I hate PE class.

One.

Hi. I'm Mya, and this boring island is Guernsey. Now you might be thinking "what the fuck is Guernsey?", and I don't blame you. Until about two months ago I didn't know it existed myself, and now I'm stuck here.
School starts today, and here I am, sat in the reception alone, filling out paperwork and trying not to die of boredom. People keep staring at me as they walk past and I know what they're thinking. I'd be thinking it too if I was in there position. I mean firstly I'm new, secondly I have insanely long bright red hair, and thirdly I'm considered to be extremely attractive. I'm not trying to be big headed but when you come from a big city like I did you realise how you look quickly.
So anyway, back to the important stuff. There's about 5 teachers stood on the other side of the glass wall all talking while sneaking glances at me. The best part is that they're all male, I love attention from men. One keeps looking at me more than the rest, and he is absolutely perfect. He has wild dirty blond hair and bright blue eyes, he looks about 6ft 4". Shit, he caught me staring. Now what? He's walking over.... Shit Mya, fill out the papers, do something! "Can I help you?" His American accent rings in my ears as I spin to face him, being met with a black T-shirt a few centimetres away from my face. My eyes slowly trail up his body until I'm looking him in those perfect blue eyes.