Emma's POV

I was walking around the halls. I searched for a unfamiliar face. I finally saw a boy at a locker. A locker That's always empty. The locker in the very far corner, rusted and cracked. From behind I could see that the boy had on very light pink and dark blue plaid shorts. And...a plain white shirt?

Nope.

He turned around and I saw that indeed, he was wearing a StarWars shirt. Oh gods I love Sta-...... the thought of picking on this kid. His life will be hell. When he looked up I saw he had medium sized, black framed boy nerd glasses. My heart skipped a beat.
Ugh.
Not now.
Then his hair. He had light brown hair, swept to the side in a nerdy way.
He shuffled past with his books and my friend quickly stuck her foot in front of him.
"Owch," I heard faintly.

Dylan's POV

I quietly mumble "owch," as a foot suddenly spears in front of me. So much for blending in on my first day at my new school. Ugh.

I heard a voice, so I snapped out of it. "Hey, need help up?" Asks a pretty girl. She has dark black hair and is wearing a mini black skirt and a bright red strapless belly shirt.
I mumbled a no, but she grabbed my hand a pulled me up anyways. She helped gather my books as well.
"My names Emma," she says plainly. "You?"
"Uh...Dylan." I state faintly.
"Okay Dylan. I see you have chemistry. That just so happens to be my next class. So, Let's go... I'll show you there it is."
I just slowly follow her. Okay, me and Emma have chemistry toge- oh my gods that sounds wired..A faint blush crosses my face...