The corners of my mouth lift up as I walk through the school's entrance. I'm starting senior year! The halls are crowded with people, as always, making the chaos look so perfect, just like an American movie. There is the couple that is always making out on the left side of the hall, and about ten feet farther down, the cliquey girls. Opposite them, the nerds, and between them the lacrosse team. My eyes widen as I spot my boyfriend. His hair is a spun of gold, shining as it catches a ray of sun, and his eyes are a mesmerizing deep ocean blue with flecks of silver.

Dylan(Brooklyn's boyfriend)

I run towards him and fling myself into his powerful arms. My nostrils are filled with the smell of male cologne and shaving cream. He grabs my face, as he brushes his lips against mine. I want to pull away before a teacher will see us, but the force holding us together is too intense. His hands are wrapped around my waist and mine locked around his neck.

When we break apart for air, I rest my forehead against his and start breathing heavily. His smirk tells me everything and I grin back, sinking into his chest. I hear some whistles and claps behind me as heat makes its way to my cheeks. I turn around to see eight of the hottest guys in school, the lacrosse team, staring at us with eyes wide open. My lips part as I start laughing.
"Hey guys! Ain't you gonna give your fav gal a hug".As I pronounced those words they run towards me and we did a team hug. Btw team hugs are the best!

My name is Brooklyn, they all call me Brooke though, and I come from Claremont, California. I have an older brother, Luke, he's 24, and two awesome parents. As you already know I have a boyfriend, his name is Dylan, and I'm in the lacrosse team. The male lacrosse team. I'm not kidding! Since at the start of freshman year there weren't girls who wanted to take lacrosse as an extracurricular activity, I had to join the male's team, where there was luckily a spot left. At first, I was really scared about the team, but it turned out to be amazing. They're like brothers to me.You may be wondering why I choose lacrosse... Well, I'll give you a hint: Teen Wolf.

I join with the boys the queue for the picture. I enter the room with huge flashing studio lights . I slightly close my eyes as a man, probably the photographer, directs me onto a chair. The camera flash making my eyes burn. The photographer nods and I make my way out of the room, waiting for the boys.

As soon as they're all finished, we join the second line. The last line leads me to collect my schedule and locker number with code. I walk out into the aisle with the boys as we start comparing the time tables.

Form: Chemistry lab (tutor:Mr.McCall)
Period 1: Math (Mrs. Miller)
Period 2:Math
Period 3:History (Mrs.Brown)
Period 4:Chemistry(Mr.Johnson)
Period 5:English (Mrs.Smith)
Period 6:English
Period 7: Chemistry (Mr.McCall, the new teacher)
Period 8: Chemistry 

Dylan and James are with me at chemistry and form, this means that our lockers are in the same floor and near our form room. Liam(my best friend)is with me at Math, Ethan in English and Jesse in Chemistry, the others took different subjects.

"See you later at practice" I shout at the boys as I head with Dylan and James , Dylan's best friend, to search for our lockers. My locker is right beside the chemistry lab, Dylan's is six lockers away from mine and James' is right beside Dylan's.

Dylan starts talking with James, as I enter in the chemistry room. A gasp escapes from my lips as I stare at the handsome man standing in front of me. He isn't a male model but he should have definitely been. He has brown hair, which is pulled back with some gel, a perfect straight nose and prominent cheek bones.
"Hi Sir,"Dylan says grinning as I tag along. "Good morning guys, grab a seat," he says. We find three seats in the last row and sit.

Mr.McCall

Dylan grabs my hand and starts caressing it, creating small circles.
"He looks really young.... I bet he's a sex symbol"  he mutters, as I nod, my cheeks getting hotter and hotter.

"So, I'm Mr.McCall and I'm your tutor as well as your chemistry teacher,"he says as the room fills with his rumbling and powerful voice. "Now  I'm gonna take the register, and as your name is called you need to stand up and present yourself."  "Rebecca"..."Emma"... "Matthias"...

"Brooklyn," he says with a deep voice, making my heart skip a beat.
"Here," I say my voice kind of shaking as he stares at me.
I stand up cautiously and say "I'm Brooklyn, I'm in the lacrosse team... I have great friends?" I start playing with my hair.
"There's not a female lacrosse team" he says with a puzzled look.
"Oh...um... I'm in the male lacrosse team" I say as my cheeks start to burn.
"Oh, in the male lacrosse team? That's weird. Never thought that a girl, like you, could have the strength to do such a hard sport" he says.
I stare at my knuckles that are white from clenching my fist too hard, and grit my teeth from the effort to remain silent.
"Well, if what you say is true, then I'll see you this afternoon. Mr Certin, since I was pretty good at lacrosse, when I was your age, asked if I could help him train you guys,because he can't train both the twelfth grade team and the tenth grade," he says with a somewhat arrogant voice. "I'm looking forward on seeing you play Miss..." he stops and stares at the computer"Miss Stewart".
I sit down as I try to calm down.
"Don't listen to him, he's just a jerk" Dylan says staring at me. He grips my arm and pulls me closer, kissing my head.

A few names later
"Dylan" he says.
"Here. I'm Dylan, I'm in the lacrosse team and I have the best girlfriend in the world" he says as he circles my waist with his arm.
I stare at my shoes for a moment as I don't want to listen to the jerk's response. A dead silence falls into the room, I look up and lock eyes with Mr. McCalls'.
"Ok Dylan, you may sit down" he says continuing to stare at me.
Driiin! The bell went.
"Have a nice day and see y'all this afternoon"Mr.McCall says.