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Chapter 1: First Day of School, again...

โ€œEmma, sweetheart. You need to wake up.โ€ my mother said to me in her sweet voice with her hand on my shoulder.

โ€œ5 more minutes.โ€ I groaned back at her.

โ€œIt's the first day of school and you don't want to be late, do you now?โ€ she answered back in a motherly way. I fluttered my eyes open, adjusting to the light coming from the window next to my bed into my old light purple wall-painted bedroom.

โ€œI'm awake.โ€ I said still half asleep.

โ€œOkay, honey.โ€ she said as she walked out the door. I got up and walked over to my closet, I grabbed a pair of shorts that were black but mixed up with a bit of white and a red tank top. I threw them onto my bed and went in the bathroom. I turned the shower on and then stripped out of my clothes. I threw the dirty clothes into the laundry hamper and went in the shower. I let the warm water soothe my tan skin. Once I finished my shower I wrapped myself in a towel and walked out to get to my bedroom. I went to my dresser and grabbed a pair of panties and a matching black bra. I slipped them on then put on the clothes I had thrown onto my bed before going in the shower. I went back to the bathroom and blow dried my black curly hair and then straightened my cute fringe. Then I grabbed my make-up bag and put on some black mascara on my long eyelashes as then added some pink lip gloss on my pink lush lips. I put on a pair of silver hoop earrings and then took a last look before getting my bag and going downstairs.

โ€œBreakfast, honey?โ€ my mom asked while holding a plate of eggs and bacon in front of her. I could never reject eggs and bacon. I sat down and started eating.

โ€œWhere's dad?โ€ I asked my mom while I still had some food in my mouth.

โ€œRemember, he had to work late last night so now he is sleeping in.โ€ she answered back and I nodded because I had a mouth full of food and couldn't talk. I finally finished so I ran out the door into my car and drove to school.

My parents work for a business that makes us travel a lot. I have been to 9 different schools and today was my school number 1O. I am not a shy kind of person, I can make friends easily but I don't because I that if I get to close I would get sad all over again when my mom and dad say that I have to pack up and move. But this school, this place was different. Miami, Florida. The town I grew up in. I had 3 of the best-est friends you could have before I had to move away, I was about 12 or 13 years old. Katie Lyster and Taylor Wind, my best girl friends and Jordan Heal, my best guy friend. I had a huge crush on Jordan back then, it was adorable. I was hoping to see one of them at school today.

Once I had arrived to school, I went to the school's office and there was a lady there who looked young. She also seemed like she hated this job.

โ€œYes?โ€ she asked while looking down at her nails.

โ€œHi, my name is Emma Smith. I'm new here.โ€ I said nicely and she looked up at me and I smiled. She didn't smile back.

โ€œWait over there until Mrs. Bree calls you in.โ€ she said pointing to a wooden bench in the corner of the room. I walked over to the bench and the lady got up and walked over to a door that said Principal Bree on it and said โ€œEmma Smith is here, she is the girl who just moved from California.โ€ The rude lady completely changed, it was so weird. She talked so nice and sweet to umm... what was her name? Oh yeah! Mrs. Bree. Miss Rude Lady smiled to Mrs. Bree and then turned around to look at me with no smile on her face at all what-so-ever. โ€œShe is ready to see you, Miss Smith.โ€ she said and I got up and walked towards her. I entered the room and saw a lady who was a bit fat and had short black hair. She didn't look mean like most of the other school principals I have met.

โ€œSit, please.โ€ she said in a kind voice and I sat down in a leather black chair in front of her wooden desk. โ€œHello, I am Mrs. Bree, the principal and you must be Emma Smith.โ€ she said to me and I nodded. โ€œHere is your schedule, I will get someone to help you around the school and show you to your locker.โ€

โ€œThank you,โ€ I said as she handed me my schedule and she smiled to me so I smiled back. She got up from her chair and opened the door. She let out one of her hands showing me out the door so I walked out and she walked behind me. The lady from before saw us and she quickly put a fake smile on her face as Mrs. Bree walked up to her and told her something.

Mrs. Bree then told me to sit down and wait. So I sat down on the wooden bench again and waited. Mrs. Bree and the lady were talking and then someone knocked on the door that was already open and said โ€œYou called me here.โ€

โ€œOMG!โ€ we both yelled as we saw each other and hugged.

โ€œI'm guessing, you two ladies know each other.โ€ Mrs. Bree said with a chuckle.

โ€œYes!โ€ we both yelled and hugged again.

โ€œOh my god, Emma! It's been like forever!โ€ she exclaimed.

โ€œI know right! I missed you so much!โ€ I said so happy and excited.

โ€œI missed you too!โ€ she said as she hugged me again.

โ€œKatherine, may you please show Miss Emma to her locker and her next class?โ€ Mrs. Bree asked Katie. I smirked when she said Katherine because Katie used to hate it when people called her by that name. She saw me smirk and she elbowed me in the arm.

โ€œYes, Mrs. Bree.โ€ Katie replied.

โ€œThank you Miss Lyster.โ€ she answered back as we walked out the door with our arms hooked together.

โ€œWe have to catch up! Come to my house after school?โ€ Katie asked me.

โ€œYes!โ€ I yelled back.

โ€œOkay, now what is your locker number and combination?โ€ she asked.

โ€œLocker 357 and I am not telling you my combination.โ€ I answered back. We walked over to my locker and I put some books in. I took out my schedule and showed it to Katie and she said she had almost all the same classes as my except for Spanish and Math. I was in an advanced class in Math and Katie already knew Spanish so she takes French. We checked what classes we had next and we both had English class. We were late. Katie opened the door and said โ€œSorry, I'm late. I had to show the new girl around.โ€

โ€œThanks.โ€ I said sarcastically to Katie and only loud enough for her to hear. I went up to the teacher and he told me find a seat. I sat down and Katie was sitting on my right while some guy with dark brown hair was sitting on my left with his head on the desk wrapping his arms around his head so I couldn't see his face.

โ€œWell, why don't you introduce yourself and tell us something about you Miss Smith.โ€ the teacher said. I stood up from my chair and introduced myself like he said. Everyone turned around to look at me except for that one guy next to me who still had his head in his arms.

โ€œHi, my name is Emma Smith and-โ€ I got cut off as the guy next to me jolted up and scared me. Oh my god! I... I couldn't... How could... How was this possible? It looked at him up and down as he looked at me up and down. It was him: Jordan Heal.

I was speechless.

 

Jordan's P.OV.

 

I hated English class so I just kept my head down in my desk and wrapped my arms around my head so no one could see my face. The class door opened and I heard Katie come in the class and say that she had to show the new girl around. I really didn't give a fuck so I kept my head down in my desk. Katie and I had recently broke up after being together for 3 years so I'm honestly not quite over her yet. But sometimes it made me feel better knowing that I could get any other girl in the school because I was Jordan Heal, the captain of the football team. I heard someone take the seat next to me and I assumed that it was Katie because that was her usually seat.

โ€œWell, why don't you introduce yourself and tell us something about you Miss Smith.โ€ Mr. Treflee said. I heard the chair from the desk next to me move and heard a familiar voice say,

โ€œHi, my name is Emma Smith and-โ€ I instantly reacted when I heard her name. I looked up and the girl standing right in front of me. I... I couldn't... She couldn't really... How was this even possible? My first ever crush, standing right in front of me: Emma Smith.

I was speechless. 

Chapter 2: Curiosity & Awkwardness

Emma's P.OV.

 

โ€œMiss Smith,โ€ the teacher said. I completely forgot that I was standing up with the whole class watching me.

โ€œOh, sorry. Ummm... So, my name is Emma Smith. I'm new here and just moved from California. And umm... yeah.โ€ I said.

โ€œOkay, thank you Emma, you may take your sit.โ€ Mr. Treflee said and then started teaching today's lesson.

โ€œPsst...โ€ Katie whispered to me. I turned towards her. โ€œWhat the hell was that between you and Jordan?โ€ she whispered to me making sure that he couldn't hear.

โ€œI have no freakin' idea,โ€ I said and then faced back to the teacher. I didn't say anything or even look at Jordan during the rest of the class but I couldn't stop thinking about him. I just couldn't stop! He is so freakin' hot! I couldn't help but wonder if he likes me as much as I like him because he looked at me exactly as I did to him.

I thought about the good times we had together when we were kids and then the school bell rang taking me away from my thoughts. I packed my stuff and tried to avoid eye contact with Jordan. I don't know why I did that though. I finished packing up my things and realised that Jordan and I were the only people left in the classroom.

โ€œHey,โ€ Jordan finally said. I turned around and faced him.

โ€œHey,โ€ I said back. There was a moment of silence but then Jordan spoke up.

โ€œSo, it's been a while.โ€ he said.

โ€œYeah, I just moved back on last week. Umm...

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