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You shiver wrapping your arms around your self. The light drizzle matching your mood perfectly, you hate having to move and start over, again, its not the first time but hopefully the last. The mini skirt you have to wear is black and red you don't mind the colors but the skirt...well that's a different story. You attend St.Johnstons prep academy, home of the snobby rich girls and jock boys who think there better then everyone else. You pull the Black Blazer you are wearing tighter around your lean frame, the material hugging your curves in all the right places and yet you hate it. It's all your dads fault if he had dent started drinking...well I guess I wont linger on the past nothing good comes of it. You look up just in time to see one of the neighbor boys walk up to his friends and start play fighting. You shake your head and walk to the door longing for the warmth inside. Your first class is on the second floor history with Mr.Cassum
He's weird and maybe a little crazy but okay, he's one of your favorite teachers. He's standing in front of the washboard he uses instead of a chalkboard, finishing the sentence he had started before you walked in. he looks up hearing you drop your bag to the floor and smiles.

"Miss Smith good morning" he greets you cheerfully. Upon hearing your name you snap out of your daze and look up and return his smile "Good morning Mr.Cassum how is your wife?" you ask and he laughs "She's fine I'll tell her you said hi" and then the bell rings and you sit down ready for class to start.

You let out a long sigh when third period is finally over and walk to your locker and dump your books in, and then start your long walk to lunch. You start to think about the boy next door he's cute with black hair that falls to his shoulders and frames his face, his eyes are green or brown but you don't know which. He is tall but no more then 5'8, not skinny but not fat either just a little chubby and a baby face to melt hearts. You were about to turn the corner when you bump into someone and go sprawling to the floor. You blush deeply and look up to see a boy about 6'0 standing above you he has short brown blonde hair and green eyes that stand out against his glass that are black with white rims. He looks at you with a smile and you start to collect his books and papers, you stand and hand him the papers noting how skinny he is and also noticing how much muscle he has.

You smile up at him "I'm so sorry" you say looking down at your feet, he laughs and smiles again "it's okay really I'm Mikey by the way" he holds out his hand to you and you shake it. "I'm Katie but my friends called me Kate" you smile politely and step back "So Kate where you headed?" he asks testing your name to see if you would correct him or not after all you said 'Friends'. "Lunch" you reply thinking about how not hungry you are and you pointlessly run a hand through you long brown-red hair letting it settle on your back in gentle waves you look at him with green eyes again as he chuckles "So am I you want to eat lunch with me today?". You smile and nod. And the two of you walk in to the cafeteria together........

Ummm that's it.....yep......well at least for now PLEASE R&R PLEASE PLEASE!!! sorry but please


By: Moonlights Angel