The boy that will never notice me

The first time we met.

I'm in seventh grade. I had just moved from Norway to America a month ago. I do not really have any friends yet. What if they make fun of my accent? I try to think more positive before walking in the doors of my new school. There is kids everywhere I go. Everybody seems to know everyone except for me. I walk with my head down all the way to the first class. When I arrive it is only sitting a few people there. "Is this class 7a?" I ask a man I think is the teacher. "Yes it is. Are you Y/n?" He asks smiling at me. "Yes, yes I am. Where is everybody?" I ask a little confused. The teacher was about to answer, but a voice behind me cut him off. "The "cool" kids don't arrive until second period. Hi, I'm Marie." She says then shake my hand. "Hi, I am Y/n" I say nervously. We go to our seats. Luckily I'm sitting with Marie. She introduces me to the rest of the class except for one person. Shayne. His seat is empty the whole day. Me, Marie, Maya, Eira and some other girls are heading home when a cute boy is making his way down the street. He is walking with two other guys. "Y/n, that is Shayne. He is the "king" of the school" Eira whispers in my ear. He looks up from his phone and stares directly into my eyes. He is only five meters away from me. He doesn't look away. I don't either. I can't. It is like he has me under a spell. Four, three, two, one meter. He is still staring at me. They stop. I don't know what to do. He is looking me up and down. I can feel my stomach starting to hurt and I am very uncomfortable. The two other guys walks closer to the girls hugging and saying hello. Shayne doesn't. He pulls me aside to talk to me. "Hello, I'm Shayne" he says with a smirk "Y/n" I say and try to shake his hand, but he goes straight in for a hug. He smells so good. I can't resist smiling. He smiles back at me. "I have never seen you here before? Are you new here?" He asks. "Yeah, I moved here about a month ago-" I say but get cut off by one of the boys punching Shayne in the arm as a signal that they want to leave. He looks at him and says "Just a minute." He looks back at me into my eyes. "We are going to the movies tonight. Do you wanna come?" "Yes! Can Marie and Eira come too?" I say trying not to sound too excited. "Sure. See ya at eight?" He says looking at his friends for a second. "Then its a date." I say and his face is suddenly filled with happiness. They leave and we walk home.