Lavender's P.O.V
Crap, crap, crap, please don't let me late for the first day of school. I practically slid down the waxed floors. 309, 309, ah 309 thank god. I quickly put on the brakes, and peaked my head in the class.
My eyes picked out three empty seats by each other. Oh thank god, no snooty girls, no cocky jocks, no creepy nerds. I flipped my high ponytail over my shoulder and walked in.
A couple of the sluts sent hateful sneers my way. I just rolled my eyes and slid into the middle seat. It never affected me, considering the fact that I used to do the same thing.
I took out my notebook and started doodling aimlessly. All of a sudden, a cold breeze fluttered passed my neck. I heard some intakes of breaths and looked up.
A very handsome guy walked in, and he kinda stood there, watching. He had opaque hair, that was brushed carelessly out of his face.
A nicely angled face with pale skin, contrasting with his dark locks. Pale, pink lips curved into a slight smirk. What got me where his eyes. A dark amber with flecks of black, framed with dark lashes. It made my hands itch to draw them. I was surprised, I never itched to draw anyone anymore.
"Class this is Wynn... um there is no last name here," Mr. Drew said, flustered.
"I don't have a last name," Wynn said with a cool smile.
"Ok then, well Lavender over there will be your guide. If you have any questions over the next couple days, don't hesitate to ask her."
I mentally groaned, why me. I used to be the new person guide by that was last year. Seriously I even said that if any new kids came, I was not holding their hand.
As I mentally cussed out Mr. Drew, Wynn slid in next to me. Mr. Drew started the stupid Math lesson. Who the hell expects teens to be able to function and eight in the morning. They should have like put F.A.C.S cause food always wakes teens up.
As I rambled on in my head, a white piece of paper flipped on my desk. I glanced up and saw Wynn leaning back, a notebook on his desk. A piece of paper clearly ripped out, I sighed and opened the note.
I have a question for you Miss Guide
What is it Wynn
I passed the note back to him, and went back to copying some notes form the smart-board. The note was unfortunately returned quite quickly. I debated whether or not to open it but decided to open it. The guy would probably keep bugging me, if I ignored him.
What's your schedule?
I rolled my eyes, great he was probably a player. Yeesh why cant guys leave me alone, they know why I don't go out. Well I cant judge to harshly, this guys doesn't know anything about me. Wynn probably just wants to...well I don't know what he's like. So hmm guess its up to my gut, got anything to add there gut.
Nada not a single word of advice, hmpf and its supposed to be wise. Lies, its all lies, great now we are back to talking to our-self. Wait when was there another person involved in this conversation. I mentally slapped myself, I'm officially insane.
Just give me your schedule and I'll put a check mark if we have any classes together.
The minute I was done, it was quickly snatched off my desk. Rude much, couldn't have waited till I handed to you, could you? My chair was kicked harshly from the back, causing me to jump. I turned around and glared at the girl behind me.
Lola one of Bree's little bees, ha see what I did there, was sitting there with a hateful smirk. You could tell she was one of the inner circle of Bree's Bees because she had that look. Hot pink tank top that said Sexy Babe on the boobs. A little heart necklace that dangled in between her non-existent clevage.
Bright, white, short shorts, that where made shorter by the obiviosly added fringe. And lets not forget the black twenty-inch heels. She raised a thin eyebrow at me and raised hot pomk lips up in a sneer.
"Back off slut, Wynn's Brees. You better back off now or trust me. We'll make your life a living hell."
I rolled my eyes and raised my lips in a haughty sneer," You better watch what you say wannabe. Don't forget that I know all about what you did Lola."
Fear quickly flashed through her eyes and she closed her mouth. I gave her a hateful smirk and raised an eyebrow at her.
"You done now."
Lola quickly nodded and averted her eyes, good. I turned around and sighed, I hated using the infomation I knew against people. Though sometimes being ex-queen had it advantages, like now. I looked up and saw Wynn looking at me with an unreable expression on his face.
Great new guys thinks I'm a bitch, just peachy. Another note plooped on my desk.
Woah Cat Fight and its not even one. That has to be a record. Can we get some hands going.
Wynn and even drew two hands clapping, hmm pretty decent drawer, but his shading could use some work.
That's just how I roll. And no i am not a bitch...well just to people that I dont like. Which happens tp be everyone in this damn school. Any way we have...quite a few classes together.
I quickly placed checkmarks by Math, English, Canvas and Charcoal, and gym. I handed him back the two pieces of paper, and blew an irrating piece of hair out of my face. It fell back into place, stupid hair.
I twirled it around my finger and tucked it behind my ear. When I was done fiddling with my ponytail, the piece of paper had returned to my desk. Oh my goodness how did that happen, oh jeesh I need a life.
I mentally slapped myself again, no I want my old life back. I brushed away the thoughts and opened the piece paper.
Ah you dont like me.. Your making me cry and awsome about the classes thing. At least I know I wont be lost and late to all my classes.
This time Wynn drew a pic of a couple tears and a guy twirling in circles with stars floating around his head. I held in a laugh, ok maybe this guy wasnt as arrogant as I thought. He was pretty decent for now though.
Guys are pretty good at hiding their intentions, for a very long time. I quickly wrote back before anymore memories pissed me off.
I dont know you seem pretty cool...for now. I guess we'll have to see now wont me.
Oh so its a date then is it:P
And we are back to cocky guy great #RollingEyes dont get any ideas in that head of yours.
Ooh what kind of ideas we talking about here. And did you seriously just hastag.
I glanced at him and Wynn wiggled his eyebrows at me, and smrik tugging at his lips. I childlishy stuck my tonuge out at him and he rolled his eyes.
Yes I did and the bells about to ring in about 5 4 3 2 1
The irony was when he was done reading the note the bell actually did ring. Woah hold the phone. Lavender here is physic. I shoved my books in my bag and quickly stalked out the door.
"Hey Lavender wait up, what about taking me to my next class," Wynn called.
I turned around and gave him a grin.
"I'll pick you up for third hour, and with that I walked off to history.