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Chapter 2: Will's POV

'Stupid red-head.' Will said under his breath, before returning to his state of hurry and running through the hallways. He made his way over to his locker, to throw his jacket in to it and to check how he looked in the mirror he hung up there on his first day here. Will wasn't vain, he just thought it was very important to look good. With his books for his first class in his hands, he walked over to the classroom, entering at the same time the school bell rang. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to his place at the back of the classroom, taking a seat.
'HEY WILL!' A very high pitched voice called out to him. He looked up and saw the hottest girl on campus: Terri Del Monico.
'Hi Terri.' He said softly and smiled at her.
'Is this seat taken?' She cocked her head a bit to the left while asking, and batted her eyelashes at him.
'Uhm, no.' Will took his stuff of the chair next to him and watched as Terri took a seat. She continued to ramble on about nothing while he tried to look interested in her stories. You see, Terri was stunning, but not that smart. The most important things in her life were her boobs, her hair and her clothing, and she spent most of her days paying tribute to them. He had to admit all three - well, four actually- , of those things were awesome, though, so he guessed she kind of had a point. At one point, something she said got his attention: 'Oh my god, did you see how that Pillsbury girl looked today? Like, ridiculous! I mean; Yellow? Seriously? That is so not cool.'
'Uhm, yeah, you're right. Ridiculous blouse, you should totally give her a make-over.' Will silently laughed, imagining Emma standing in front of him in Terri's clothes, with Terri's hair and boobs. Ieuw. He shook his head, trying to get the image out of his brains. At that very moment Emma entered the classroom, looking completely perfect and ashamed for being late. Will saw her looking around the room and was taken by surprise when she made eye contact with him. He tried to read her eyes, but could only see frustration in there. Shaking his head again, he turned back to Terri, focusing his attention back to her. He watched the clock that hang behind her and wondered where their teacher could be. It was almost 10 minutes after 9, which probably meant that the teacher wasn't at school, which meant the students could leave. Will didn't though and stayed in his seat, mainly because the hottest girl on campus was sitting next to him, and he found it rude to just pack up his stuff and continue his day. He didn't want her to be mad at him. Fighting with Terri meant fighting with the entire school. A thing you could better not do. She continued telling him what kind of product she used that morning to curl her hair in the way she did and he nodded, listening to her but not understanding a single thing of what she was saying. When he looked at the clock again, he saw another 10 minutes had passed. He was starting to get just a tiny bit annoyed with Terri's fashion talk and decided to come to action. Not listening if he interrupted her story, he took a dive into the depth and asked: 'Hey Terri, are you having plans for tonight?'
'Oh, no, not really…Why?' She answered, batting her eyelashes at him again.
'Well, I was wondering if you would like to go out with me? Eat dinner and then catch a movie at the cinema, maybe?' He had his smoldering look in his eyes and knew he had her in his pocket.
'Oh, Yes! Of course I would like that, Will!' She began clapping her hands and making little enthusiastic jumps while still sitting on her chair. Will hurried to catch her hands in one of his, to prevent her from jumping off her chair and falling flat on her face, probably breaking a leg of another part of her body in the process.
'Okay, great! Uhm, shall I pick you up around 7.30?' He asked while he let go of her hands, hoping she had calmed down a bit.
'Yes, that would be great. I'll make sure I'm ready by the time you get there.' He watched as she gathered her stuff and threw him a wink before making her way out of the classroom. Hell yes. He had got himself a date with the hottest chick around. While smiling, he also gathered his stuff and went to walk out of the classroom, but not before he bumped into Emma again by accident, which of course meant on purpose with those two. He had already made sure his day was going to be awesome. The rest of the day went by great, like always. Nothing new, nothing special, apart from all the guys that were just a little bit popular shaking his hand or slapping him on the back in a friendly way. No, nothing could ruin his day anymore, he thought. Wrong. Drama class completely changed that in a way he didn't think was possible.