Ok, you got this. I looked around the classroom and locked eyes with a guy with green eyes and brown hair. "Hi, I'm Casey Miller. I moved here from Australia. And I'm allergic to water."
People started to laugh. "Prove it!" Said a girl with blond hair a tight shirt and big blue eyes. The boy with green eyes rolled his eyes. I sighed and grabbed my water bottle and EpiPen from my bag.
"Sir?" I asked the teacher. A fat man with a balding scalp. He looked at me. "Do you mind if I spill the water?" He shook his head." I held up the water bottle and showed my fine wrist. "I need someone to stab my arm when my hives start." Know one except Mr. Green eyes raised their hands. He noticed and walked up. "S-"
"Don't worry I know how to." He whispered.
"3-2-1" I dumped all the water on my arm. It started to swell and hives showed up. "NOW!" I scream. I felt the needle enter me. I was panting. Green eyes helped me to my new desk.
All around me kids were muttered about what happened. "You alright Casey?" Green eyes asked.
"Ya, thank you-"
"Jason Walker." He said
"Thank you, Jason Walker." I was grateful he helped.
Jason was nice. I hoped he didn't turn out to be rude.
"SETTLE DOWN CLASS." The teacher yelled. Kids flinched and one fell off if their chair. I chuckled. Jason smirked.
"So..."
"So Casey what brougt you to California?" Jason asked.
"My dad got a better job here." That wasn't even half the story.
"Siblings?"
"I have a twin Caleb, he's full albino. And a little brother named Carter. He's 9." He nodded.
"I like your eyes. It compliments your hair." He said out of nowhere. My eyes were amber like Caleb's, but instead of white hair (he dyed it), I had raven black hair like my dad.
"Thanks," I say sheepishly. It was our turn to order lunch.
"I will have a P.B.J sandwich and orange juice," Jason told the lunch lady.
She looked at me. "Um... two slices of pizza and a coke." Jason burst out laughing. I glare at him and he shuts up. "What is it," I ask.
"Later." He replies. We got our food and walked over to a table.
"What?" I ask.
"You are eating that," he pointed to my food. "Yet you have to body of a model."
"I do track and filed," I said ignoring his comment. His eyes widened.
"So am I. You should try out. We just lost someone to cancer on the team." He said.
"I will. When do we have tryouts?" I ask praying that it was later today.
"It's today after school." Thank the lord.
"Cool."
"Hey, baby!" The blondie from homeroom said with a high pitch squirrel voice.
"Hey, Simone," Jason said clearly annoyed. She pouted.
"Oh. Hey Casey. It's nice to meet you." I noticed the cup of water in her hands.
"Simone,be careful," Jason said clearly worried.
"Oh. Sorry, Casey." She said. She wasn't sorry. Just then someone pushed her. Sh-
"Casey!" Jason shouted. The water poured all over me. Jason picked me up and ran me to the office.
"We need her EpiPen!" Jason shouted. The nurse ran to the principal's office and brought the pen. She stabbed it in my leg. The pain settled. My tense body loosened.
I looked at my arms the had blisters. I groaned.
"What's wrong Casey?" Jason asked. He had an upset look on his face. I showed him my arms. "Shi-"
"NO!" I shout whisper jumping out of mud arms. "Don't swear." I hated people who swear. They just had a bad vibe.
"Shitzu?" I laugh at this. "Do during class I overheard Simon talking about you and she was jealous about me being with you."
"Really?" I ask. Simone could have anything, including Jason Walker. "Why should Simone be jealous of me. Your dating her aren't you?"
"Yeah. My father forced me with her." He said sadly.
"Oh." I get it my grandparent were forced together by their parents. "So, you can't break up with here?"
"Trust me I would if I could." He said. "I like someone else."I nodded.
"So tell me, what's your mom like?" He asked. Just then the bell rang. "Leave that question. What do have next?"
I groaned. "Gym," I said sadly. "I'm only good at basketball and running."
"I have the next two periods free. Also, the gym teacher will let you easy. Oh, and by the way Simone has gym." He sighed.
"Great," I muttered.
Hey guys! This is my first romance so please forgive me if it goes to fast. (btw I wrote this in like the 9th grade.."