this is posted on wattpad too XD
Ugh, freshman year, I wish I can just skip this phase. I'm probably just going to be called the 'little one' anyways. I can already tell how bad this is going to be by all the older rowdy people,
Beside me was Feliciana, trembling with fear. She's always so helpless. "Lovina! They all look so scary.." she whimpered.
I really wish our grandpa didn't move us around so often. Because of that, we have no friends. But our grandpa promised us that this stay will be permanent, that he found a good job here. Whatever, it's hard to find friends anyways.
"Come on, lets go get our schedules," I sighed. I hope we had all our classes together. Then I could have somebody that I could call my friend, Although we were cousins, but whatever.
When we asked for our schedule, the secretary asked, "Are you twins?"
"No," I shrugged and dragged Feliciana out of the office before she can go through the long explanation of how we were living together.
I looked back and forth at our schedules and...we had none. Well fuck freshman year. It kind of made sense though, because Feliciana too a whole bunch of artistic electives while I took things like cooking.
"Well, see you at lunch," I skidded away from her, deciding she'd be no use anymore.
I guess my pace was too fast because I crashed right into some really hard abs. And I mean really hard, like in good. I looked up and mentally growned. A senior. "Fuck you," I muttered and tried to walk away.
But he didn't let me as he grabbed my arm. So I swore again. "What do you want?" I didn't bother to turn.
"Feisty freshman, huh?" he was musing to himself. The hallway was almost empty.
"I'm not feisty you-" I turned around in anger, but stopped mid sentence.
He was...gorgeous. Mexican, Spanish, Italian maybe? His eyes shouted 'SEXY' and his face shouted 'CUTE'. But of course, I didn't say that. "Bye." I ran away to find my first class.
But all day I couldn't stop thinking about the Mexican-Spanish-Italian.