I'm usually the quiet girl in the corner of the room. Until I met Connor. Before I get ahead of myself my name is Angelica. I honestly don't know how I got wrapped up in this situation but it doesn't bother me that much. It all started with a glance and a smirk. In the middle of sophomore year I got transferred to Deadwood High. My family moves around a lot and they decided this is our place to stay. Well since you already have my name I might as well give you some details about me. I am 16 with hazel eyes and dark brown wavy hair. I'm not like most girls my age, I'm not really into all the celebrity bullshit. And I'm not really into the girly pop music like most of the girls at my school. I grew up in a family obsessed with rock. Anyways, on my first day at Deadwood I had some prep show me around & give me information about classes and other boring stuff. Everytime she asked me questions about me she grimaced as if I had some kind of disease. She walked me to my first class and said she would pick me up before the next bell. I shyly walk in and plop down in a seat towards the back. I daze off as the teacher drones on and I realize that I'm being stared at by a boy with dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes. He smirked and looked away. My mind grew curious and when the teacher said to pair up for reading I tapped his shoulder and said "Hey, partner." He blushed and looked away. "So what's your name, handsome?" I playfully smirked.
"Connor. And does this beautiful face I'm looking at have a name?"
"Actually, yeah. It's Angelica"
"Hm. Sounds sexy..." the boy said with a wink.
I felt my face get hot and looked away.
His eyes shimmered with satisfaction as he got the reaction he was looking for.
"So Angelica, can I have the pleasure of having your number for our partner work?'
I blushed and nodded and put my didgets on a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"Thanks gorgeous, I'll be sure to text you later" he winked as he mumbled out the words.
The rest of the day I was in a daze all because of some egotistical guy. If he thinks he has me wrapped around his finger like some little school girl, he was wrong... Or was he?