Chapter Two; Emery

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School is a lot more... different than I thought it would be.

It was huge for one thing. It had two floors and a pool. Cool right? No. Not when all of your classes are scattered across the whole premises.

 I now have to find my homeroom which, knowing my luck is farthest from where I am now. I ran through the nearly empty hallway and up the stairs until I saw Mr. White's name on the door. I burst through the door and smoothed my hair out, struggling not to drop my notebooks as I did so. The teacher rolled his glassy eyes but went back to his books. I heard a small chuckled to my side and I flushed to ignore it.

I kept my head down and walked to the wooden desk. I sat my books down on the cold wood and sat down in a blue chair. I raked a hand through my hair and let out a breath. This is going to be a long day.

They boy in front of me slowly turned and gave me a warm smile. His black shaggy hair swished over his starlight eyes. I gaped as I stared into the silver orbs, pouring all of my attention into those starry eyes, laced with blue strands and rings. I had never seen eyes of silver before. They weren’t grey, they weren’t blue, they were pure starlight.

I noticed his pink lips moving but I couldn’t hear anything coming out. His ivory skin gave him an ominous glow- ominous? No, that’s not right. Intriguing, maybe? I took one more look. Defiantly intriguing.

He snapped his small hands in front of my face, knocking me out of my trance.

“Are you alright?” He asked with a smooth, silky voice. I nodded.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I’ve just never really seen eyes like yours before. Are you wearing contacts of something?” I asked, my mouth going dry as I looked into the bright orbs again. He laughed a musical laugh and shook his head.

“Nope, these are natural. Thanks though.” He winked. I smiled shyly and sat back in my chair. He turned his chair around and leaned on my desk.

“So, you’re new here, huh? Don’t worry, you’ll love it here at West Peak High, where cheerleaders and bimbos rule and to be smart is frowned upon. I’m Emery Carter.” He smiled, stretching out a hand. I smiled nervously but slid my hand into his, giving him a laugh as I did.

“I’m Beck Anderson.”

He studied my face, giving me a one up, then winked. “Oh, they’ll love you here. Helpful tip though? Don’t hang out with guys like me or they’ll eat you alive.”

I frowned and leaned forward. “What? Why?”

He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal.

“The populars here don’t exactly like me. You’re good looking, you look kind of smart, you seem nice and funny, and they’d take a liking to you immediately. Hanging out with people who are actually fun, like myself, will partially ruin you here.” He explained. It was hard to believe they didn’t like Emery. He’s adorable. From what I can see, he’s short. That automatically makes him cute. His hair swishes and falls in his face just the right way. His skin was pale and unblemished and not to mention those wonderful eyes.

I snorted.

“Please. I don’t want to be 'popular' or anything. I’ll hang out with who I want to hang out with. And at the moment, who I want to hang out with is you.” I decided crossing my arms. He eyed me, quirking a brow but chuckled.

“Course you do. Why wouldn’t you? I’m a catch. I’m Emery Carter,” He winked, spreading his hands out. “I like you’re attitude.”

“I like yours to.” I mused, returning his smirk. I leaned on my hand. 

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