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I am getting ready for the first day of being a junior at Gibster High. I've been dreaming to go to this school for the amazing arts program, since it's a school who only take in kids with exceptional academic, art or athletic talent. You can call it a gifted school. I was never able to apply to this school for the first 2 years of high school due to family problems. 3 years ago, my parents were fighting like crazy. There were arguments almost every night and my brother Jonathon and I weren't able to do anything decent at home. I couldn't even do anything properly with our family troubles and decided it to be best if I went to my feeder high school. Later in freshmen year, my brother and I found out that our parents were getting a divorce. I couldn't believe it. I knew there were a lot of fights, but I never thought it was going to end up as a divorce. There was a huge fight with our parents about who were keeping us. In the end, Jonathon was going to stay with our father and I was going to stay with our mother. Jonathon and I were upset that we were getting split apart but there was nothing we can do. I became rebellious after that. I broke all our house rules, and did anything to make my mother upset. So, I didn't apply that year either. Things became better in our house, so I finally had the time and motivation to apply for visual arts. I wasn't sure if I'll get accepted knowing there's so many other talented kids who are probably better than me but I got in! Now here I am, going to a new school in grade 11. How am I going to make friends when they already have their own cliques?
"Mom, I'm leaving now!" I shouted before leaving.
"Wait!" my mother Jocelyn yelled back. She came out of our living room. People say I look exactly like her but I don't think so. Yeah, we both have red hair and green eyes but my mom has this beauty that I know I don't have. She has a better figure then me. She is more….developed. I look like this small stick with wild red curls.
"Sweetheart, I needed to tell you something but I completely forgot to tell you last night!" Jocelyn says with a smile. "I found out that an old friend of mine lives around here and also has kids who go to your new school! I just wanted to let you know that we are going to go over to her house tonight. So come home right after school." I knew she meant that I won't be able to hang out with Simon after school. I nodded to this and smile before I leave. At least I'll know some people tomorrow. Hopefully they're nice.
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Room 225.
I have been going around the school for the past 10 minutes trying to find this class. The bell rang about 2 minutes ago. Great, I'm going to be late on the first day of school. The hallways started to clear up so I ended up just staring along the wall at the room numbers not noticing where I was going until I hit someone hard; so hard that I actually fell on the floor.
"I am so sorry." I say as I get up to look at him. I couldn't help but stare. The guy in front of me who I just bumped into is the most attractive guy I have ever seen. He has these beautiful golden eyes, and he had golden blond hair that looked perfect. He looked like an Angel. He was wearing this navy blue tight Hollister shirt that showed his abs and muscles and these faded jeans that hung low on his hip. He looked beautiful. I saw him smirk and look at me knowing I was checking him out.
"I know I'm stunningly attractive but it's rude to stare you know." He says with another beautiful smirk. Ah, he's arrogant. Well, that just ruined his whole 'perfect guy' image. He probably can get any girl to fall for him. I'm NOT going to let that happen.
"Sorry, but if I were you, I wouldn't be so sure that that was the reason I was staring at you." I snapped. I hope he doesn't ask why because I wouldn't know what to say. I was staring at him for THAT reason.
"Oh, really?" He says sarcastically. He knows I'm lying, he doesn't even try to hide that he's good looking. What an arrogant bastard.
"I would LOVE to chat with you, but I need to find my class. I'm, I mean we're already late." I say with a small smile and walk away until a strong arm takes my arm and pulls me back. Now, I was inches away from him. Don't smile. Don't blush. Don't smile. But he looks at me with his famous smirk and I realized I probably looked like a tomato.
"How about I help you find your class. You're obviously new here. Let me see your schedule." Before I can reply he grabs my schedule from my hand and scanned it.
"What's your major/talent?" He asks curiously while looking at the paper.
"Visual Arts" I mumbled. Why am I so nervous around him? Was it that he was hot? Or was there this feeling around him that just makes me so uncomfortable? No…it's more like…I feel different. Yeah…different.
"Oh okay. It seems like we have Science and English together. "He says with a smirk. I just want to rip that smirk from his face, but it that smirk makes him even MORE beautiful. He leads me down a hallway that I must have passed 5 times before and he stopped in front of the classroom.
"Here's your class, short stuff." The boy says while giving me my schedule back. I mumble a thanks right as I was opening the classroom door he asks "May I know your name?"
"Clary, and you are…?" I ask. I might as well know his name.
"Jace" he quickly replies and walks away. Even his name has a something special to it. I walk into class and I mumble an apology to the teacher and sit at the very back. I wasn't even able to pay attention because all I can think about is the beautiful blond boy I walked into.
