Ultimate High School To-Do List

📃 First impressions

Pic of Tyler's makeover☝

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I really hope I wasn't drooling over those eyes.

I'm suddenly hungry.

"You're in my seat." The magnificent being with the eyes speak.

That breaks the spell his eyes have on me. I now have sights on his mouth and I'm suddenly jealous. He has the fullest lips and a perfect cupids bow.

When I don't say anything I see his jaw tick. And I'm suddenly aware he has other parts of him I haven't checked out yet. I look up again not meeting his eyes before I stop and stare again.

He has really chestnut smooth hair. That volume... Gosh this guy must use more hair products than I do. And that's saying a lot. His perfectly sculptured jaw was ticking and his lips, his pink full lips... I was transfixed by him.

It finally hit me like a brick that I was gawking at him and I look down, feeling my cheeks heat up. I cough awkwardly.

"What did you say?" Could I be anymore lame. Get a grip of yourself Syd. He smirks, probably knowing the effect he had on me right now.

"I said you're in my seat." He repeats in monotone. "Go get yourself somewhere else to sit."

"Oh." Was my genius reply. Then I add. "Well I don't see your name on here."

"You don't know who I am so I'm guessing you're new." He says cooly. "Fuck off." I look at him incredulously and all I can do is open and close my mouth.

How can someone so beautiful be so mean.

"I won't stay nice for much longer." He continues, getting more agitated by the minute.

Tyler and Trevor stand to full height, not liking the way he was talking to me. I stood up too. I've gotten into a fair amount of fights before. Everyone wanted to pick on the girl with no social life whatsoever. Seth didn't take it lightly when I came back home with my first bruise in fifth grade. He and his friends thought Tyler, Trevor and me how to defend ourselves.

I glare at the boy standing in front of me. He wore a plain white shirt —which did nothing to hide the impressive body beneath it—with dark jeans. He had that 'don't mess with me' vibe and he was about 6'2 compared to my 5'4 figure.

I hated how I had to look up to him.

All of a sudden, I started staring at his very kissable lips again. What's wrong with me? He might be hot as fuck but he's a certified jerk.

"What you gonna do about me sitting in your chair?" I ask him, putting my hand forward to push him in the chest. He stumbles back a little, caught off guard.

I liked provoking those who want to pick a fight with me first.

We were gaining an audience and I so liked it. One way to set it straight that we're bad. The boy just looked at me, stunned.

"That's what I thought." I scoff. "Nothing." Just then someone badged into the class.

That someone was our teacher. She looked shaken up and didn't look like she had time to tame her mane of curly black and peppered grey hair. This woman either had the worst fashion sense or she just threw on anything she saw first in her wardrobe. I couldn't seriously imagine anyone wearing so many blinding colours.

She stared wide eyed at the four of us. Especially me and Snickers bar eyed boy. Maybe it's cause he looked like he could kill me any moment now.

"Would you four please take a seat." She demands. I sit down, as well as Tyler and Trevor. The boy we were about to fight still stood there gritting his teeth at me. I give him a smug look.

"Mister Knightly, would you be so kind as to take a seat." Our teacher instructs.

"Don't think we're done here new girl." He grits out.

He reluctantly moves to a different row where the gossip girls were. Those girls were weird. They started fanning themselves like ice creams on a hot summer day when he neared them. They were whispering and squealing pretty loudly. Things like 'Mister sexy pant's coming over here' ,'It should be a crime to look that hot' That girl practically screamed hot. He either didn't notice his fan girls or ignored them.

I internally rolled my eyes. I mean I see good looking guys everyday. My two best friends are good looking, My brother's good look... Ew, I did not just think that.

"Looks like we have new students joining us today." The teacher says, breaking my chain of thoughts. I roll my eyes.

Way to state the obvious.

Everyone snapped their heads to my direction and I felt my chair jolt forward. Probably Tyler kicking it as I just realized I have a serious problem with saying my thoughts out loud.

I matched the teacher's stare, not backing down now. I could feel the sweat at my hairline. Probably from all the products on it and not cause I'm totally nervous now. Nope, not nervous at all.

She clears her throat uncomfortably, probably shocked. "Well could you please stand up and introduce yourselves."

"Teach, you just told us to sit down. I ain't getting up." Trevor says and a few people snicker even Cole. Guess he thought I did mine on purpose.

The teacher was flabbergasted.

Mmm... Flabbergasted.

Flabber...

gasted.

Funny word.

Anyway, I don't think I've ever disrespected anyone older than me... Well except my brother and his friends.

"I wouldn't want to give you detention on your first day." She says, visibly trying to control her temper.

"But we're practically begging for one. We've got nowhere else to be." Tyler shruggs, propping his legs on his table. "By the way I'm Ty."

Now I'm the flabbergasted one. Anyone who knew Tyler would be.

"Syd,"

"Trevs."

All eyes were on us. Cole, the boy sitting next to me had a grin on his face. I could just swoon for his dimples right now.

"Why'd you guys change school's this late into the semester?" He asked loud enough for everyone to hear. Not that there was any noise, we had everyone's undivided attention. Even the teacher was quiet, waiting for our answer.

I clear my throat,"Well-"

"We set our former school on fire." Trevor blurts out, cutting me off. There were gasps and whispers. I look back at Trevor, raising a brow slightly. He waved me off. I almost forgot.

This bucket list stuff's changing us, or is it just an excuse to act out however we want to.

The bell rang and I didn't hesitate to hightail out of there. Not caring if Tyler and Trevor were right behind me. I didn't learn a single thing in that class.

The hallways began to get crowded up. We got a few side glances.

"I know you did that accidentally." Tyler accuses, coming up beside me with Trevor.

"Did what accidentally?" I feign confusion.

"There's no way you could sass a teacher like that. We just had to go with you on it." Trevor says, nodding his head.

"Who knew Tyler was that...bold." I change the subject, laughing softly. Trevor joins me and Tyler rolls his eyes.

"Let's just hope we don't have to introduce ourselves in our next classes. What class are we having next?" I ask.

Tyler didn't even have to look at the schedule."History."

"You couldn't have picked a worse way to start out a Monday morning, Tyler." Trevor sighs.