Damn, this school is huge! As I walked slowly towards the principal's office, I literally saw no one. Empty lockers and quiet classrooms. Am I late? Is it even school today? I quickly unlocked my phone to double check what day it is. Yep, it's Monday! Since Scarlett refused for us to come together at school, she left earlier. And if I'm to be very honest, I sort of wish she was here. The principal startled me as I approached his office which he him self returned to at the same time. Oh my god! What an entrance Katelyn. I said in my head.
"Hi you must be the new girl Katelyn Spensor?" He inquired warmly.
"Yes." I replied softly.
"Great! Follow me." He invited me into his office. "I came from the class you're scheduled for first. Don't worry, it's not really a crime to be late on your first day. " He assured me.
What! Late? I'm never late! And it is a crime to be late!
"Okay sir. I must have lost track of time." I said calmly.
"Here's your schedule. Do have a wonderful day." And with that, I left his office staring at the sheet of paper.
Hm, Geography. I sighed. Okay so my next issue is locating my classroom. Which is definitely a big problem due to the size of this school.
Found ya! I exclaimed in my head. It was just a few classroom away from the principle's office.I rapped gently on the door that had a labeled stating Geography.
Teacher- "Come in"
I slowly unlocked the door and made a rather nerdy entrance. Well, I dont think think im the only one who feels uncomfortable with eyes staring at me and especially if it belongs to people you're meeting for the first time. Am I?
Teacher- "Oh hi, you must be the new girl, Katelyn Spensor?."
Me: "Yes that's me." I smiled genuinely
Teacher: "I'm miss Catherine, nice to meet you Katelyn and do feel welcome. There's a seat behind Vanessa. Vanessa can you please raise your hand so Katelyn can know who you are?."
*Vanessa raises hand, smiling*
Teacher- "Yes right there. Okay class, get your geography text book out and turn to page 7, we'll be looking at rocks this sece-...."
*Interrupted by the barging in of Mr hot guy.*
Teacher- "Tyler! How many times do I have to remind you to knock before you enter, and be punctual!! What's the excuse this time? Oh I forgot. You never submit one!"
I'm already loving this teacher, sarcastic like me sometimes.
The height of this guy is exactly what most girls my height would want to coop next to,he's sexy tall with a physique that rocks his muscular arms that's impossible to conceal in that black shirt of his. His hair utterly tempting to lock my fingers into, so fluffy and perfectly messy which is gorgeous on a handsome creature like him. And that smile, could send any girl day dreaming! My god. He could easily pass for a movie star. You know, the really hot ones...
And all of this invaded my mind in the split of a second as he walked pass my desk.Wait....
Did I just droll over American guy? Who I saw for the first time!? Damn James, you've been replaced. Well that's me. I can change the way I feel about a guy within seconds. Call me weird, but it's way better to crush on a guy you have zero chance with and has no idea you're into him than being with a guy who cheats on you and doesn't even love you. I mean, relationship these days only result in broken hearts and ruined character, no love, no interest in each other. Guys just want to get down there and then dump you like tissues. And that actually made me wanted to puke, reminiscing about the monster on top of me that night.I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder and turned to reveal whose fingers it was. Astonished that it was Mr hot guy, I try to act normal.
Tyler- "Do you have an extra pencil I can borrow?"
Damn, his voice! So ear soothing. I bet it's what he uses to lure girls in, and I guess I may be another one his victim.Me:"Um yeah sure." I handed him the one I was using and about to turn when he added, " You're new here?.." his ocean blue eyes locked in with my slightly grey ones.
Me: "Yes, I lately moved into the neighborhood" I answered in a whispering soft tone since we're in class.
Tyler: "Which is that?" he asked with interest.
Me: "St. Roses block."
Tyler: "Cool, I live in that neighborhood." He smiled genuinely.
Learning about rocks was no longer an interest to me. This sexy bastard's captivating voice echoed in my ear which covered the one my teacher was speaking her lungs out to educate us. It's funny how a guy can impact in the mind of a girl.
Just a day ago I remind myself that I want to stay single all my life, and now, just after seeing him has given me second thoughts. But to think of it, I have no idea who he is. So with that, I started focusing on what miss Catherine was explaining.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Hey new girl, wait up!" A voice called out. I knew without a doubt it belong to Mr hot guy. So I slowly stopped and turn facing him.
He got closer."I didn't get your name?" He said smiling.
"It's Katelyn Spensor. And yours?" I returned a smile.
"Tyler Jones. It's really nice to meet you Katelyn. Uh, can I call you kate?" He inquired in hope.
"Sure, that's what most people call me back home in Canada" I tried to stay calm at the mention of 'Canada'
He looked at me worriedly. "So what was it like in Canada?" He asked with interest.
I felt like screaming at that question. But I just said "It was okay." And forced a smile.
I continued walking and he chased after me. "Hey is everything okay?" He questioned.
"Yes I'm fine." I lied. I'm actually good at that.
"I just need to get home, have more unpacking to get done" I added."Well can I please give you a ride home?" He offered.
"No thanks" I smiled and showed him my car key then resumed walking.
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As I parked in the drive way, Scarlett pulled up.
"Hey sweeties" My step mom called out to myself and Scarlett. "How was first day?" She asked in cheer.
"Mine was okay" I replied with a confident smile.
"Good" was all Scarlett said, then took off inside, slamming the front door. Jeez, if she continues with that she might eventually break something valuable one day, which by the way, I know she wouldn't care.
I felt bad at her reaction. I don't know why the action of others affect me."Whats for dinner?" I asked my step mom, trying to take her thoughts off her moody daughter.
"Pizza!" Her face lit up.
Exactly what I wanted, for her to smile. "Ouu, my favorite!!" I exclaimed convincingly.
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