At The Beginning
Chanel's pov: Well, there is 6 months before my junior year comes to an end, and yet I still have made it nowhere in life. I just moved out of my parents' home and moved with my basketball coach, Ms. Jackie.
*flashback*
Mom: I'm sick of your s***, you were a mistake, this is why yall sit here and starve and have to watch me and your father eat
Chanel : He ain't even my father!!
Mom: *slaps* You watch your mouth, you little b****, I brought you in this world, and I will take your little scrawny a** out you understand?
Chanel: Yes
Chanel: *in her mind* I have to get out of here one way or the other because this has been going on too long now.
*End of flashback*
Chanel: *Realizes she is still standing at her locker holding her books* Oh my, I'm gonna be late to class, why does these hurtful memories continue to haunt me!
As Chanel rushes off to class, Gabriel stands in the distance watching her.
Gabriel’s pov: She's so beautiful and gorgeous and attractive, I know she probably doesn't want me, though. Feeling defeated, Gabriel walks to class
Chanel pov: *writing in her diary* I am a 16 year old high school school junior. I don't have a job or my license, but I'm gonna work on those things this summer. Finally, after years of enduring physical and verbal abuse from my supposed to be parents. Now that I have left them and I live with another family, I can finally make the decisions for myself I've always wanted to. My senior year is going to be the best year!
As soon as I put my pencil down one of the most cutest boys walked into class, I recognized him because he plays football and runs track and I was apart of the track team so we always ran into each other. He was really strong, his muscles popping out from everywhere, and he smelled of lotion and cologne, I could tell he wasn't from the US, he introduced himself to the class as Gabriel Stanley, and that he was from a country named Panama. He was 18 years old. He had these beautiful brown eyes and such a strong stance. Wow, he was so good looking, I didn't realize I was staring until he was standing in front of my desk, waving his hand in front of my face
"Hey, I'm Gabriel. You can call me Gabe," he said.
" I know who you are. We run track together,"
"Right, I'm sorry, you're Chanel, right?"
"Yes, I am."
"Nice to meet you. "You have a pretty name. Can I sit next to you?"
"Of course, there's no one sitting here, and thank you," as he sat down next to me I started to get butterflies in my stomach, and I started blushing, I became a mess as my body started reacting to him because we were elbow to elbow, I felt like I was suffocating in my own breath. I felt like he could feel what was going on, so I got up and asked our calculus teacher, Mrs. palepu, can I go to the bathroom? She eyed me and then told me yes, and I left the classroom as quickly as I could without looking Gabriel’s direction.
Gabriel’s pov: I could sense that Chanel was having some sort of reaction to me being close to her, it almost felt like we were in one of them twisted fantasy stories about werewolves when they meet their mates, because as soon as I sat down next to her my body started reacting to her as well I didn't know what to do, it wasn't until the door swing open and a tall boy probably taller than me entered the class, he looked like one of those bad boys that just use and f*** girls. He gave me a devilish smile as he came towards me, and all I could smell was trouble coming from him.
The new boy introduces himself as Damien, from Miami, who traveled to Jacksonville for his schooling. He was 17 years old.
Damiens pov: As I finish introducing myself I can hear all the girls oooohhhh and ahhhhh at me and every word that came out of my mouth, I knew by then that I was gonna be the girls favorite quick until I seen another boy sitting in the back of the class, I decided to go introduce myself and see what this punk was made of.
"Wassup bro, I'm Damien, the ladies' man."
"I'm Gabriel,"
"Anybody sitting here, Damien asks
"Ye -"
"Cool."
As Damien cuts Gabriel off, Damien takes the seat next to Gabriel and kicks the bookbag that was sitting next to the desk, clearly indicating that was someone's seat.
Gabriel’s pov: I knew trouble was here...