No one enjoyed being the new kid, especially when the school year was already under way and it was your last year before the responsibilites of adult hood came crashing down upon your shoulders. Timothy Mitchells was no exception, after being dumped on the schools front steps with his twin sister, his day couldn't possible get worse.
He had already gotten a detention and had homework spewing out of his bag, and to add the cherry on his cake of misfortune, he was lost. Walking around the halls trying to find his english classroom, his thoughts led him to how he got in this predicament.
His fathers company was opening a new branch in the reigon of Arendelle, doing some sort of deal with some big shot company whos family supposedly founded the town or something, Timothy really couldn't care. Being of average height, glossy black hair with dark green eyes, everyone said he'd be popular with the ladies and have guys asking for tips on how to get the girls, and boy were they right. He sighed angrily as he entered the gym for the third time, everything looked the same! He only hoped his twin sister was fairing better.
Mary-Anne Mitchells was not doing much better. She was hopelessly lost, her physics class should be around here somewhere, she thought as she ascended the stairs to the second floor.
"Your going to lose Frost!" a girls voice interupted Marys thoughts.
" Pffft! Doubt it! Your already wearing your loser pants Anna, I'll save you the embarassment of having to change in front of everyone!" a boy jeered back.
"Can we do this before old man party pooper comes back?" another boy whined.
"Well its about time we finally settled this!" the girl shot back.
"You two know the rules, first down the stairs and end of the hall is the winner!" the whiny boy interupted. "Ready?! Set! GO!"
Right as Mary got to the top of the stair case her eyes nearly popped from her head. Racing towards her with feet taped to lunch trays, were a boy and a girl, both whooping with laughter! A mob of students were at the end of the hall cheering them on as they hurdled down the corridoor towards the stairs, which Mary suddenly realised she was at the top of.
The boy through all his laughing, turned his head and locked eyes with her. Everything that happened next felt like slow motion. He crashed into her only having slowed down fractionally, sending her books and papers flying everywhere, him landing on top of her with their limbs tangled in a mess, his lunch tray board still attached to one of his feet.
The girl had shot straight past him, only to throw herself on the bannister and sliding down at break neck speeds to the bottom, laughing and yelling 'better luck next time Frost!' She was greeted by cheering as she obviously won the race.
"Oh crap! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?!" the boy blurted out while pushing himself off Mary, who was not impressed.
" Of all the rude assh-" Marys insult was cut short as she looked at him properly.
He was quite tall, 6 foot by the looks of it with a lean but muscular build. His mop of hair was sticking up at odd angles, the color was most fasinating. It was brown with white all the way flecked through it, like it was some sort of new style that was the in thing, oh how soft it looked! He had a sharp defined jaw, with some pretty kissable looking lips, but it was his eyes that made Mary breathless. They must be contacts, she thought as she gazed into them. One was a deep blue, like an endless ocean, while the other was a deep chocolate brown flecked with tiny bits of blue.
He broke eye contact as he crawled around on the ground gathering up her belongings, all the while apoligizing. Mary was speechless as he went about, her thoughts racing ahead of her already as she envisioned their wedding, the house they'd eventually buy, and the good looking children they would have only to be snapped out of her day dream by an angry sounding voice.
"Jackson Frost, I told you last week if I found you and Miss Winters having races in this hall again i would send you to the principals office. It was not an empty threat. You are obviously corupting Young Miss Winters. Head over to the office and please give the lunch tray back to the lunch ladies on your way past the cafiteria." the old man all but spat at the guy grovelling in front of Mary.
"Sir, if i may state, Anna is a young lady capable of making her own decisions, I dont corupt her to do anything she doesn't want to do!" Jackson complained.
"Face it Frost, your in trouble!" one of the boys down the end of the hall yelled. Mary had forgotten they were there, they just had to face the facts, the boys had nothing on this Jackson fellow.
"Now Frost! Before I change my mind and have you banned from my class!" the teacher sneered. Glancing towards Mary, Jackson Frost grinned as he handed her back her belongings.
"For you, fair maiden. I apoligize for knocking you down, it was a rude way to introduce myself. Jackson Frost, madam, and you are?" he acted out, grinning the whole time while helping her to her feet. Mary was speechless! Good looking and a gentleman!
"Psh, don't worry about it! My names Mary-Anne Mitchells, I'm new here," Mary answered quickly.
"well as an apology, why don't you sit with me and my friends at lunch?" Jackson's voice rolled smoothly into her ears. "Just making sure the new student's ok Mr Slade! On my way now! See at lunch!"
Jackson Took off down the stairs, the lunch tray still attached to his feet. Oh My! Mary was in love! She quickly walked into the classroom, following all the other students in, and spoke to the teacher, Mr Slade.
He was an averaged height, old man with bushy gray eyebrows that needed severe plucking, Mary thought. His serious sharp eyes made her uncomfortable as she introduced herself. He was wearing an old tattered leather jacket with fleece lining inside, with a plain gray shirt under it. Completing his look were a pair of washed out jeans and what looked like hiking boots.
"Alright Marvin, go take a seat by Talia over there," Mr Slade gruffily interupted her pointing towards a girl with dark skin, who was scowling as he pointed at her. Mary gaped at him, who the heck was Marvin?!
" Sir! I've told you before! My name is Tiana!" the girl huffed at the teacher, who was busily pulling out a hunting magazine. Wait, What? Mary could've sworn this was physics!
" And I've told you before, Talia, I don't care," Mr Slade yawned out as he leaned back in his chair, placing his feet on his desk, proceeding to read the magazine.
Mary swallowed, and nervously sat down by Tiana, who gave her polite smile, before turning to another girl with blonde hair and started talking about cooking. Way boring, Mary thought as the class started talking around her. Gazing around, her eyes landed on two girls.
One of them was wearing a purple, dress with some nice sandals Mary wouldnt mind owning. The girls long reddish hair in a simple pony tail. Th other girl had waves of thick black hair pulled back by a pink ribbon. Her white blouse clashed horribly with her purple pants, and to make it even worse she wasn't wearing any shoes! Start from the bottom Mary thought.
"Excuse me?" Mary asked politely. First meetings are always essentual! "I was wondering if you knew where 13B is? I'm new and i don't know my way around yet." Mary smiled sweetly, Nailed it she thought.
"Oh hi, um down the stairs, first right, then third left, I'm Esmerelda, by the way," shoeless girl answered." This is Meg, you have biology next?"
Ugh she did not want to hang around with these losers all day! Just look at the way they are dressed! Under classed peasents if you asked Mary. They talked most of the lesson, if you could call it that, before Mary could finally ask the question on her mind.
"Who's Jackson Frost?"
Meg and Esmerelda stared at her, before busting out in giggles.
"He's the clown of our year, I guess," Meg sighed out. "He's pretty intelligent, but doesn't act like it. Most of the teachers hate him, except Mr Sparrow, Jack's his favourite student ever."
"If you want to know about him ask Anna Winters, they're like besties," Esmerelda added. Before Mary could ask anything else about the person of interest her phone beeped, signalling a txt. Frowning she read the txt from her brother, who was lost and angry. Sighing, Mary replied.
Timothy was beyond thrilled about being sent to the principals office for supposedly trying to peep on girls in the toilets. He had honestly thought it was the boys, its not like the sign was clear and there were only three girls in there. They were putting make up on and gossiping about another girl. Timothy sighed, the office was incredibly quiet. the clock ticking on the wall was the only noise reverberating around the room, it was really putting him on edge... The office door burst open to reveal a boy with brown hair flecked with white. He was laughing and talking to someone behind him as he waltzed into the room, acting like he owned the place, Timothy thought with a scowl.