Runway Geek (on hold)

The not so empty seat

this is my first story so i hope you like it 8)

Oh and I don't have an editor so there might be alot of mistakes so sorry in advance.

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Miranda's POV

I walked into my home room with about one minute to spare I imagined myself looking like death since I was almost late again. As I looked for my seat in the sea of desks there was a guy sitting in the seat next to mine I couldn't see what he looked like because he had his back turned to me. I set my books down waiting for the announcements to come on I took out my journal looking for an empty page, as I flipped through the pages I could feel someone staring at me I looked up to see the guy watching me draw. I opened my mouth to say something but nothing came out I was lost in his amazing amber brown eyes tracing the beautiful gold and brown mixture with my eyes.

The guy suddenly spoke "wow your really good" he said in admiration "she's beautiful" I blushed immediately looking down to see what drawing he was referring to and could feel my cheeks heat up as I saw what I had drawn it was a self portrait of what I what I saw rather than what everyone else did. The girl in the picture was anything but beautiful yet still grotesquely intriguing with her numerous cracks resembelling those of a broken porceline doll and tear stained cheeks.

He cleared his throat "oh yeah um hi I'm Noah." He said it in such a way it was like a million the butterflies were dancing in my stomach. I looked in his eyes again but quickly looked away before I got lost in them again.

I finally spoke "er um I'm Miranda and th-th-thanks I guess" I said feeling another blush creeping its way up my neck. "Uh um are you new here?" I asked dumbly of course he was new here he wouldn't be talking to you otherwise you idiot.

"yeah I am actually I just moved here from texas" he said with a heart melting smile.

Just then out of the corner of my eye I saw Makayla sauntering over her overly colorful outfit and cheaply bleached blonde hair her roots showing through with full force. She didn't look like it but Makayla was the number one slut and bitch in our school with nothing better to do then make people's live a living hell or so I've heard.

She came up and tapped Noah on the shoulder "Hi there" she said with an over enthusiastic smile and wave. "well you must be new here because I'm sure I'd remeber I'd remember a face like yours" she said with a wink. Then she looked my way "oh hi Marilyn right? the girls were just saying how much they wanted to sit with you and I could show Noah here around you know give him the grand tour" she giggled as she twirled he hair and bit her lip trying to be faking a smile in my direction.

"Well I-I-I uh I um" I stuttered not knowing how to reply.

Noah noticing my discomfort "actually I was going to have Miranda here show me around but thanks for the offer" he said dismissively. I looked back at Makayla who was in utter shock that he had actually just declined her offer. For a second she looked as if she was about to tear me to shreds then quickly replaced it with another fake smile before prancing back to her seat.

Noah looked at me "so what do you say?'

"What do I say about what?" I asked utterly confused

He smiled "about showing me around."

"Oh you were serious about that?" I said immeadiately feeling heat rush to my cheeks.

"yeah I was actually I mean you don't have to if you don't want to I don't want to make you late or anything" he said flashing me another heart melting smile.