Chapter 1
~ I woke up this morning with a grudge the size of your story~ my iPod sang to wake me from my glorious slumber.
"Uugh" I groaned as I forced myself to get out of bed and shower to start the day.
I turned off the hot water and my body cringed as the cold air hit it. I wrapped myself in a towel and started drying my light blonde hair. When my hair was dried I didn't style it I just let it fall to my side messily then started doing my makeup and thinking of an outfit, it was a pretty warm day so shorts and a t-shirt it was.
Once I was ready I went downstairs to find my house completely empty, a regular occurrence for me. I turned on the TV and put Kerrang on and made myself some cereal, well I say made when all I really did was put something in a bowl with milk. The second I swallowed my last spoonful I received a text from Frances informing me she was outside with Faith.
I put my bowl and spoon in the sink with the intention to wash them when I was home from school and headed out the front door, picking up my school bag on the way.
"Hey babe" I said as I approached them "Hi" they both greeted me "So how did it go?" Faith asked, referring to the 'chat' I had with my mother about going on a girls week away when the school semester ends "She said she'll think about it, so if I suck up to her enough she'll probably say yes" I smiled, Frances and Faith literally screamed with excitement as we walked "So have we decided where we're going if we do go?" Faith asked "I don't know, but I was thinking Ibiza" Frances said "Oooh, sounds fun" I said in agreement "So Ibiza it is" Faith said.
"Oh we're going to Ibiza!" Frances sang rather loudly to which she then received a 'tsk' from a snooty rich lady walking her dog "She's just jealous because she's not going to Ibiza!" she sang even louder, the woman just looked at us disapprovingly, sending us all into fits of laughter.
"So what's the chem' project like?" I asked Faith as she was in the other class to me and Frances and they were a lesson ahead so she knew things like this before we did "It's about emulsions, which is easy enough, but you're given partners" she moaned.
"Who'd you get?" I asked, knowing she didn't like her partner "Jake Brown" she said, shuddering. Jakes the top jock of the school who flirts with anyone with boobs, he has a crazy obsession with Faith which is great entertainment for Frances and I but must be horrible for her "Bummer" I said as we walked into the school doors. The bell went at that instant so we headed to Chemistry.
"Miss Sanders and Miss Evans, so nice of you too join us" Mr Smith said condescendingly "We're not late" Frances stated, I looked at the clock but before I had time to read it the second bell rang, then a boy I had never seen in this class walked in "He's late" she said "Well... He's new, give him a break" he stuttered and we rolled our eyes.
"It grinds on me how he chooses boys over girls" I said "I know, with most male teachers it's the other way around" she joked as we took our seats at the back of the classroom.
To be fair her remark was pretty true as the majority of male teachers at this school were old and pervey, Mr Smith on the other hand is just an asshole.
"Ok, as you know we are starting a new project today which makes up 30 per cent of your final grade, which means you have to take it seriously" Mr Smith started and I zoned out, I wasn't paying attention until names started to be read out and I've learned from past experience that's a good time to start listening.
"Ivy Sanders is working with Alex Gaskarth" he said, I didn't recognize the name so by method of deduction I guessed that was the new kid 'great a new person I have to talk to' I thought to myself.
I'm not shallow but I hate working with new people because I'm insanely shy, especially around attractive boys, I glanced at him awkwardly as he came up to my desk, he was attractive, damn. He had messy brown hair, deep brown eyes and an amazing smile.
"Hey, you're Ivy?" he said when he reached my desk "Yeah, how'd you know?" I asked trying not to sound like an idiot "Your name's on your book" he pointed out 'NOT be an idiot' I reminded myself mentally "Oh, right" I laughed and it went silent.
"Now that you have your partners, come and get a project book" Mr Smith said "I'll go" I offered practically jumping out of my seat, hoping to meet Frances at the bottom of the classroom "Help me!" I whispered to her "Why, you get Mr Hottie pants and I'm stuck with Georgia!" she moaned. Georgia is the school bitch who points out everyone's flaws and ridicules them, she is also thick as fuck so everyone knew Frances would be stuck doing all the work. "You may think working with Alex will be fun but I'm unable to uphold an actual conversation with people I don't know, remember my first week of school, I didn't say a word to anyone!" I said panicking myself "Calm down, your older now. He's just a person" she said, which didn't help at all but I smiled and walked back to the desk, two project books in hand.
"So what is this?" he asked as I handed it to him "Um... it's a book, which tells you what to do and everything" I stuttered and he laughed, I shot him an 'I don't see the funny side' look but he just continued to giggle "What?" I asked
"So it's true, you are shy as fuck" he said, I was slightly offended but I knew it was true "Where did you hear that?" I asked "I heard you and your friend talking" he said whilst grinning "You listened in on our conversation? That's kind of weird you know" I said without making eye contact "I just wanted to get to know you better" he said innocently "Why?" I said slightly meaner than I meant to "Well because your pretty" he said, sounding like a four year old.
"Thanks" I said quietly, I could feel my cheeks burning "We should probably start the project though" I said trying to change the subject "Whatever" he muttered while flicking through his book.
I read the first page thoroughly and decided this was going to be pretty easy, basically you had to mix something and time something, which is exactly how I described it to Alex when he asked "Helpful" he mocked.
We were finished before the lesson ended so we ended up sitting in an awkward silence "So I was wondering if you would be willing to give me your number?" he asked, going almost as shy as I had been all lesson "Sure" I said, taking his hand and writing my number on the back of it, when our hands touched, there was something special happening, I felt like I had actual butterflies in my stomach and my hand felt tingly and weak.
What's happening to me?