Unexpected Us.

Chapter Six.

Alexander's P.O. V.

I sat beside Dad in what seemed to obviously be the principal's office I wasn't interested in whatever was happening and only wished to find my way out.

We sat directly opposite the principal who was a middle aged man with a fat belly and glasses perched up his nose while he went through my academic history.

I noticed every single thing how his eyebrows scrunched up in confusion and how a deep frown appeared on his face.

He stared for some minutes before setting the documents aside straightened his posture into that cool collected aura before he turned to face my dad.

Sir he began cautiously there's nothing good about to write about this... He gestured towards the documents seated on his desk.

His words were direct and blunt no sugarcoating well I expected something of this nature to happen.

Mr Ramirez my dad began carefully I understand but he's willing to be better.

The word better but I didn't say a word just turned my face to the other side of the room where Rows of books were arranged on tall shelves.

He's been expelled he started like he couldn't believe it not once but four times. He counted with his fingers.

It's Awful disappointing Dad said this time his head lowered and I felt guilty and ashamed of myself for the first time.

The principal remained quiet appearing to be in deep thought.

Fix him somewhere. His voice was not commanding it was pleading.

I'll try the principal finally said but he must be under close observation a little mistake...... He paused and said no more.

But I knew what it meant judging by Dad's face he knew too.

Alexander Dad nudged anything you have to say for yourself. Dad was giving me this look as if he was daring me to say one wrong word.

Swallowing up my pride I rehearsed the little speech in my mind something Dad would approve. Thank you for the opportunity Mr Ramirez I'll be better.

Dad looked at me his eyes softening he looked proud and I thought to myself I had done well.

If you would do as your words then they will be absolutely no problem.

He will. Dad replied on my behalf.

What now I thought to myself I was as bored as hell here.

Okay this will be the last one sign your name and we should be done. He said passing over a white document I had no idea what it was for.

I glanced through the document and saw other students names and signature also perhaps it's some signing book for students never the less I wrote my name in full and signed the document before passing back the document.

Thank you Mr Montgomery you can leave I stood up and pulled the chair behind me already on my feet because The principal's voice stopped me.

No not you I meant your dad I still need to have a talk with you regarding the school rules.

My God I thought I would faint at this point. My Dad turned to me smiling in mischief before turning around and patting me by the back while he headed out.

He gave a full lecture about the rules and regulations who knows I might have to sit here for another maybe 20_30 mins because this old man is one hell of a talkative.

Finally after 27 minutes to be precise of discussing school rules achievements and expectations as a student I was finally dismissed just right after I thought I might collapse.

By the time he discharged me I was internally rejoicing as my buttocks had gotten numb from sitting too much. I stretched myself before walking out of the office.

Son you are finally out. Dad said tone filled with laughter.

The man is one hell of a talkative. I complained.

He's simply doing his job. Dad defended.

If course you would say so. I snorted.

Dad ignored My statement his face suddenly turning serious as he patted my back looking at me with those eyes whenever he wanted to request something his tone was already fatherly Alexander my name rolled of his tongue like a warning pls don't disappoint. The constant Expulsion his voice lowered ends here.

I stayed stilled. He looked at me of course he expected an answer or a reaction so I simply nodded and added ill behave.

My father smiled his face proud and he turned to leave.

I watched his retreating figure so as it seems am left to navigate my way. I unfolded the piece of white printed sheet that had drawings on it. It was a map a guide on how to get to my first class.

I didn't understand the map, it felt confusing I stared at it trying to read meaning into it when I bumped into a body

The fall was so harsh that her body landed straight flat on the ground so as to pull me for support she ended up dragging me by the arm and my body landed directly on hers.

Ouch. She groaned from the pain.

And her voice it was a melody, felt like music to my ears and our chest were in direct contact that I could feel the softness of her blossoms and the sweet scent of her perfume she smelled of a popular ice cream flavor. Yeah vanilla it had to be.

Her hair blown by the wind had already covered virtually half of her face. I felt the urge to see her face which I had no doubt would be as beautiful as her voice.

Slowly as if I were under a spell maybe I was this mysterious girl was making me feel things I had never felt before. My hands reached out slowly reaching out to catch a glimpse of her beautiful face.

And Good heavens immediately her hair was out of the way. The first thing I noticed were her eyes emerald green it was the Softest pair id ever seen. She looked at me with eyes full of questions, worry and doubt but I had a feeling it wouldn't be for so long. The next time I want her to stare at me with eyes filled of love and hope.

Wait, where did that come from.

Since I had an encounter with a certain Emerald-Green eyed girl I'm afraid my thoughts are not sane anymore.

And her face it was so perfect as soon as my long calloused hands touched her face and felt the smoothness of her milky fair skin it itches to do more. She had an heart shaped face with cute button nose and her lips pink, full, and pouty for a brief moment I wondered what it would be like to taste them and nibbles on it would it taste like cherries or vanilla.

She looked at me with innocent eyes and long lashes as she blinked repeatedly as if to be sure she wasn't dreaming. Her fair skin then turned pinkish in an instant as she averted her eyes. Hiding her cute blush from me sadly for her I already saw I had a feeling she was one of those shy gals.

This cute little doll was blushing underneath me it brought an unconscious smile to my face as we looked at each other like love sick idiots.

It took a while to finally come out of the trance her magical features had me under I slowly got up from her. I had a feeling I was choking her with my weight. She looked up at me still on the ground and I offered a kind smile I felt pressured to impress her I was scared of my own actions around her Im acting like some teenage boy looking at his crush.

She was having difficulties standing up so I extended an hand. She looked at it then smiled warmly, took it and I pulled her up with her standing less than three meters in front of me I took in our height difference I was straight up taller than her whereas she looked petite.

I took in her appearance she was dressed in Black nights and a pink stretchy top even in not so tight clothing I could practically see that want and ask drowning in them.

Before I could have stupid thoughts I averted my eyes entirely plus I didn't want her to think I was a p*****t.

Hey am so sorry I bumped into you. She apologized her voice carried warmth and the feminine softness.

Hey no need to get all worked up we both bumped into each other and moreover it's okay.

Yeah I guess. Are you knew here?? Haven't seen you before. She asked curiously.

I grinned well am new here. And am Alexander Montgomery I introduced extending my hand for a handshake.

She hesitated just like earlier before. Maybe she wasn't good with strangers. Isabella Davies she introduced curtly accepting my handshake.

As our hands cand in contact I felt a rush of electricity course through my hand and I jumped back her palms too shook I wondered if she had felt that.

Isabella Davies I repeated calmly savoring the feeling of her name on my tongue though my mind was in a turmoil wondering why this green eyed girl I just met minutes ago had such an effect on me.

She slowly withdrawed her palm from the handshake.

Isabella Davies and I already knew what I would call her.