The Boy In Black
Meeting Andy
As we walked into home room, a guy who I was guessing was Andy, started waving his hands frantically at us.
"Hey, Christie! Over here!!!" He shouted.
I felt myself blush as every head turned in our direction.
"Who's the new girl?"
"She's hot.."
"She looks like a slut to me..."
I heard all of those things going towards Andy. He welcomed Christie in a bear hug, while I just stood there awkwardly. She sat down next to him, and motioned me to do the same. Of course, me being the clutz that I am, out of nerves, I almost fell on my face. Everyone laughed. ugh, I felt the red deepen on my face. I bet I looked like a ripe tomato. I didn't even realize Andy was trying to get my attention until he waves a hand in front of my face. Great.... I bet now he thought I was like, mentally incompetent or something.
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked politely.
"I asked what's your name, Beautiful?"
"Oh. It's.. Um. Mallory. And you're Andy, right?"
"That'd be me. What brings you to this school, Mallory?"
"We'll, me and Jas- I mean my dad, just moved here from New York. I guess you could tell by my accent." I awkwardly chuckled.
"Yeah,love. I think everyone could tell you weren't from here. can I see your schedule?" He asked ever so politely.
"Sure" I said, handing it to him.
"Great! We have all the same classes together!" He whisper/shouted, since class had already started.
"Alright! Class! Quiet down now! It seems we have a new student. Come up and tell the class who you are and a little bit about yourselves, love." She spoke calmly to me.
I slowly got up out of my seat, and walked up towards the front of the class. When I got there, I just stood there, frozen. I didn't know what to do. Back in New York, if your new, nobody notices, except the bullies. Macy, Bryan, and Fiona were my bullies before I moved. I wondered who it was going to be this year. There was always one. Or twenty.
She told me to start with my name, and why I came to this school.
"I'm Mallory Evans, and I moved here with my dad from New York. " I was done with the subject, I didn't like talking about my father.
"Alright, love. My name is Ms.Williams. You can talk to me about anything."
"Will do..." I probably wasn't. She didn't look like she really ment it. I walked back to my desk, finally looking at Andy. And I mean LOOKING. He looked nice, but also with a bad side, he had a whole sleeve of tattoos on one arm, and more on the other. I only had one, and that was a cross on the side of my palm. Only took 45 minuets, my dad still doesn't know about it.
Andy's POV-
She was beautiful. So pretty. I just wanted to show everyone that I wanted her, but by the looks of it, Styles wanted her too. Me and him had a past, I used to belong to his gang, and he was supposed to help protect my family from the eastern gang. But he let everyone die, except for my baby sister, she was 5. She was with me at the time. I'll show him, I'll get Mallory if its the last thing I do.
"Hey, Christie! Over here!!!" He shouted.
I felt myself blush as every head turned in our direction.
"Who's the new girl?"
"She's hot.."
"She looks like a slut to me..."
I heard all of those things going towards Andy. He welcomed Christie in a bear hug, while I just stood there awkwardly. She sat down next to him, and motioned me to do the same. Of course, me being the clutz that I am, out of nerves, I almost fell on my face. Everyone laughed. ugh, I felt the red deepen on my face. I bet I looked like a ripe tomato. I didn't even realize Andy was trying to get my attention until he waves a hand in front of my face. Great.... I bet now he thought I was like, mentally incompetent or something.
"I'm sorry, what?" I asked politely.
"I asked what's your name, Beautiful?"
"Oh. It's.. Um. Mallory. And you're Andy, right?"
"That'd be me. What brings you to this school, Mallory?"
"We'll, me and Jas- I mean my dad, just moved here from New York. I guess you could tell by my accent." I awkwardly chuckled.
"Yeah,love. I think everyone could tell you weren't from here. can I see your schedule?" He asked ever so politely.
"Sure" I said, handing it to him.
"Great! We have all the same classes together!" He whisper/shouted, since class had already started.
"Alright! Class! Quiet down now! It seems we have a new student. Come up and tell the class who you are and a little bit about yourselves, love." She spoke calmly to me.
I slowly got up out of my seat, and walked up towards the front of the class. When I got there, I just stood there, frozen. I didn't know what to do. Back in New York, if your new, nobody notices, except the bullies. Macy, Bryan, and Fiona were my bullies before I moved. I wondered who it was going to be this year. There was always one. Or twenty.
She told me to start with my name, and why I came to this school.
"I'm Mallory Evans, and I moved here with my dad from New York. " I was done with the subject, I didn't like talking about my father.
"Alright, love. My name is Ms.Williams. You can talk to me about anything."
"Will do..." I probably wasn't. She didn't look like she really ment it. I walked back to my desk, finally looking at Andy. And I mean LOOKING. He looked nice, but also with a bad side, he had a whole sleeve of tattoos on one arm, and more on the other. I only had one, and that was a cross on the side of my palm. Only took 45 minuets, my dad still doesn't know about it.
Andy's POV-
She was beautiful. So pretty. I just wanted to show everyone that I wanted her, but by the looks of it, Styles wanted her too. Me and him had a past, I used to belong to his gang, and he was supposed to help protect my family from the eastern gang. But he let everyone die, except for my baby sister, she was 5. She was with me at the time. I'll show him, I'll get Mallory if its the last thing I do.
cant i add this to my library or something
3/14/14