"Lizzie you'd never believe it!" My best friend Charlotte shrieked as I grabbed my books from my locker. That girl should have known that I hated to be disturbed on a Monday morning, back from the holidays, after your youngest sister spills coffee all over you, your mum gives you a lecture on grabbing a boyfriend and you arrive to your first day back drenched from the rain. I really hated England.
"What's going on now, Char?" I groaned as I put my books in my bag.
"Wow you're very wet. Anyway there are two new students in our year and they are so hot!"
"Char, you think everyone's hot. You said Collins was hot!" I reminded her of that one time. Her friend was clearly drunk. No sane person would ever say that. Collins wasn't a bad person he was just extremely clingy and had a thing for droning on and on. His appearance wasn't exactly much to look at either. He was short with pale sickly skin and thin greasy hair. Unfortunately he was in mine and Charlottes form. I had just managed to get away from him in form where he was talking about spending his holidays with his amazing boss or something. Who spends their summer with their boss? The holidays were meant for you to get away from your bosses not to spend more time with them.
"Don't remind me I said that." Char said playfully hitting me. "Anyway one of them is called Charlie Bingley and he lives in Netherfield. That's not far away from us. The other one is Will Darcy and god is he something to look at. He lives in Pemberly. What I wanted to tell you was that Charlie is going gooey eyes over Jane!"
Jane is my sister and also my best friend apart from Char. She's the same age as me. We're both 17.
"Right," I said grabbing Char, "Let's go see if this Charlie guy is good enough for Jane." We both run down the hallway and into the science block where they were supposed to be.
Char pouted as she looked around the room, "Will isn't here but look there's Jane and Charlie. " We walked up to them casually. Jane turned and smiled as she saw us. One word to describe Jane was - angel. She had beautiful wavy blonde hair with gorgeous blue eyes, overall had a perfect face with a skinny body, and was the perfect height. She had the looks and personality of an angel. It would have been easy to hate her except she had one of the kindest hearts. Lizzie noticed she was talking to a cute ginger haired boy. She smiled as they approached, "Hey Lizzie. You haven't met Charlie have you?"Jane said introducing them.
"No," I said politely shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you. I'm Jane's sister."
Charlie smiled, "It's a pleasure to meet you. Sorry my friend Will just left for his first lesson. He never wants to be late. But don't worry you'll get to meet him." After a few more commentaries, Charlie turned slightly towards Jane and they both leaned in talking animatedly together.
I leant in to Char and whispered, "I think they're going to get along very well."
"Yep they're perfect." Char groaned as the bell rung for the first lesson, "Great I have History. Why on earth did I choose history?"
I smiled, "Because you're an idiot." I turned to Charlie and Jane and said, "Well I guess I'll see you around." They both waved as I headed out towards my biology room. I decided to choose Biology as one of my three subjects because I liked learning about the body. It was one of my favourite parts of science.
Off course being my usual clumsy self I managed to knock into someone as I was walking to my room and all my books went flying.
Great well done Lizzie, you idiot.
"I'm so sorry!" I apologised as I picked up my books and stood up. In front of me was one of the most gorgeous boys I had ever seen. He had broad shoulders, slightly wavy brown hair with matching eyes. And he was tall. I had to look up a little to meet his eyes. However, his face wasn't matched with the dazzling smile that I had expected with it. Instead, he looked irritated and impatient and his eyebrows were raised. "Why don't you watch where you're going?" He grumbled.
I raised my eyebrows as well, "Well someone as tall as you was bound to knock somebody over. It was surely going to happen."
He crossed his arms and I noticed his muscles flex. Wow!
Lizzie! I scolded myself.
"Yeah well someone as tiny as you was bound to fall over at a single touch." He said.
What! I was not tiny, I was a perfectly normal height. And he had not merely touched me. He had walked into me. I remembered bashing into his stone hard body. There was probably a six pack under that shirt. No, Lizzie do not go there! I frowned, "Well at least im not a giant pole! Excuse me." I sidestepped away from him and walked hurriedly to my Biology class thankfully not knocking into anybody else.
Biology was quite boring. It was the usual first day stuff where the teacher tells you what is expected and getting folders and things. Istarted to wonder about the mystery stranger that I knocked into. He was very rude but also handsome. Why did the super hot guys have to be so stuck up. The day went by very quickly and soon I found myself in the passenger seat of Jane's car with Jane rambling on about how perfect Charlie was.
"Lucky you two are sharing the same class then," I said as she talked about the hobbies they had discussed.
"Yeah I cant wait to talk to him again. Chemistry is going to be so fun."
As soon as we stepped into our house Mum started interrogating us on whether we'd found any nice guys. Yep you heard right. She didn't ask the normal things such as, "How was your first day back dear?" or "Did you like your teachers?" Nope she asks, "So girls did you hook up with any guys today?"
I groaned and pushed past mum running up to my room. I could hear Jane mumbling something about a new friend. Yeah right. She and Charlie Bingley were clearly not friends. They'd met each other for a day and already they were exchanging phone numbers. Love was in the air.
I spent most of the day in my one time I came out of my room was to eat dinner. Lydia and Kitty, my youngest sisters who were 15, were talking about some dance lesson. They were both inseprable, (apart from when they had their little arguments usually about nothing), but that was not exactly a good thing. Me and Jane had a healthy sibling relationship even though we were very different from each other. Jane was kind and patient whilst I was quite loud and impatient. Mum always wished that Janes wonderful nature would rub off on me. Sadly it didn't. She would always say something like, "Oh Lizzie why cant you be like Jane?"
The atmosphere in the dining room was quite loud but it was always like this. Lydia and Kitty had started arguing about who had done the better dance routine, Mum was interrogating poor Jane about Charlie Bingley and how rich he was and Mary, the middle sibling, was trying to get a word in edgeways to talk about a program she was doing. Only me and dad stayed silent. Dad looked up from his newspaper for one seecond to roll his eyes at the scene and I smiled back at him.
When I had finished eating I got up immeidately to hurry off to my safe quiet room but I was stopped by Mum.
"Lizzie sit down. I want to know all about your day. Did you meet anybody?"
"Yes Charlie Bingley and Charlotte." I answered simply sitting back down.
"Lizzie don't play with me! I mean did you meet any handsome guys that haven't been taken?" Jane blushed. Charlie wasn't hers yet.
I rolled my eyes, "No."
"You didn't meet any guys at all. Not even Collins?"
I groaned, "He's not a guy and I'm telling you now I am not and never will be interested in Collins."
Mum sighed, "Oh Lizzie you know you're not as pretty as Jane so you cant expect the same standards. Collins is a perfectly nice gentlemen, not as rich as Charlie sure, but he works for Miss Catherine de bourgh!"
Urgh. Why did her Mum have to go on about rich guys. Lizzie wouldn't care if the guy she liked had no money. It wouldn't matter at all.
"Well I did meet some guy." Lizzie smiled wating for her mums reaction but her mum was going to be dissapointed.
Mum shrieked, "Ooh whats his name. Was he handsome?" Why did her mum have to talk like a teenager?
"Yes he was handsome but mum I wouldn't get your hopes up. He's an arrogant idiot. I called him a giant pole beofre I walked off."
"Elizabeth Bennet that is no way to talk to a gentlemen!"
"Yeah yeah I know. Bye." Lizzie got up, washed her plate and then left with her mum moaning about how she was never going to get a boyfriend and how she was going to live in poverty. Lizzie snorted. As if having no boyfriend would lead to poverty.
Soon the day ended and after having completed her homework, (yes she got homweork on the first day), Lizzie slept soundly with a dreamless sleep. Hopefully the next day wouldn't be quite so chaotic. She hoped that it wouldn't include a certain someone she had run into.