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Pen Your Pride

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Sara and I rode to school together the next day, and i can feel my heart pounding as we walked into Oxford. Someone from the admin office briefed us on basic rules and regulations which we already heard about when we enrolled over the summer, and handed us booklets of those said rules. We also found out that we were the only transferees in the senior year., which made me feel even more anxious. Good thing Sara and I were assigned in the same section.

First period was English and as expected, Sara and I had to go up in front of the class to introduce ourselves to everyone.

"Hi everyone, I'm Eleanor Calder. Please be nice to me," I said, smiling at the see of new faces. Everyone suddenly started whispering after I said my name, which I thought was strange.

"Huh. All right, Miss Calder. Can you please tell us?-" Ms. Reyes broke off when the classroom door suddenly burst open. I gasped as the Gangster Guy from yesterday, wearing white sneakers with his school uniform, walked into the classroom.

"Ah, Mr. Tomlinson, late for the first day of school, I see," Ms. Reyes remarkes.

"Where do I sit?" Gangster Guy asked gruffly. Ms. Reyes checked her seating chart. "Your assigned seat is next to Miss Eleanor Calder, one of our new students." She turned to me and said, "You may sit down now." I walked back to my seat.

Gangster Guy eyed me with disbelief and sat down next to me. I couldn't believe it; he was pulling out his cell and texting in class. Is he really that rude? I suddenly felt my phone vibrated in my pocket, waited until Ms. Reyes was facing that blackboard, and snuck a peek at my phone.

"Han, please."

I gasped and looked at my seatmate. "You're Louis? That annoying guy who was texting me yesterday?!"

His eyes went wide and then smirked. "Well. You really weren't lying when you said I got the wrong person. You look nothing like Hannah. She's a lot prettier than you, for starters. And you actually had the nerve to pretend to be her. I can't believe you made me look like an idiot yesterday. I was waiting at the coffee shop for hours."

I glared at him. "You know, I did tell you to get lost and stop bothering me. While I was pretending to be 'Han'," I said, adding quotes around the nickname, "I never said anything about meeting you. It was your fault you decided to go there anyway."

"Hey, you fooled me into thinking you were her, so I'm still going to get back at you for that. You're new here and it's not going to be hard for me to make your life difficult."

He was really getting on my nerves now.

"Make my life difficult?" I hissed at him. "Great way to welcome someone new. And how on Earth did you get my number anyway?"

He closed his eyes and smirked again. "That doesn't matter. I'm gonna take care of that guy later for giving me the wrong number."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "You're going to 'take care of that guy later.' Looks like you're really a charming guy. No wonder Han broke up with you."

He opened hi eyes and glared ay me. "You don't know anything about me or Han, and you better shut up right now, or I'll-"

"Is there a problem over there, Miss Calder, Ms. Tomlinson?" Ms. Reyes's voice broke into our argument. Great. What a way for me to make an impression the first day of school. "No Miss everything's fine," I replied , keeping my gaze ahead. I was determined to stop paying attention to Gangster Guy. My impression about him was right. He barely knew me and he already threatened to ruin my life in school? What was that about? Oh God, and he's going to be my seatmate all throughout the year. I glanced at Sara, who gave me a sympathetic look.

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