canada, Alaska. I am just your average 'good-girl'. I get good grades, I've only had one boyfriend in m...