Nonexistent strings

Meeting the mysterious

I sighed, "I am sorry but so far, this day is starting to suck" I sticked out my bottom lip and slipped down into the seat, now being little compared to him.

Allan didn't answer back nor something came out of his mouth, instead he put his hand above mine and gently started to rub it with his fingers.

I smiled at nothing at all.

But I smiled.

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"Good morning class, sit down and take out your books" Mr Cooper, our physics teacher, said in the moment he entered in the classroom carrying all of his belongings and putting them on the desk.

I don't have any descriptions for him.

He is a middle aged man who teaches physics in a private high school. Nothing more to say.

"Before we begin the class, I have an announcement" He clapped his hands together walking around the room watching every student with his dark brown eyes.

"We have a new student, he is going to be here on this high school for the rest of the year and treat him as if you have known him your entire life," he stopped talking in the moment a beach blonde haired boy walked in the classroom catching everyone's attention when he made a dramatic entrance opening the door with a strong move, which made it bump with the wall on the back.

And who thinks he is? The king of Rome?

He had on dark sunglasses making it difficult to recognize if I have ever seen him on the city.

The black leather jacket, was unnecessary considering we live in the sunny Los Angeles. The black tight pants, how does he walk on them? Black plain shirt, he is going to sweat as much as when doing fifty abdominals without resting.

Basically, all his outfit was ridiculous.

And black-ish.

Maybe after one day here, he could learn how to dress.

Mr Cooper was taken back at how he just entered on the classroom as if he owned the place. Nonetheless, he put his glasses up further to his nose and opened his mouth to say something acting like the attitude of the boy didn't matter.

But knowing him since two years already, he was boiling on the inside.

"Students, this is Ross Lynch" he said signaling at the blonde boy standing in the middle of the class chewing bubble-gum.

That Ross guy took out his sunglasses and put them up on his head pulling back his hair with it.

Oh, that guy who smirked at me yesterday. The one next door.

Many of the girls were trying to catch his attention by making their face expression change dramatically to a seducing one. Biting their lips, wiggling their eyebrows, winking; were some of the things girls tried to make his eyes be on them. Including Eleanor, herself.

But he ignored them.

Hmm, maybe he is gay?

Yeah, he is handsome and really good-looking but something is off about that guy. Maybe if he dressed more as a normal person would be ten times better.