I looked into the familiar piercing blue eyes, they were mesmerising, I swung back realising my feet were on the ground so I wouldn't move too far away from the boy, his feet were planted opposite me on his swing to though...I quickly glanced at him, hoping he wouldn't notice, just my luck, he smiled at me; I could feel butterflies in my stomach. He was gorgeous, I was dying to get to know him, but I'd had enough experience with boys to know they only cared about themselves. But what if this boy was different...I've said that about so many of them, and keep getting hurt, I should've learnt by now. He probably wasn't any different, so with that thought, I awkwardly got off the tyre swing, jerkily moving my arms to keep my balance, when I was safely standing, I spun around on the spot crossed my arms and walked towards the gate, of the park, not bothering to look back. I could feel his eyes following me though...

I ran home, my heels clicking on the pavement, it was getting late, my mum wouldn't be home for another week though. Yeah, forgot to mention, my mum's always on business trips for a couple of weeks straight, I'm used to it though, and as for my dad he left when I was a kid, I prefer to be on my own, don't get me wrong, I'm one of the most popular girls in school, everyone wants me to be they're friend, most of them fake wannabes, there's only my two people that I can trust with everything. That's Liam and Rachel, we've been best friends since year seven, we're in a group of about ten at school though, but they understand that I like to be on my own sometimes to think about... stuff. I curled up on my sofa, kicking off my heels and tying back my soft blonde hair back in a bun, turning on the TV, and dozing off.

I woke up the next morning to the shrill ring of my alarm on my phone; I groaned, I really wasn't in the mood to go to school. I decided I would, as we have a new kid starting in my year today, I'm in lower sixth form... I thought I should make an effort to look half-decent, so I wore a clingy black skirt, tights, with a cream blouse, and grey cardie and black pumps. I started on the daily routine of brushing my teeth, washing my face, and brushing my hair. I walked down the stairs, grabbed my school bag, and started walking to school...

I walked into form, taking my regular seat in between Rach and Liam; I hugged them both in turn, asking them about their weekend... Then our evil form tutor strutted in, thinking she's a model, not a wrinkled teacher, 47 years old. I sniggered, I honestly couldn't stop myself, she was looking more eccentric by the day, wearing a blue clingy mid-thigh length dress... I stopped abruptly as someone knocked on the door, thinking it was another teacher, it's probably our head of year, checking up on us. It wasn't though... I saw his eyes looking through the glass at the top of the door, 'Oh my god' I whispered urgently as I dived behind the teacher's desk, hitting my head on the leg of a table on getting there,

"Ouch! That's gonna leave a bruise" I sighed Miss Lewis, stood up shouting,

"Chloe Green, get out from under the table immediately!" I stayed crouching down so no one could see me except Rob, my ex-boyfriend, whose table it was...

She carried on, "I'll drag you out from under there, if I have to."

I shouted back, "You do that, I'll have you arrested for assault!" I heard Liam sigh deeply, and his chair scrapped across the floor, and he stood up.