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Chapter One.
I push through the doors and try to take it all in. Kids rush around me, barely noticing the "new freak." The girl with the frizzy hair and bad make up. They don't notice the girl who needs it the most. I keep walking, walking, walking. Trying to point me feet straight, keep my hair in place, and clothes in uniform. Obviously more concerned about how I look than where I’m going. With horror and, mostly, surprise I realize I've smacked into a wall, and fallen on the floor. Of course that's when everyone notices me. They all crowd and laugh, evilly, grinning. Except for one person. I see him push through the crowd, and suddenly, I'm on my feet being guided away, into a classroom.. The boy guides me to a desk where he pulls the chair out prompting me to sit.
"Hi, my name is Tristan." His voice is deep and gentle. It's welcoming and happy, and that's when I finally got a good look of him. He has light brown wavy hair, and soft brown eyes. His lips are gentle and form a beautiful white smile.
"Hey, I'm Lorelai." I said shyly.
"So do enjoy smashing your face into walls or something?" By now people are beginning to file into the classroom. Girls flutter in instantly greeted by the guys.
"Not really, even though it's a common, reoccuring thing for me." Tristan just barely had a chance to laugh before a teacher began addressing the class.
"Good morning imbusiles I guess I have to call my class!" He exclaimed, I assumed jokingly since the entire class giggled like little two year olds.
"Good Morning Mr. Hunter!" the class replied still giggling.
"Now students, we have a new geek in our class!" What kind of freak teacher calls his students geeks..? "Miss Lorelai Gilmore!" That was when he finally lost their attention. They all plainly turned away from the "geek", and began conversing with each other.
I sat back down in my seat feeling a bit ignored, but that's what I had expected. Tristan just smiled at me. That was the moment that I realized, he just HAS to be the most popular kid in the school. Why was he paying any attention to me? Girls were staring at him, and the guys were constantly demanding his attention. Why was I so special to him right now? What the actual f*ck?
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