Torn Between Two Worlds

New Girl

Jordan’s POV

I was hoping for something exciting on the first day of senior year, and I didn’t expect the new girl to dump her lunch leftovers on me. As disgusting as it is now, at least I get to have a clear view of her beautiful face.

When I got to class this morning, I was so late I got the only empty seat which is in the centre of the class as well as behind the new girl. The whole day I have tried to get a clear view of her face and here we are now.

The first thing I noticed about her is her long black hair which was falling on her back. Her beautiful natural scent is amazing. Unlike all the other girls at this school, she smells very nice. They all wear so much perfume which chokes me all the time. This girl is barely wearing any perfume and I am in love with her natural scent.

Whenever I got up to leave the classroom or walked in from the bathroom or something, her face was facing down at a book. She has been studying the whole time including the break we had between English and Science classes, but she opted to stay in class.

“My goodness I am so sorry I didn’t see you coming.” she apologizes.

She says then resumes picking the broken pieces on the floor. I kneel on the floor as well.

“It’s okay, I was equally absent-minded.” I say.

“Hi.” I say to her, she’s been busy this whole time and hasn’t even looked at me yet.

She looks up and stares at me.

Her hair is nicely tucked behind her ears and yet a few strands are loose but still looks very beautiful. Her eyes are the clearest ocean-blue shade I have ever seen. Her lips are nice and perfect. Her skin is flawless without any makeup on.

She is absolutely beautiful.

“Ahem.” I clear my throat when she says nothing but stare.

“I am sorry.” She says then continues to pick the broken pieces that might hurt her.

“Careful with those you might.....” I start but it’s already too late.

“Ouch!” she screams in pain.

“….hurt yourself.” I say just after she screams out in pain, “let me see Lett.”

The moment I touch her hand, I feel something weird. Weird in a good way. Something is intriguing about this girl and I like it.

I snap out of the trans the moment I see the blood on her finger which is now on mine.

“Let me take you to the school nurse before you lose a lot of blood.” I start panicking.

“It’s okay, it shall stop bleeding.” She says in her sweet voice.

“No!” I yell. “We are going to see the nurse.” I get up with my hand around her wrist.

I can feel everyone staring at us as we walk out of the cafeteria straight to the school nurse.

“You’re hurting me, please stop!” She yells.

“We are almost there. Just a few more steps and we shall arrive at the infirmary.” I say.

In just a few seconds we arrive at the infirmary, “Jordan what happened to her?” the nurse asks as we approach her desk. She comes around quickly after pulling a pair of examination gloves on.

“She was picking up pieces of broken plates and cut herself.” I tell the nurse.

“Let me have a look.” She says while taking her hand in hers. “Are you in pain?”

“A little pain yes.” She responds.

I look at her face and see tears in her eyes. “She’s lying, she is in much more pain than she is saying.” I tell the school nurse.

“Alright thank you Jordan. Please excuse us.” The nurse politely kicks me out.

“I will wait outside.” I say then head for the door.

“You shouldn’t, I will find my way.” She says.

Her words cut through me like a newly sharpened blade. Why am I hurt, I have only met her today?

“Jordan get to class.” Says the nurse.

I just nod my head and walk out, I need to get to the gym anyway and change before basketball starts. Thank goodness I don’t have to take business class this year. I had enough of those classes in the last two years.

Mary-Kate’s POV

“This should do it.” Says the kind nurse after she finishes dressing my wound.

“Thank you.” I say to her.

“You’re welcome. Just be more careful, I don’t want to see you here again with a similar injury.” She smiles.

“Sure.”

“Now get to class before you are late.” She says softly.

I get off the patient bed in the nurse’s office and walk towards the exit door. The nurse was very kind to me as she was attending to my wound. I was in so much pain and she was as gentle as possible. Now my wound is all cleaned and dressed to prevent any infection.

I hope that Jordan guy isn’t waiting outside of this room. He was determined to bring me to the school nurse and said he would wait outside after the nurse asked him to leave.

I open the door with my left hand which I am glad is not injured otherwise I have no idea how I would do anything, my left hand is the dominant hand as compared to my right.

I step into the hallway looking out in every direction for the weirdly possessive handsome boy. Thank god he is nowhere to be seen. Thank goodness, I can’t imagine how I was going to walk back to class with the most handsome boy I have ever laid eyes on. What would I even say to him, thanks for rushing me to the nurse even though it wasn’t necessary?

He was a bit possessive over me which I have never experienced. My father of course is a little possessive over me in some way but not like the way that guy was with me a few minutes ago.

Despite his care being a bit unexpected and scary I love the thought of him wanting to get me cared for and checked as soon as possible. He seems like a nice person. Very handsome and smells very nice. He must be rich like everyone else at this school. I hope he isn’t arrogant or anything like what I hear spoiled rich brats are like.

He also got a lovely name, Jordan.

“Whoa Whoa Whoa watch where you are going.” I hear a male voice.

I look up and find another handsome tall boy. He is as tall as Jordan, and also very handsome. His dirty blond hair is in a mess, grey eyes, and cute facial features. He smiles at me, a great smile, and nice teeth. He is not dressed in the school uniform but wearing what looks like PE attire.

“I am sorry, I didn’t see you coming.” I apologize.

What is going on today, I already bumped into Jordan and had to visit the school nurse, I should be more careful and not visit the nurse again over the same thing, my lack of concentration.

“You’re pretty so it’s cool.” He says with a smile.

Did he just call me pretty?

I get shy and look away. Is he flirting with me?

“Are you new?” he asks.

“Yeah, it’s my first day.” I say.

“I could have sworn I have not seen your pretty face around.” He says charmingly.

He just called me pretty again. If he says it again I swear I will melt to the floor.

“Anyway, I better get to class before I am late. Excuse me.” I politely say then start walking in the direction of my class. I hope I am right, every turn in this hallway looks the same.

“Alright see you around pretty face.” I hear him yell.

I make it to my class before the teacher comes.

“I hope your hand is alright darling.” Says the brown-haired boy sitting in front of me.

“I am okay, nothing serious.” I say to him as I take my seat behind him.

“I am sorry about earlier, I wasn’t in the right space.” He says sounding a lot like a girl.

Why is he talking and behaving feminine?

“It’s alright.” I respond to him.

I pull my note book out and prepare for the next class.

“I am Billy Martins.” He smiles at me.

“Nice to meet you Billy, I am Mary-Kate.” I respond.

“I know who you are and I know we shall be great friends.” He smiles.

Oh, okay.