My eyelashes stuck together in the corners as I tried to open them after refusing to get out of bed for school. I was a sophomore in high school and I was miserable. I had lost my Mum nearly a year ago, and Da had been different since. He's been seeing a lady whom I have apparently been terrible to. Her daughter isn't much better.
I slung my bag over my shoulder and made my way to the bus stop. The bus arrived shortly after. I sat next to my mate, George and we talked about music and John's band. John attended the boys school across the block from our school.
I found my way to the office to get my schedule. I had maths first, then English, social studies, biology and ended the day in music. George and I only had English and music together. Maybe there'll be a pretty bird in my classes.
I entered the classroom and found a seat near the back. Then she walked in. She had beautiful (y\h\l) (y\h\c) and was wearing a (y\f\c) jumper with black trousers and converse, with a big ribbon on her head to complete the look. I think I may have been drooling over her.
"Let's do an ice breaker, children!" The teacher exclaimed, overly enthusiastically . I made my way to the pretty bird and asked, "Are you from Liverpool? I've never seen you around."
" No, I actually just moved here from America(welcome the cliches) " She explained, her accent backing her up. Wow, not only is she beautiful, but she's an American. What a catch!
"That's neat, what're the states like?" I asked
" Warmer and less rainy than Liverpool, and we have Elvis and Chuck Berry. " She explained. My eyes widened at the names she mentioned. My idols.
"I'm Paul, 'n if you ever need somthin', jus' holler" I assured. Oh my sweet lord, I'm stupid.
"Alright, I'm (Y\N), and I might have to do that," She replied, sliding me a sheet of paper with her phone number on it. I scribbled mine down on a separate sheet, and passed it to her.
The bell rang, and I was off to English. George had a table by himself, and patted the seat across from him. I took the seat, and (Y\N) walked in.
"Hello, love, sit with us?" I asked, full of hope. She smiled and sat next to me. I felt my heart flutter when she smiled. I stared at her for most of that class.
The bell rang without me noticing. (Y\N) snapped her fingers in my face and teased me for being a daydreamer. I don't think this will bode well for my grades.
Well, it's been a minute since I updated, and I have two questions.
One, I'm making the Emme and Brian thing a book, but do you guys want it happy, sad, both in one or several alternate universe sequels? Btw, I'll write the whole thing and publish it gradually because I sometimes procrastinate.
Two, what should happen to you and Paul throughout the school year? No dirty things please!
Happy Wattpadding, until we meet again!
