Love Sees No Color

Meeting The Bad Boy

I walk into math class only to be stared at. Most of the guys were practically drooling and the girls were giving me looks.

"You Must be Jacee." The teacher who is called Mr.Dawson said in a nasally voice

"Yeah, that's me..." I said, fixing the strap of my bookbag.

"Ok Jacee, sit anywhere you'd like." Mr Dawson said while writing something on the board.

  

I looked around the classroom to find an empty desk in the back of the class room and made my way over there. Sitting down, I began tapping my pencil quietly on my desk and bit my lip trying to pay attention to what the teacher is teaching but this kid across the room is checking me out. Finally the bell rings and I unsuccessfully made my way to my locker and put in my combination and pulled but it didn't open. For about three minutes I was violently yanking on the locker door until someone came and leaned on the locker next to me.

"Need help?" A deep husky voice asked me. I turned around to see the same guy that was staring at me in math class.

"Uhhh yeah, my locker isn't opening...for some reason." I said looking at his face. He's actually pretty cute. He has brown eyes, dark brown hair, both his ears pierced and from the smirk he was giving me, he has dimples. Then all of a sudden he bangs on my locker door.

"Ok now try." He said, shoving his hands in his pant pockets. I put in my combination and pulled and it opened.

"Oh my goodness thank you!" I smiled at him.

"My name's Xavier by the way." He said holding out his hand

"Jacee." I said grabbing his hand and shaking it.

"I think we're going to be great friends." He said with a genuine smile.