"It's really big and beautiful. There are so many programs,like track and volleyball; there's even a debate team and student council. I know how much you love being president." My mum droned on and on about the new school I was going too and how amazing it was. Even though clearly I could care less about the school. I just wanted to go back to Europe and my friends.
"The campus, oh honey, you should see the campus. It's just magnificent, and the faculty at the school are such kind hearts. I've never met such kind -"
"Mum, enough already. You going on about this school won't change the fact that I miss Dublin." I said cutting her off.
She looked at me and sighed. "I know darling, but what can we do? You're fathers transfer leaves us no choice."
"His jobs rubbish, that's what it is."
"It may be rubbish but it does put food on the table, clothes on our back and -"
"A roof over our head." I finished for her rolling my eyes. "I know mum, but why America? It's unbelievably hot in California."
She shrugged her shoulders and turned into the campus lot. "Not sure, but you've always wanted to travel Nikita - here's your chance." She said.
"I meant travel when I'm older mum, not when I'm still in High School." I replied as she came into a full stop in front of the large building. I peered out of the window and scanned the front of the building. Students were everywhere, in groups chattering away and walking into and out of the building.
My mum reached over and stroked my hair, giving me a small smile. "Just try and make the best of it Nikki." She handed me my longboard. "You remember the way home?"
I nodded and opened the car door, and got out. Just as I was closing the door she called out, "Have a nice day darling, I love you." So loudly that a few kids nearby turned and smirked in my direction, causing my face to flush a bright red.
Quickly, I walked away from the car and into the school building. I pulled a slip of paper from my pocket, I was looking for the main office. But, from the looks of this school, the office could be anywhere. This school was so large, three stories high to fit all the clubs and groups they placed for extra curriculum. My mom says that they're expanding the school and adding a bunch of large walls for the art club to spray paint school murals on.
I guess that's pretty cool, considering I chose art as one of my clubs. But, the school to me was large enough and the expansion would insure my getting lost. Never mind, even without the expansion, I'd gotten myself lost. People rushed past me as the bell rang signaling for class, ignoring me as I stood in the middle of the hallway utterly confused.
Honestly, I have never in my life felt so helpless and baffled. Usually in this sort of situation, I would have a nervous breakdown but it was my first day and didn't want to seem like a complete freak in front of everyone. So, I pushed it down as far as I could, scanning the empty hall for help.
Nobody was around anymore, and that made me feel like a complete and utter idiot. When everyone was around I didn't think to ask anyone for directions but now that nobody was around, I thought too. Which is another thing I could add to the list of what's wrong with me. Ugh, why did I have to be the absolutely ridiculous one? Why couldn't that be my younger sister Joy?
As I stood in the hallway mentally tearing myself down with sever beating of thoughts. I failed to hear someone walk up to me until they spoke. I turned to the sound of the deep and attractive voice to find a tall boy with dark us kissed skin and curly dark brown hair looking down at me. His sparkling sea blue eyes pierced into my grey ones like he was looking into my soul.
My eyes continued to study him, he was dressed in black, all black. He wore a dark shirt that appeared to be long sleeved, but was pushed up to his elbows. He had on fitted black jeans with chains on the side, and biker boots to match. I was so memorized my his gorgeousness that I didn't even hear what he asked my until he waved his hand in front of my face.
I had to blink twice to pull myself from my trance and when I did, I felt myself being pulled back at the sight of his smirk. This boy was a male model for goodness sakes - he has to be.
"Your staring at me, you do realize that right?" He said still smirking.
I blushed and looked down at my combat boots. "Sorry." I said, but my voice came out as barely even a whisper. Then it dawned on my, he could help me find my way to the office. I looked back at him and shoved the crumbled piece of paper towards him. "I need help finding the main office."
He raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, you need help finding what?"
I frowned. "The main office building, you know, the place where the administrators are mostly likely at."
"You have an accent, where are you from?" The boy asked to my irritation.
"Dublin, but does that really -"
"Dublin, isn't that in Ireland?"
I nodded. "Um, yeah. Can you please point me in the direction of the main office, please." I repeated myself growing impatient with this talkative stranger.
He smirked and nodded. "Course babe, it's right behind you." He said pointing over my head.
I turned around and saw a large set of letters against the wall that spelled out, 'Main Office'. My cheeks flushed a shade of red, I must look so stupid right now. How could I not have seen that sign, the letters are gigantic and colored a bright red. It's either I need new contacts or I'm just plain stupid.
"Wow, thanks." I muttered and turned back to him, he was holding my crumpled paper out to me.
I grabbed it but the boy didn't release. Instead, he cocked his head to the side and looked at me for a long time. "You have a name?" He asked his voice smooth like velvet.
"It's Nikita." I replied and looked into his beautiful eyes. "How about you?"
His eyes darkened a bit as he looked at me, then lit up again. "Ryder."
"Interesting name you have there." I said giving him a smile.
His hand dropped from the paper and his eyes darkened, his lips pulled into a tight line. "Yeah, it is." He said, his voice sounding a bit harsh to my surprise. I've never met someone who had such mood flips, it's strange to meet one. I found myself wondering frantically what I did or said that would make him speak to me with that tone - I found nothing.
The sound of a door banging shut startled me so badly, that I jumped about ten feet in the air. I turned to find that I was alone in the hallway once again, sighing, I wrapped my hands around my book bag strap tightly as I walked into the main office building of the school. Ryder's sudden mood change was still fresh in my mind, twisting knots do depression and confusion in my stomach. For a reason unknown, his harsh tone hurt me, leaving a bruise in my heart. I could only conclude these feelings as the sadness of the loss of a potential friend.
Even though deep inside of me, I could feel that it was more than just the loss of a potential friend that was bothering me but something more than that. But, I quickly dismissed these thought, as they were illogical and idiotic. I was being stupid, I just met a hot guy and was suddenly head over heels for him - no, I couldn't be because that isn't how the real world works. All I knew was his name, and that isn't enough to concoct feelings for a person, you need an emotional and mental connection, along with the physical connection and as I am aware, I've only gotten physical connection.
What can I say really? The boy is a gorgeous human being, I couldn't help being physically attracted to him. It's human nature - female nature for a girl to be swoon senseless by a boys charming looks. But, I felt that I had more than a physical connection with this guy. It felt like I had all three, which I don't have to remind you is impossible. I don't even like this place.
I shook my head and walked into the main office. I looked around at the peach walls and the school spirit flags and banners. A trophy case took over the entire right side of the room, filled from top to bottom and from the looks of it they seemed to be building a new one. There was a long desk a few paces before me, two women sat behind the desk chattering away to people and shuffling through papers.
The door on the right side opened and Ryder walked out of the room, followed by a short man with a receding hair line that was dressed in a nice suit and tie. Ryder took long strides, a black bookbag on his back and a pink paper dangling from his right hand. The man followed his as fast as his stubby legs would allow him to move, basically yelling his words to Ryder.
"Have your mom sign that Mr. Jacobs, also have her schedule a meeting with me. Your behavior is becoming intolerable. Your file is bursting with detentions and suspension papers, one more and you could be looking at expulsion." The man said.
Ryder jerked to a stop and turned to face them man. "Expulsion, we haven't gotten there yet; have we?" He asked, the look on his face looked as if he was mortified, it was like his life was hanging the balance.
The man whom I can only guess is the principle nodded a bit to enthusiastically. "You see Mr. Jacobs, throughout your high school career you've been getting into a lot of trouble. Year after year, you slipped under the radar, but no more. We've caught you and the school board is prepared to expel you."
Ryder frowned and sighed. "Fine, what can I do to stop this."
"For the rest of your senior year you cannot get into any trouble, this means no more fights with teachers or students. You must be present most of the time - how you get good grades when your never in school is beyond me - but, Mr. Jacobs unless you clean up your act, you won't be attending Sherbert any longer."
Silently, Ryder nodded and turned around facing me. His eyes locked on mine for a while and I felt my breath catch in my throat. He smirked and winked at me before walking out of the door. I watched him leave, still staring at the door when the man tapped my shoulder.
"Nikita Caster?" He asked.
I nodded slowly.
"Come with me." He said waving me towards the door.
I hesitated then followed him.