Diana's P. O. V
"Yeah Mum! Am going to be fine! No need to get worried. "I yell back at my mum whose standing by the school gate. I do not have the best yelling voice, it sounded a bit hoarse and got me some weird glances.
Gosh she cares too much! She's still standing there I almost thought she'd bring a banner with her.
"Are you sure you're with your lunch?."My mum asked, her hands on her hips.
"For the tenth time! Here! It's in my bag... "I said while I searched my bag, but couldn't find it inside.I suddenly remembered I dropped it on the kitchen table.
Oh no!
"Um... "I said, placing my hand behind my head nervously scratching it.
"Diana... "my mum stressed disappointedly crossing her arms over her chest, having that smug look on her pretty face.
"I'll buy at the cafeteria."I said in my defence, the last thing on Earth I wanted was my mum bringing my lunch to school on my first day.
Infact any day!
"I can get it for you."mum said bursting her momma attack. Her strong defensive eyes, those caring eyes I can barely refuse.
"It's fine!."I quickly said before she can have her way with me.
"I know the ropes of these schools."I jovially say, while adjusting the straps of my bag.
"Really?."She asked raising an eye brow up.
"Yup."I nodded. Giving her a reassuring look. She looks almost convinced actually.
"Okay! Be safe!."she yelled from the gate then blew me a kiss, I took a quick survey, no one looking in my direction, I quickly caught it.
She waved at me again, she was always very emotional about my first days at new schools, I waved back and turned around. Taking in the new school in front of me.
"You can do this Diana."I told myself before stepping inside.
This school isn't like the others I've been to, simply put it's not public, a rich family owns it. And it's way more expensive than any other school I've been to.
I swayed my long black hair, the best thing I've been privileged to maintain and walked into the school.
I held my physics textbook in one hand and the class schedule in the other.
The decor was beautiful, I looked to the patio, and noticed a water fountain. The lockers were all voice command and thumb print operated.
In order words no one to stuff mice in my locker!
Cass was a bully at my old school, but luckily me and my mom moved. My mum's a travel agent, so we're always moving from one city to the other.
So, I guess I never really get new kid phobia as I call it.
Amidst my thoughts, I walk into an open locker and hit my head. Classic.
Before I can say anything, a brown haired, blue eyed boy closed the locker, his locker and walked away.
Am not sure he noticed me though, butas he walked by I could have sworn his hair was flying with the wind, but in slowed motion. I gazed at him for moments till he disappeared into a group of people.
No! No! No! This cannot be happening to me! I can't imaging getting a crush! Not now, am only fifteen! I knew I shouldn't have worn my lucky socks today!
Bell rings!
"History class..."I said after glancing at the class schedule.
I found the class and was surprised, only thirteen students including myself offer history.
At my old school everyone does history, it's kind of like a tight pack of sardines.
I sat in the middle row, humming a song, till two girls take their seats beside me.
"Hi"I said being the friendly cloud I was, about to rain niceness to them all. They waved back not saying anything to me.
Bummer.
I was bringing out my books from my bookbag when the blue eyed boy walked in. My emotions were stolen, the book falling out of my hand brought my mind back to reality.
I bent down to pick it up, but touched the hand of an angel.
I looked up to see him, his face closer to mine, his lovely scent, I was taking it in.
He picked it up and placed it on my table before I could even speak. He then took a seat behind me, and I started sweating under my armpits.
The teacher walked in and am the only one who stood up to greet him!
Michael's P. O. V
Another year to be the best again! And another year to pick a new one, the season outta be ready.
While walking into school, I see this short blonde with a nice body frame and am like... "YEAH!!!"
I walk over to the prey, but before I can get to her a brunnete waves to me. And my head spins and my body yells.
"HELL YES!"
I can see it, she's hot, nice height, round behind, everything, but the face...a bit of a fixer upper.
While approaching the target, the bell rings, and everyone heads to class, I sigh and join.
Can't be a straight A student without actually going to class...or can you?. I slammed my locker and left for the class.
As I walked into the class, I lock eyes with someone, someone I've never seen before. She's got the prettiest set of deep brown eyes, and lovely Black hair.
I blink twice at her, and my heart stopped, there's fireworks in my head. My brain begins to malfunction and all I could say was...
"WOAH."
I see an empty seat behind her and break a mischievous grin.
While heading towards the seat, her book falls out of her hand.
I bent down to help her pick it up, and her hand is placed on mine. I can feel a line of sweat on my forehead.
WTF! Get your head in the game!
I pick up the book and look above, she's beautiful...for a girl that is.
Think fast! A pick up line to fit this situation! Nothing comes to mind, so I decide to leave her guessing.
I drop the book on the table and sit behind her, admiring the hair.
I'd love my fingers to get entangled in that hair any day, I stretch my hand forward to feel it, but then the oddest thing happens.
The black haired girl stood up and...it's like she's saying hello to the teacher.
Whaaaaat in the hell does she think she's doing!
The teacher liked that and made it a to do thing before class can start.
"Minus one"I said under my breath, she's loosing points fast.
She sits down, the upside of the situation, she gave me a view of her body.
And I'll admit, not too bad.
I pushed my seat and locker forward and started kicking her seat. I take it that she can't feel, because she blatantly ignored me.
So I take a different approach, "Black hair! Brown eyes!"I yell out to her, and threw a pencil at her.
Diana's P. O. V
What a way to make a debut on your first day, so eventful. I sat back down, not wanting to look at the beautiful distraction behind me.
I was planning on burying my head in shame, but felt a kick from behind.
I knew instantly who it was.
"Maybe it's a mistake, don't make a fool out of yourself and look back."I said.
But another kick followed, and yet another and another.
"What does he want? "I asked myself.
The two girls noticed my mumbling and shifted some inches away from me. I goofily smiled at them, trying not to look awkward.
At last the kicking stopped, I felt relived, but then I heard his voice. I could drown hearing that voice.
"Black hair! Brown eyes!" He called, I knew exactly what to do.
Push ignore!
I put on a straight face, am new and can't get distracted.
The calling stopped, I relaxed better now, and focused.
But the next thing I knew was a pencil flying across the side of my face.
I stopped about to look back but the teacher looked behind first.
He stared at me, everyone did, I bit my cheek, and the seat kicking continued from the blue eyed boy.
"Are you fine Miss Netwood?"he asked raising up a brow. I could feel harsh stares from every corner.
"Bathroom please!"I awkwardly yelled.
