Rude// NH

Chapter 4
Second period- Art and Drama
Getting out from the Political Science class was rather relieving. Next was Art and Drama. I used to love Art and Drama not because it was fun and cool but because, that was the time I met, him.
..
“Tory! Wait up!” Nicole called breathlessly, from behind, I turned back to see an excited pair of eyes and a huge grin.
“What’s up?” I asked, raising my eyebrows.
“Ermmagerd! Did you see Josh, the new guy?” She asked, jumping up and down earning a lot of stares.
“Um, no. FYI, I haven’t met even a single guy and some chick just hit on me.” I shrugged, slinging the bag higher on my back as Nicole mouth dropped in shock.
“Damn Tory, you are in demand the first day itself!” Nicole joked as I scoffed and rolled my eyes. “Omg Omg! Josh is here, he is so effing hot, I might get burnt. I am so going to talk to him.” She breathed as she fanned herself.
“He looks quite pale to me; I guess he is sick or something. Whatever, you have fun. I gotta go; I’m running late for my class.” I said loudly, looking back at her as I ran. As soon as I could reach the class, I bumped into someone. The bump was so hard; it made me fall on the ground with a huge thud and made all my books fly high in the air and landing on my head.
“Ouch!” I cried in pain. My bum was paining so much, it was as if a cactus was being shoved up my butt...Okay I exaggerated but, it hurt. I mentally cursed the guy multiple times as I heard people laughing their ass off.
“Are you blind?” I muttered as I was picking up my fallen books and stacking them length-wise. (You dirty little pigs haha)
“I’m sorry.” A thick Irish accent said lightly.
I gazed up to be met with a pair of blue orbs that twinkled in the day light; I studied each and every feature of his. His nose perfectly carved, his adorable teeth, his cute lips that formed that small little smirk, his blond mop of hair, that were set properly.
He wasn’t just cute, hot or handsome; he was effing breath-taking! It actually felt like everything beside me had frozen, like those cliché movies.
“I know I’m hot but, quit staring at me babe.” He smirked, snapping be back to reality. I hurriedly got up, as I rolled my eyes.
What the eff? Okay fine he was good-looking but he didn’t have to act like a douche, dude.
Grow some balls.
“Number one, you aren’t hot and number two I wasn’t staring at you” I said as I glared at him and turned back to head towards my class.
“Whatever, you can’t resist me!” He smirked, as I popped my middle finger at him.
I don’t know how I could act like a bitch where in reality I was an awkward coward. Maybe this guy was the only one who could take out a totally different person out of me.
But besides that, I actually felt the “Love at First Sight” feeling. This feeling was rather new because I had never fallen in love, yes, I did have crushes, but they were few and mere and I had never taken those beyond that.
But with this guy, I don’t know what happened. He was so gorgeous, any girl would go gaga over him but on the contrary, me, Tory Richards, acted different and uptight...maybe to prove that he wasn’t as hot as he thought himself to be, or maybe to prove that I, didn’t have any interest in him unlike all other girls.
Maybe.
But at the end all I knew was, I would never disclose that I had developed a crush on him and not give him a single chance to flatter himself.
But gosh, was he hot?
Damn it, why was this so important? Forget it.

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