Devils child

Devils child

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 30, 2016
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I was the average teen in sports, clubs, had a boyfriend, best friends, and enemies. what i never thought would happen to me would be that a new kid would come and he would be the devils child. it was the first day of the new quarter and this boy walked into my french class tall, jet black hair, and built. when the girls got a site of him you could hear whisper about him and how they want him to be their friend or more. the boys were saying how they wanted him to be there friend or on there sport team. but i didn't pay any attention to i just finished to notes on the screen. but the teacher told us to stop so that he could introduce himself. "hi you most be the new student" he nods "well tell us your name and were you transferred from" "hi my name is Chad Malchest and i just came back from Florida" he looks at me with soulful eyes "there's a chair next to Amy can you rays your hand" when i do he walks over to me and sit down "so what are we doing today..."he wait for my name and for me to tell him what we're doing today. "i'm Amy and i really don't no we just started today" smile then turns back to the front of the class."Amy will you sure your book with chad please thank you" "yes Mr. Morcey" i lean over to let him look at my book and to see the notes that we have stared to take. as Mr. Morcey explains what we're going to learn for the week i notice that chad was watching what i was doin and how ever girl had there eye on him. but not paying any attention i took out my phone to see what Brady had to say about the new kid in school. but he didnt seem to have a problem with it. that and it as all over Christianas blog on Nova. by the time me and Brady got done texting the bell had rang and all the girls wanted know if they could walk him to his next class and the hall out side was filled with girls trying to get to him. when i got out my friends where waiting there for me so that we could go to our next class together.
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Completed, but under editing and rewriting. Situation and diction may change, but not the storyline or character. *** "W-when d-did t-they b-build a w-w all on t-the h-hallway?" I asked no one in particular. I rubbed my head with my eyes shut to ease the pain that shot through my head. The sound of laughter made me freeze with my hand on my head. I opened my eyes, slowly. Three handsome boys were staring at me. No, two of the boys were trying to stifle a smile while one of the boys was staring blankly at me. Rude much? It seemed he was the one I hit and not a wall. Thanks Mary for stating the obvious. I stared at his chest probably because he was taller than I am and I had to look up to meet his face. His abs were visible through the blue shirt he wore. Staring at abs in this situation. Oh God! I'm weird. "First you get to be called a wall, interesting. And now, she is checking you out. It isn't fair. Why do you always get the beautiful ones?" One of the boys groaned. I blushed. I was checking a guy out. Wait, What? Did I just blush? Kill me! "I- I m seery, I debt mean to hat you." What did I just say? This couldn't get any worse. The boys looked shocked even the mute handsome boy looked a little bit surprised. Why did I keep calling him handsome? "I-I'm s-sorry I h-hit you, I d-didn't mean to," that sounded better. "Oh," one of the boys said. Oh! Indeed. I was expecting a reply, but the handsome boy in front of me refused to talk. Is he dumb or deaf? "I am Tom. And I am not dumb nor deaf," he said and walked away. I didn't say that aloud, did I? Guess I did. "You did, baby girl," one of the two boys said an. He waved at me dragging his smirking friend with him. That was embarrassing.

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