Closing the door and placing the key under the foot mat in front of the door, I quickly hurried to stand at the road. Entering the bus, I quickly found a seat. The journey to school was twenty minutes through driving, so I relaxed on the seat. When the bus alighted at our school entrance, I went out and headed towards the gate. "Huh, this day promises to be uneventful as the other" I whispered to myself lamenting.
My first class happens to be History, and unfortunately the worst ever. I walked into the class and it was noisy, I could distinguish each voice from the speaker. Nancy the School Cheerleader's captain, and her crew probably gossiping about something, or a new party. I really do not have any friend in Cravenly High. My former best friend Becky, moved last year to FoyerTown. So annoying I have to face this school year alone.
"Everyone to their respective desks, open to page 45 of your history textbook let's get started"
Ms. Harley said drawing me back to consciousness. Bringing my text to the table, I quickly flipped the pages open. My head still locked to my book, I didn't notice who had entered the class till Ms. Harley addressed him in her high pitch of a voice.
"You must be the new student, can I have your class permit?? And do introduce yourself" Giving her the paper, he said;
"I am called Aiden Asher and I moved in from BreakFort last weekend". His voice was so charming and so deep it caused shivers to rush down my spine.
"Miss Anna, please raise your hand, you will be Asher's school guide till he can find his way through". My eyes popping out at the mention of my name. Blushing profusely, I nodded.
"Yes Madam" I said, raising my hand high enough for him to see, and lowering my eyelids not wishing for any eye contact.
"Asher, sit close to Anna, so we can begin out lesson".
Closing my eyes, i could feel this stranger's presence. When he settled on the desk, i was already sweating.
"Hey you" He said, and I for the first time lifting my head up to have a proper look at this stranger guy. He had Auburn hair, which arrived at his nape. His brows, designed by the creator himself with his pencil, and ohh his eyes were a fine emerald. I could see him, and no I couldn't see him any longer. I can't believe I'm drooling over this Mr. Sexy.
"Hey Dreamer, are you alright?"
he asked once more, blinking twice, i was so embarrassed i felt like evaporating into thin air.
"Sure, I'm good, fine, I mean i am alright" I smiled weakly. I could feel some eyes piercing my back and when i looked at the Role next to mine, Nancy's eyes burned her way through mine as I quickly looked away.
Smirking mischieviously, Asher, turned facing his desk, placing his book on the table and turning the pages to meet up with the teacher.
What a weird day to start a Class, and what a strange way to start the day. I wonder what the next hours are willing to unfold..