Chapter 1:
I walked through the long corridor leading up to the school. A brick sign sat at the entrance of the campus with yellow tulips planted around it. A small water fountain sprayed from behind the sign.
More than my old school had I thought. I am glad I finally got away from that lousy piece of junk.
I was on my way to the door, when next thing I know I'm on my butt. Great. This outfit cost me 85 dollars.
"Watch it jerk," I proclaimed as I stood up brushing off my pink mini-skirt and straightening up my belt. I slowly looked up just long enough to look into his loveable green eyes, down his chest, and back up to the muscles in his fore-arm.
He reached out his hand. I guess this was his way of saying I'm sorry.
"Can you not speak, or is your ego the only thing broken?" I pushed past him and made my way through the propped open double doors. They were black and silver with golden hinges. Wow, do they not know gold doesn't match silver. I ignored the minor flaw and took out my schedule.
It was my first day at my new school and I felt dorky for having to look at my schedule. I took a quick glance and shoved it into my back pocket of my jeans. I knew I would be needing that a little later.
My first class was math. Algebra I to be exact. I walked up and down the hallway looking for some clue as to where I needed to be. After a while I heard a sweet, sexy voice whisper in my ear.
"Algebra I is in that classroom right over there," he said pointing across the hallway. I looked down and mumbled thanks under my breath. I must have passed that classroom at least 20 times. Ughh. I hated asking for help, but what I hated most was making it obvious I was lost. He must have heard me mumbling under my breath for the past half hour.
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AN In case I get any questions about what she was wearing... I wrote she fixed her mini-skirt and then she put her schedule in her back pocket of her jeans. She was wearing a miniskirt over top of her jeans. (: Enjoy. Comment if you have any questions or concerns. - ashleybrooke6 -
Chapter 2:
I stared at the ticking clock on the back wall. 22 minutes 18 seconds. 22 minutes 17 seconds. 22 minutes 16 seconds. I was counting down the minutes until I pummeled Mr. Jerk who thought he could get away with pissing me off.
"Algebra is not going to be all that. . ." I heard my teacher go on and on. Why do teachers always have to talk too much? I mean no one even listens. Save your breath. I looked around. Jerk face was staring off into space, the two lesbians were giggling about something, and a hot guy was looking my way. I blushed and turned back to my notes.
They were actually doodles. I never found any reason to take notes. It's just a waste of paper I would throw away when I got home anyways.
I glanced to my left at the hot guy. He was writing something on a piece of paper and turned my way. I turned away quickly. He had beautiful blue eyes and long blonde hair. Not to long. Not like some people who want to look like a girl and don't care what other people think, but long enough to get my attention.
I looked back at the clock. Ughh. 21 minutes 5 seconds. 21 minutes . . . suddenly I heard snickering. I glanced and saw that jerk still laughing. He really has the nerve to laugh. Still.
