CHAPTER 5!
As I got back into my Jeep, I noticed the line of traffic heading to the back of the school. As I followed it, I looked around at all the vans and the Jeeps and I realized that I would fit in ok, because my car was pretty much like everyone else’s. Well besides the black hummer in the parking lot. Unfortunately for me the only parking spot left was right next to it. Just as I pulled into the spot, the hottest guy I’ve ever seen in my entire life was getting out of his car. He was almost like a god. With his blonde hair put into spike in the front with the tips died black. His face was perfect even from the angle I was looking at him from. But before I could ogle more, a girl with red hair came up and grabbed his hand and kissed him. I knew a guy that perfect had to have a girlfriend.
As I was getting out of my Jeep, I noticed him look my way. A strange look appeared on his face. Then I got out of my car and reached inside and grabbed my stuff. The next thing I knew I dropped my keys and just as I was about to pick them up, a white hand reached them before me and picked them up. That’s when I looked up to see who it was who grabbed my keys for me, I was about to say thank you when it caught in my throat. I was stunned to see the most perfect face so close to mine that I had even seen in my entire life. All I could do was just stare, and as I was staring I noticed that his eyes were almost like a liquid metal color, with his high cheek bones and the light purplish circles under his eyes. He flashed a small smile and started to stand up; as I did I lost my balance and fell.
I heard a musical laugh, and a white hand extended down to help me up to my feet. I gingerly took the hand, and as if I weighed nothing, he helped me get to my feet. Then in a silky, almost like velvet voice he asked " Are you always this clumsy? I blushed and then he introduced himself, "Well my names Jason Noelson" and my blush deepened and i said "My names Elizabeth Newton, but i like to be called Liz." Then he replied "Well it's nice to meet you," then he asked "So what classes do you have?" So I went on about my boring schedule, and found out we had all but one class together, and that was gym. Our first period class was English, so we walked together and talked about books we had read, and bands we liked, as we made our way to class.
I just knew I was going to love this class. English had always been my favorite subject in school. I liked to read and write, my own stories and poems. the teacher was so nice, her name was Mrs. Catalyst. The funny thing was the only seat left open in the class, was right next to Jason. Another reason why I liked the teacher, was the fact that she didn't make me go up in front of the class and introduce myself. but only down side was when she started class, it was all about stuff I already knew from my old school. So I grabbed my purple notebook out of my bag and i started to write a new poem. Jason must have been watching me from the corneer of his eye, because he turned to me and asked me what i was writing about and without really knowing why I told him. I said "I'm writing a poem, why do you ask?" he replied simply, " Oh, I just wantd to know, so who's your favorite poet?" and I replied "Edgar Allen Poe" and he replied "Interesting" and raised an eyebrow as in to say explain and well I don't know why but I told him why, I said "I like Poe's work because it speaks to you, and it describes stuff in such detail, it's almost like your there, seeing it through Poe's eyes." He nodded in what I think was agreement and turned his attention back on the teacher, I turned back to my poem, and out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw him smiling.