Love Sucks, By Suzanne.

Chapter 1 - 

This was it, a new school. Me and my mum travel about alot so you would think i would be used to it by now, but i'm not. I hate moving schools and making new friends.  It's horrible, but i just need to do it.  I got out my mums car and headed for the big iron school gates. I relised that everyone was pale white, which was weird but i never thought about it for too long. At that moment the bell rang, i ran over to what i thought was the office and told them my name and then i was out of there quicker than i went in.  I had English first. I walked to the classroom door and opened it quietly but it was no use, everyone's eyes were on me. I hated that too. I walked over to the teacher's desk.  

'Hi, my name is-'                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

'Ah, Summer Thomson. Welcome to Underbridge Acadamy, My name is Mr. Compton and I will be your English teacher for the next 2 years. Take a seat at the back of the class.'

'Um, okay.'

I walked nervously to the back of the class and sat down at the empty table with 2 chairs.  I couldn't concentrate on my work, I kept getting this strange feeling that someone was watching me but everytime i looked up everyone was doing their work. Maybe i was just hallucinating. I heard the door creak open, my head shot up to see the most beautiful person i had ever seen. He had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, he was medium height and wore jeans, a t-shirt and leather jacket. He walked over to a girl with long brown curly hair and sat down next to her. I tried to concentrate on my work but I had that feeling that i was being watched again and this time when i looked up he was staring at me. I looked away hoping he would look away as well but when i looked back up he was still staring at me, so i kept my head down for the rest of English.

The rest of the day was a blur because all i could think about was him. And i didn't even know his name.

Once i got home i quickly ran upstairs and got changed into a top and grey joggers. I lay on my bed and tried to rest my eyes for a few minutes, but it was no use, i just couldn't stop thinking about the boy that was in my English.  He was beautiful yet there was something about him that gave me the creeps, and i had to find out what that was.

'How was your first day of school then?' My mum asked breaking my train of thought.

'Mum! Don't you ever knock?' I said angrily.  'And it was fine for your information.' I added.

'I did knock, 3 times.' She replied.

'Oh.. Sorry. Anyway, im going to get some sleep. Night.' 

'Ok, night sweetheart.' She said, while turning the light off and closing the door.

I waited till i couldn't hear her footsteps anymore, then i put my bedside lamp on. It was only 7 o'clock so i thought i would listen to some music. I picked up my Ipod and plugged my earphones in. I put the volume down low and just lay there. I must have dozed off because i woke up with my music still playing. I switched it off and got up out my bed. I wandered lazily to the bathroom and turned the shower on, the next thing i knew my mum was knocking on the bathroom door. 

'What is it?' I asked sleepily.

'What are you doing up at this time?'

'I'm getting ready for school.' 

'Summer, it's midnight, go back to bed.' She said giggling to herself.

'Oh. Ok. Well night..' I said turning the shower back off and heading for my room again, oh how i felt stupid, i really need to start checking the time before i get up.