Emily's POV

I woke up to the sun,beaming through my bedroom window,causing me to bring the covers closer to my face.

I take a look at the small digital clock beside me,that read 6:41AM .

I sigh, before throwing my legs over the edge of the bed and making my way over to the bathroom.
I throw my hair into a top knot..or..Messy bun,whatever you wanna call it really,and begin to brush my teeth.
After I finish up with that,I take a long ,warm shower,remembering.....

To use the body wash that Melanie bought me,After listening to her long rant about how,and I quote, "Would turn me into a snack."

Whatever that means.

Usually not bothered about what I wear,I decide to put in some effort since it was the first day of Twelfth grade,since our long break.

I put on a light grey,knitted sweater along with some black skinny jeans.
I comb my unruly,long black hair into a high ponytail, and put on some brown boots,before walking downstairs.

"Morning,mum" I say,pouring my self a glass of water.

"Goodmorning, Em" she smiles,stirring what looks like a pot of porridge on the stove.

I sit down at the kitchen counter and take my phone out.
"Aren't you running a bit late now, love ?" My mum questions,taking a sip of her tea.

Well,if I left now I would be on time,so....
"Oh! Right,thanks for reminding me!" I say,hopping off the stool.

"Wait,what about breakfast?" My mum calls from the kitchen.

"I'll grab something on the way," I lie,before quickly slipping out the door.

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Aldridge high,was just a couple of blocks away from my house so walking down there,every morning wasn't a problem.

I take a deep breath, before walking through the school hallway.
Another long year,ahead ....

"Heyyy!" Mel says,hugging me from behind as I slam my locker door shut.

"Hi!" I smile, turning around to face my friend.

She takes a step back from me and gives me a stern stare.
"Did you use the body wash ." She questions. Or more like,demands.

"Yes,yes I did.." I laugh.

"Girl,I told you that it would have an effect on you" she says,looking at me up and down.

I just laugh,and pick my bag up.

"Hey,did you eat something this morning?" She asks,her face turning serious.

".......No.." I answer, looking down at my feet.

"Em...you promised.." Melanie sighs,rubbing my shoulder.

"I know..I just wasn't that hungry this morning, that's all..I promise." I say,looking up at her.

"Its..its not bothering you again, right? Because if you need - "

"Mel,I'm fine. Trust me on this ,please?" I ask, biting my lip.

She nods,before asking me what classes I was taking, in order to change the subject.
I list a bunch of useless classes,the only ones I was looking forward to being French and Art.

I laugh as I walk down the hall along with Melanie, as she speaks "French" before parting ways with her.

I sigh before looking at my timetable,my first class being,non other than French.

I take a seat somewhere in the back,and place my bag down.

I'm a pretty shy person,so sitting alone wasn't a problem for me..I quite, liked it..

I shake my leg impatiently, as the classroom begins to fill with clusters of loud, hormonal teenagers, who don't give Jack - crap about learning.

Although,I wouldn't call myself a person who is obsessed with grades and textbooks,I'm still not the kind who gets wasted at frat house parties, every Friday night...

Soon, after about 10 minutes of over hearing a bunch of useless conversations, silence takes over the noisy room,as the teacher walks in,carefully placing her books down on the desk .

"Bonjour à toute la classe,I hope you all have had a wonderful break," she smiles,adjusting her black framed glasses.
"My name's Ms.Smith,and I will be your french teacher for the following year"

"I would like to start out by - " she says,but was interrupted, when a boy with dark brown hair,stops at the door,out of breathe.

"I'm so sorry,I'm late..I just..I - " he tries to finish,without taking a deep breathe every second.

"Its alright,its alright..come in," she says  leaning against her desk.
"But I assume that this won't happen again, is that right?.."

"Yes,Ma'am " he nods,before looking for a free desk.

At this moment,I get a good look of him.

He was tall. He had dark brown curls, and wore a pair of black skinny jeans and a flannel.
But one thing that really stood out about him ,were his eyes. He wasn't standing that close to me,but I could tell that they were mesmerizing..

He makes his way over to the back,as Ms.Smith goes on with her class.

He takes a seat right beside me,before taking his books out.

He must have noticed me staring, because he gives me a warm smile,dimples forming against his cheeks.

I smile back,but quickly look down at my textbook.

A smile spreads across my face again ,when I realize that he actually noticed me.
He was the only other person,other than Mel who even looked my way today...

And I'm glad he did .

A/n  Hello beautiful people! First chapter,so leave me your feedback and tell me what you think!  Also, I will be using French here and there, so if I get anything wrong,please feel free to correct me.

All the love - V