"We're here!"

I lifted my head up and looked over at Kaitlyn, stretching. I had fallen asleep in her car, due to my lack of sleep the night before.

"Isn't it lovely?" She cooed.

I looked out the window and moaned in horror. The school was much smaller than the one back in New York, and there weren't many cars parked in the parking lot.

"It's so small!" I whined.

"That's what living in Cheshire will do to you. Hop out," Kaitlyn said.

I pushed open my door and planted my feet on the asphalt. The cold air hit my face and I shuddered. I didn't exactly pack for the weather, if you know what I mean. I looked down at my shorts and grimaced.

"Yippee," I mumbled.

I pulled my bag from the backseat and slung it over my shoulder. I took nervous steps to the front door and walked in.

We walked into a small office, where the heat was blaring from a small furnace in the corner. An elderly woman was behind the counter, stapling papers.

I walked up to her and smiled, which she returned.

"Hello darling! What can I help you with today?" She asked politely.

"I'm Tinsley Bresh. The transfer student.."

"Oh! Of course, of course. I've got your papers right....here!" She held up a brightly colored booklet.

I took the booklet and what appeared to be my time table and replied a small 'thank you'. She nodded and I looked at the clock. It was almost time for classes to start and I didn't even know where to go.

I parted ways from Kaitlyn and walked out into the halls. Before I could look down at the time table, I bumped into someone.

"Fucking great!"

It was definitely a male, no female could have a voice that deep.

"I-I'm so sorry!" I stuttered.

I quickly looked up and gasped. He had multiple tattoos scattered all along his arms and what looked to be a piercing in his lip. Also plastered on his face was a smirk, as he looked down at me.

"Oh it's okay sweetheart," He winked.

I shuddered, "Don't call me sweetheart."

"Why not?"

"Just don't!"

I knew the comeback was pitiful and almost laughable, but I couldn't think of anything else. I was hoping he would probably see that I didn't want to be here, but his smirk just grew.

"What's your next class, darling? Maybe I can show you where to go." He said.

"I don't need your help!"

"Feisty are we?"

"Piss off!" I said.

"I've got my eye on you, beautiful. And for now, Consider yourself mine."

He blew a kiss, then walked away, leaving me in a daze. I quickly snapped out of it and anger replaced confusion. How dare he just walk into my life and claim I'm 'his'.

Prick.

Notes

Hi! My first fanfic <3 Should I continue?

Tinsley #1 :http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?id=96193905