The New Girl

"Hey blondie!" a familiar, deep voice says behind me. I turn around to face the tall, muscular boy with the dark brown hair and emerald eyes that haunt me. Aidan. He strides towards me, followed by three other noticeably attractive males.

"What do you want" I ask, annoyance radiating towards the beautiful boy standing in my way.

"Ah, so she dares to speak," he says, a taunting look in his eyes.

"Frankly, I can do whatever the hell I want. And my name is Ashlynn, so quit pulling stupid nicknames out of your ass and move aside. I have places to be," I reply, pushing passed him.

"Don't walk away from me, blondie." He grips my shoulder.

Bad move, pretty boy.

I raise my knee up hard, right into the area where the sun does not shine. He groans and clutches his area in pain. He then looks up at me with a painful smile plastered on his gorgeous face. I narrow my eyes at him and turn to walk away.

"You will regret that," he grunts.

"Doubt it," I reply, flipping my hair over my shoulder as a dramatic effect and heading towards my first class of the day.