Ms. Boy Crazy Virgin meets Mr. Vain Jerk

Chapter 1

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"Oh, yeah! That one is breakfast, and the one in blue is lunch, then dinner, midnight snack... Oh! Maybe I can have the others for merienda in between those meals." I sighed dreamily as I pointed those guys I like to my friend, Yssa. There are so many of them that they didn't fit into my 'menu' for the day. Some are jocks, some are cute nerds, some are emo guys. In short, just about every type of guys that exist in opur community.

Yssa just laughed at me who keeps categorizing guys as if they're meals. "You forgot dessert."

"Gosh, you're right! How can I forget that? Must be the side effect of being surrounded by this super hotnesses." I said with a huge grin.

"Hotnesses? Is that even a word?" Yssa chuckled.

"As of now, yes. What can I do, I'm a genius."I replied, not even taking my gaze off of the crowd below us.

There are so many students loitering around the area since our high school is celebrating its 100th year. The school is huge. The main building has four connected sides, which forms a quadrangle in the middle, with six floors for classrooms and other facilities. Behind the main building are four more buildings for special classes, a field, a gym and a garden. You probably thinks that it's too much for a school but hey, when your school hosts more or less than ten thousand students, it's just necessary.

People from three different towns go here even if it's not the only school in the area. It's just that the location is more convenient.

On a normal day, Yssa and I will surely be in one of those buildings behind because we're part of the special classes. But in days like this, we're free to roam around and go boy hunting.

You probably think by now that I'm crazy about boys or that I'm a slut. I'm not. Well, not really... Okay, maybe just a little boy crazy but certainly not a slut.

"Sean is heading this way," Yssa whisper-yelled while tugging my arm.

"where?" I whisper-yelled back, slightly panicking. Sean Prescott is my number one crush at school. He plays for the school's soccer team. He fits the description tall, dark and handsome very well. Not to mention those sexy messed up hair, deep brown eyes, and dimpled smile of his, which every sane girl would love to touch and see up close.

"Look at your right," she said softly.

I did what she said and saw my superbly gorgeous boyfriend. Yeah! He's my boyfriend. But the sad thing is, he doesn't know that he is.

Well, a girl can dream, right?

Every girl in the hallway follow his every move with their eyes. Okay, not really every girl but most of us anyway.

He looks so serious while walking. He doesn't even notice the girls who were eye shagging him.

I smiled sweetly at him. And I almost died when he smiled back at me and gave a little wave.

Oh my god! Am I dreaming? Sean, my not-aware-of-it boyfriend, smiled and waved at me? Did God finally answered my prayers? Yay!

I am ready to run towards him and hug him when he walked faster towards us. The mere thought of him approaching me had me glued on where I'm standing. His grin getting wider with every step. I am already hyperventilating inside as he neared us.

"Man! You didn't tell me you're coming today," Sean said as he walked past us. My heart dropped when I realized that the smile and that little wave he did aren't directed to me at all. It's for somebody else. Unfortunately, that somebody else is right behind me.

"Grey practically drag me here when my mom told him to show me around and get me familiarized with the school before I start on monday. I'd rather stay in my room and play my new video games though," said a beautiful, deep voice. Chuckling, he added, "It's so hot here that I can feel my skin getting burned."

I felt goosebumps all over my arms when I heard that beautiful, deep voice so, I decided to turn around and see the owner of it.

My jaw dropped and my eyeballs almost popped out when I saw the guy before me.

It's as if I came face to face with an apparition. He's nothing like anyone I've ever seen in my sixteen years of existence.

His short, brown, wavy hair that falls just a little above his eyes, his thick eyebrows and lashes, his expressive coal black eyes, the perfect nose, and those oh so red, kissable and inviting lips of his that makes me wanna drool twenty four seven. He's also tall, fair skinned and...

"Hey, miss!" I felt someone tapped my shoulder and I saw the 'apparition' a feet away from me.

"Here," he handed me a tissue. And I just stared at it.

"What's this for?"

"To keep your drool to yourself. It's kinda disgusting y'know." he said, smirking.

I felt my cheeks burn. My mouth opens and closes like a fish but it seems like I lost the ability to form sentences. "Jerk!" that was all I'm able to say before I run off with my friend.