Imperfection.
- C H A P T E R T W O -
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High school - a bunch of teenagers forced together by the government to learn, but use it as a social event. The crazy years where we fall in love with a new person quicker than we buy new clothes, do stupid things, are addicted to social networking, obtain a lot different friends and lose just as many, have fights, get grounded, text too much, don't sleep enough, and all with the excuse that we are young. Every day we go through the same routine, which is then repeated over and over for several years until we get overly sick of it, reach a certain age and graduate, then spend a few weeks talking about how much we're going to miss it. That's high school, right?
In my case, I do what I want, get what I want, simply by flashing my breath-taking smile in the direction of a few important people. I am the girl that people bend over backwards to give her exactly what she wants. You know, that girl that you either love, or hate? Your first impression of me is the most important one. And I cannot wait for the day that I get out of here.
First class. New student.
"Oh look, fresh blood," Serena whispered to me, her eyes darting across the room to the unfamiliar boy walking through the door. He was tall but not too tall, and had a good build, but in a way that made his muscles only barely visible under his almost too-tight t-shirt. He wore long jeans and held his bag in his right hand. He was… perfect.
"Wow," that was all I could say. All I could think. I had no idea what was happening, but when I saw him, it felt like my whole body just exploded from the inside. It was like the whole world had just dropped off and there was nothing expect me and that gorgeous boy with the dark brown eyes.
The next thing I heard was Serena's understanding laughter. "Snap out of it Kaela! You're acting like a love- sick thirteen year old!"
I turned to look at her. Love-sick? I thought this over and then realised. Could it be possible that I… had a crush on this boy? No, that was an entirely impossible thought. Made no sense whatsoever. I don't like boys, they like ME. I didn't even know his name!
"Kaela! Wakey wakey! He's looking this way!" Serena slapped my arm. I looked over and saw that she was right, he was in fact looking in my direction, probably curious as to why I was staring at him. I gave him my best 'welcome-to-my-school' smile, and added a little suggestive wink to the end. He appeared to find this funny, and looked as though he was holding in a laugh. Oh. He then turned his attention to the teacher and walked over to show her his timetable, and introduce himself.
"I'm Jay, I'm new here," the way his lips moved as he said the words made me shiver.
Jay. His name didn't leave my mind all day.
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- Chapter Two, starting to see a bit of a story-line. For anyone who may not have read last chapter, 'Kaela' is pronounced 'Kay-ella'.
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