Cue the spotlight, whispers, and stares. I could stand the talking and the spotlight effect that the stares caused but truthfully I don't think I deserved all of the attention I was getting.
Micajah Mcnair, the biggest playboy of our school walked up to me with a slight gleam of lust in his eyes. "Hey baby, are you new? 'Cause I'd love to show you around." He purred in my ear as his arm slipped around my waist. Letting out a deep sigh I stepped back and looked at him.
"Was that supposed to be seductive? Because if it was you really need to work on it more." I whispered hoping he didn't recognize me. Taking a step away from him in the original direction I was headed.
"Don't be like that, babe. Come on I just want to give the new girl a tour." He grabbed my hand and pulled me back against his chest. "I know you think I'm hot."
"How could I possibly find an arrogant ass hole like you attractive in anyway?" I mused out loud before my fist shot out and caught his jaw. "Don't touch me."
He yelled out once he felt the pain. "You fucking whore!" He called after me as a group of stuck up bitches crowded around him trying to soothe him. The old me would have walked back and hit him again for calling me a whore, but I was a changed person.
I got my schedule out of my bag and read over it again.
Annabella Morion; Sophomore; 16 years of age;
Classes:
First Period - Honours Biology; Room: 203
Second Period - Honours Earth Science; Room: 203
Lunch
Third Period - Computer Applications II; Room: 105
Fourth Period - Theatre Arts II; Room: Theatre Room and Auditorium
This was going to be an easy semester on a crappy block schedule. Having to sit in hour and a half classes sucked more then anything. Heading to my first period I sat at one of the black topped fire proof tables in the back of the class and pulled out a notebook and pen.
Doodling until the rest of my class filed in. That's when I heard a voice that I had longed to hear all summer. Brittany Rice. But she preferred to be called Brandon, his gender identification was against his actual gender. You could call him genderqueer.
Looking at him through my eye lashes I watched his lithe form glide into class and sit a desk away from me. "Hey, who's she?" He leaned over and asked the guy he had been talking to.
Glancing over at him I caught his gaze with mine. Looking away once he smiled at me, secretly his look made my heart flip-flop and butterflies appear in my stomach. I wanted him.
Silly me, I didn't tell you I was bisexual.
"I'm gonna go sit with her." He said to the guy, I realized it was Randy once I got a better look at him. He sat down next to me and I looked over at him with a blank expression. "Hi." Goddess even his voice turned me on.
I didn't open my mouth to respond to him. "Uhm. I'm Brandon, what's your name?"
Annabella. I wrote on my doodle paper. "Annabella, that's a pretty name for a pretty person." A blush appeared on my cheeks no matter how hard I had tried to stop it. "She blushes." He smiled and ran a thumb over my cheek. Looking away from him as the bell ringed, waiting for our teacher to appear.
The overcome system beeped. "Good morning students and welcome back. We have an announcement to make. All classes being held in room 203 are postponed for the time being. A sub will be sent down sometime in the next hour to watch you all. Have a nice day."
Damn, this meant I couldn't ignore the gorgeous creature beside me. "So....Are you new here?" He asked leaning into me with his arm on the back of my chair. No, I went here last year.
"I'm sorry, I just don't recognize your name or face."
"It's not your fault, you never gave me a second glance last year no matter how hard I tried to get your attention." I whispered into his ear not wanting to draw more attention to myself.
"Oh my god, you're Yellin' Bella." My eyes narrowed at his comment and I turned away. Not anymore. I scribbled before I got up and walked out of the class. "Annabella!" I heard his steps follow me as I walked down the hall and into the bathroom. "Stop, please. I'm sorry."
"I'm not that kid anymore." My voice broke slightly as I strained to hold back tears, my back facing him.
He turned me around and hugged me. "Please don't cry. I didn't mean anything by it...You just look so different now and I really like what I see." His hand rubbed my back a little before he stilled. "No bra." It wasn't a question, more of a statement.
"I don't like wearing under things."
He chuckled. "And it makes you that much hotter." Leaning in he kissed me gently.
Giggling once he pulled back I said, "You don't know how long I've been waiting for you to do that."
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This may be confusing at first but all you need to know is the Brandon is a girl, Annabella is bisexual and that this will all make sense in the end.
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Finding Philip - Chapter One
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