Hard To Get.™

Chapter 1 - I always get what I want.

“Excuse me.” I said trying to get her attention. She slowly looked at me revealing her thick glasses. “I’m a new student here, uh, Destiny Monroe?”

She looked at me for a few more moments then started typing something in on her computer. Does she talk?

“Ah, Miss Monroe, we’ve been expecting you!” She said, finally speaking. “Here’s your schedule,” She handed me a small paper similar to Danielle’s. “Hope you have a great year at Highland High School!”

“Thank you.” I said, leaving the office.

I walked down the wide hallways looking for my locker, still getting stares. After what seems like forever, I found my locker. I turned the lock, putting in the numbers ’12-26-19’. When I heard the ‘click‘, I pulled my locker open. The locker was spatless, looks brand new. After putting away my bag, I went to find my first period class.

After 10 minutes, I was getting frustrated. I couldn’t find this class to save my life. An officer was coming this way, so I decided to stop & ask for help.

“Excuse me. Uhm, I’m trying to find room C114. Can you tell me where it is?”

“Yeah, you turn down that hall,” He said pointing right. “then make a left & that’s where every class in ‘C’ should be.”

“Thank you so much!” I said walking off.

“No problem.” He hollered after me.

At this point, the hallways were always completely empty. GREAT! I’m late to class on the first day.

I finally found the class. Chemistry. I drew a deep breath & pushed the door open. Every eye fell completely on me.

“Uh-Uh, H-Hi. Sorry I’m late. I-I’m new.” I said getting nervous all of a sudden. I’m not shy, but when everyone is looking at you, it’s kind of hard not to be.

The teacher looked at me then said, “Oh yes, you must be Misses Monroe. I’m Mrs.Skipper & I will be your teacher this year. Take a seat in the back beside Mr.Young.”

I looked around. “Who is that?”

“Mr.Young, please raise your hand.” Said Mrs.Skipper.

A carmel-skinned boy raised his hand. I took the time to examine his face as I walked to the very back of the class. He had big dark-brown eyes, they were to die for! They were brought out by his long thick eyelashes. He also had plump, lucious lips. They were a light pink color, & they looked soft!

I finally got the my seat & set my things under it & resumed listeing to the teacher. I felt a pair of eyes staring at me, so I scanned the class until landing on the boys’ next to me. As soon as he noticed me noticing him staring at me, he quickly turned back to the front of the room.

Did I have something on my face? He was staring pretty hard.

Lunch Time

My other 3 classes after that were pretty easy to find. That boy was in a couple more & he kept staring, freaking me out. But I’m not gonna lie, he was a piece of eye candy!

Come lunch time, I had no one to sit with. I scanned to cafeteria room searching for a table. That’s when I spotted my brother, Craig. He was with a bunch of jocks, his dancing group I assume?

I quickly walked over there & greeted him. “Hey Craig.” I said with a grin.

He turned around, causing the other 10+ jocks to turn around. “Hey, wassup Dee?” He said matching my grin.

“Nothin’, looking for a place to sit.” I said faking a frown. The table exploded in laughter. Including Craig. What the heck was so funny?

“She’s adorable.” Said one of the guys, causing everyone to look at him. That’s when I saw, him. I’m not sure of his name yet.

“Hey, don’t talk about my sister like that in front of me.” He said semi-joking. “But you can sit with us Dee.”

I grinned. “YAY! Thanks bro!”

Everyone turned back to their trays & conversations except him. He just stared at me.

Does this boy have a staring problem?

*

After my last period class, I found myself getting lost. Again. I was in this long hallway that was desserted completely.

“Lost?” Said a deep, raspy voice.

I turned around to be met with him. Jeez, this boy is giving me the creeps.

“Uh, y-yeah, I’m looking f-for the entrance.” I said studdering.

He just laughed & continued walking towards me. “Yeah, you are very far from there.”

I looked around. “Yeah, I’m just gonna-” I started walking past him, only to be pinned against the wall.

“You’re sexy, you know that, right?” He said in a low, deep voice into my ear.

I was so scared I couldn’t even respond.

“And you’re fuckable.” He said, still whispering in my ear. He started rubbing my lower thighs, slowly going up, as he kissed my neck. Yeah, he’s never going to find my soft spo-

“Ah,” Shit’! That was NOT supposed to happen.

He looked up at me & smirked. He put his lips back to my ear & whispered, “I always get what I want.“

Then he disappeared into the hallway leaving me stunned.

Him – 1
Me – 0

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