Moving in with the enemy...the player! (on hold)

Part 6

This school was awesome because they had this multi thingy lesson which was basically all projects about a thing, you could do any area about that thing. So when Mr Vincent said to get into a group of our choice and do a project on at least one area in this country and present the project when we like all of us linked our hands before he could even say go. The classroom burst with noise and we connected our desks grinning wildly at each other.

“So, what areas girls” Charlotte asked us.

“Chicago!” I put in quickly wanting to know more on my mom new area.

“Hollywood!” Shontelle said bouncing up and down in her seat out of sheer excitement

“LA, baby!” Nadine sung.

“Beverly Hills and New York” Summer said going off into dream land thinking about the juicy stories she could get out of them.

“Texas,” Christina said softly.

“And I want to do Florida!” Charlotte said “That’s 7 places; we’re all going to have to work hard,”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

“Very hard, but we can pull it off, can’t we girls?” I said

“To-ta-ly!” They all sang back at me in unison, okay I’m starting to think they go to each others houses and practice that.

I smiled at them as they all giggled at their apparently spontaneous unison word. 

“I’ll be in charge of Fashion in all the places!” Nadine called quickly, blurting it out with shimmering eyes; you could basically see the designs running through her head and fashion boards making themselves.

“I call entertainment” Yelled Shontelle clearly thinking about putting her dreams together with school work.

“News and gossip is mine” beamed Summer wiggling in her seat, probably with big headlines in her head already.

“Scenery and nature,” smiled Christina, sighing softly content on researching animals and nature that surrounded us.

“I’ll do people and history and Nessa you can do organization and extras,” Charlotte said taking charge with her loud and zappy personality. We all slumped back in our seats after sorting that all out, we smiled contently happy with getting the baseline of our project done.

I was pretty happy with my job, I loved organizing things and tweaking them to make them amazing. That’s why I was advents manager at my old school.

Mr Vincent walked over to our and leaned over the back of my chair and I was very aware of his beady eyes on my chest.

 We’re not going to lie and say he was ugly because he wasn’t. He didn’t have a fan club running from freshmen to seniors for nothing! He had tousled dark chestnut hair that was nearly black, hot chocolate pools for eyes that glinted in the sun. Mr Vincent had smooth peachy skin that was a bit on the pale side and soft rosy pink lip. He had a good sense of style as well. Right now he was wearing a tight plain black T-shirt and dark blue demin jeans with blacks vans to top it off.

“I expect a lot from you guys, are you going to be covering fashion?” He asked

“Yes, Mr Vincent.” Nadine replied sarcastically sweetly

“Well make sure to show the diversity of styles within our society. Like between teenagers that are high on the high school chain and business women,” He said missing Nadine’s sarcasm, in other words he wanted to see some slutty clothes in there as well so he could check us out.