Chapter 1

Lila

The bell rang and I walked to class. I wasn't looking forward to working in my group in English and trying to find literary devices and supporting details in this book we were reading. Class was half over and my group had nothing.

"I'm telling you guys, that definitely symbolizes his lack of fashion sense" Said Adam who was still trying to get over the fact that Finny, the character in the book, was wearing a pink shirt and a tie around his waist.

"Adam, we get it already, you don't like Finny, but just because you have the attention span of a 2 year old doesn't mean that you have to express your opinion on everything you find wrong." I had, had enough of Adam's slacking off, I'm not going to get a bad grade because of him.

My teacher laughed at what I had said, Ms. Fedorov, or Kfed as everyone calls her, had to be the coolest teacher I have ever had. She was always making fun of people like Adam, so she didn't care if you did too.

"God Lila you don't have to get so snippy." Adam was pretty much curled up in a dark corner in his mind after what I said to him.

"Adam I shouldn't have to remind you every time you think you're funny that you're not, alright? Just sit your ass down and do the assignment, I don't want any homework tonight."

My name is Lila and I am a freshman in probably the richest suburban town in New England. It sucks here, all the guys are big meat head jocks that can't keep their mouths shut about how awesome they are. But they have the right to brag, our football team is 5 years undefeated, best in the state. I love a good football game, but when they start winning every time, it kind of gets predictable. If you're from here you can't tell people, unless you don't mind getting a look and treated like you're less than what you are. Where I live is full of Lawyers, Doctors, and Realtors, pretty much big money, but not my family. I live on the dirt cheap side of town, my house is tiny and falling apart with its green window panels and "is it supposed to be white? Or is it just naturally that brown?" house. It's not much, and sure I'd like a bigger house, but this one has too many memories. My school is also a piece of crap, the ceiling is always falling on you piece by piece, some hallways are -4degrees, while others are 80. Doors don't open right, the heat is either on and kicking or not at all, there is no air conditioner, there's always something wrong with our pool, and shit breaks all the time. I know what you're thinking, why does such a rich town not use some of that money to fix up the school? Well I'll tell you why, we are too busy spending it on our fat ass police force, every year they have new cars or uniforms, for people that don't have to do jack I say they're over paid.

"Alright guys finish up what you are doing, there is only 15 minutes left of class" Kfed always gives us free time at the end of class.

So we are getting together all of our stuff when I hear a knock on the door frame.

"Hey Kfed what's good?" Some athlete said at the door, I didn't have to look up, I could just tell but the cockiness in his voice.

"Hey Erik can I help you?" Kfed acted like she had all the time in the world.

"Nah Kfed, I had a sub and he let us out early, so I thought I'd come to visit the class. Kfed what do you have these kids reading this time? I don't remember reading that last year." He grabbed a copy of the book Kfed was making us read, A Separate Peace By John Knowles, A.K.A. the most boring book ever, I hadn't even read the book yet and everyone else was on chapter like 10, I just got all my homework off of other people and took notes about it in class.

"That's because we read this as freshman" Kfed explained to him.

"Oh, this is a freshman class? Dude I thought they were like sophomores." Erik said. So now I knew 2 things about him, his name is Erik, and he's a junior. I debated looking up to see what he looked like or not, I decided to look, just to see if he fit the 'meathead' standard. When I looked up, I was shocked. Normally the jocks in the school were big and muscular with huge necks, Pecs and egos, but not him. His eyes were big, wide that is, not like he was excited, but naturally that way, and baby blue, his face was oval shaped with great bone structure. His lips were soft and light pink, his neck normal sized, he had rosy cheeks and light brown short hair, he was muscular, but it was a lean muscle and not overdone. This wasn't the kind of athlete you would normally find in this school. I looked once more into his eyes, and he looked into mine.

"Hey" he said with the most adorable smile, he had perfect teeth too.

"Hey" I smiled back

"Hey Kfed do you remember the time you threw the book at that one kid cause he pissed you off?" he reminded Kfed.

"What?!" I asked shocked.

"Yeah," he smiled "some kid said something to her and made her mad and she grabbed the closest thing to her, which was like a book the size of a dictionary" he laughed at himself. I laughed too.

"Erik that's a lie and you know it. It wasn't a book, it was like a magazine!" Kfed tried to defend herself, but I don't know how she planned to get out of this one.

"Ha-ha, no Kfed it was definitely the size of a dictionary" Erik said laughing this time. He has the sweetest laugh, and his voice was so deep and warm.

"Kfed I'm shocked!" I exclaimed.

"You should be, because it's not true" Kfed was all serious now.

Erik laughed "Ha-ha, okay, what ever you say."

The bell rang then and I packed up my stuff. I got up to leave, but Erik caught me by my arm.

"Hey" he smiled his warm welcoming totally not egomaniac smile, I couldn't help but smile back.

"Hey"

"I'm Erik" he said.

"Yeah I got that" I smiled

"Ha-ha, yeah, well…" he sounded like he had something he wanted to say, but wasn't saying it.

"Well, Erik, it's been fun getting to know you and all, but I'm going to be late for class." No matter how dreamy his eyes were I really did have to go to class.

"Uhh…right, well um, I'd like to get to know you better, will you call me sometime?" he took out a pen and asked for my hand. I gave him a piece of paper, it would wash off my hand.

"Yeah, I'll call you." I said as I reluctantly turned away from his beautiful features.

"Wait!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah?" I turned back around.

"I didn't get your name" he looked so innocent, like a puppy.

"Lila" I smiled at him.

"Lila," he repeated "nice to meet you Lila" he smiled that damn smile again and I almost lost my train of thought.

"You too, Erik" now I really had to get to class.

That night I debated calling Erik, but I was too busy wondering what someone like him, gorgeous, athletic, nice, he could have any girl he wanted and he chose me. Why? I decided to wait to call him, just to see if he would come up to me tomorrow and ask my why I didn't call him, or if I was just another handout to him. I would find out tomorrow, but for now I just drifted off to sleep thinking of him, and if he was thinking of me.