Chapter 2 Isadora's POV
I am trying my best to hide just how nervous I actually am. I am terrified of everything happening all over again. I don't want to fall back into our summer routine. After our parents found out more than we ever planned to tell them, let's just say, summer wasn't fun for Riley or me. Sadly, we have daddy one time, for History, luckily it's the last class of the day. We have him and three other classes and lunch together, the other three being Advanced Calculus, Advanced Chemistry, and Speech for me and Home Ec, Algebra, and Biology for her. I'm really nervous about going through my day without her, but it's time to toughen up, and face life head on. That's something my father would say anyway. When we made it into the building, I can feel myself let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I don't know what I was expecting, but this school is actually nice, appearance wise. It looks clean, well built, and well taken care of. Again that's just the appearance, who knows what we will find if we dig a little deeper. I look over at Riles and she meets my eye, we can both feel how nervous we were, but we just smiled, breathed deeply, and stride forward. Whatever the day holds, we will discover it together. We walk to homeroom before our other classes began, which is coincidently our father's classroom. For those who don't know, homeroom is a mini break before the actual classes begin. You go there to hear the announcements, talk to friends, and just chill before the first bell indicating it's time for hard work to take place.
The first person we see is Mr. Matthews, also known as, daddy to me and Riley. I can tell he detects our nervousness because he smiles, mouths I love you, and turns to address the rest of the room. Riley sits in the middle, I sit on the left of her, and the other students file right on in. I saw many faces as I observed, but only a few stood out. A pretty blond, who sat on the right of my sister, a handsome jock sitting behind the blond, a dark-skinned guy sitting behind him, and just behind my sister, the handsomest guy of them all. He is dressed in black, with a dark beanie covering his head. At first glance, I gathered bad boy, stay away, but then I heard him talking to the blond, and thought otherwise. Oh yeah, then there's the girl dressed a little too nightclub for school, hanging all over the jock with her tongue down his throat. I feel myself gag, which caught the attention of Riles. I nod my head in the couple's direction, she glances back before pulling a disgusted face. The eye roll of the blond and head shake from the other two boys didn't go unnoticed.
"Okay, guys settle down for me please. To you own seat Ms.," he glances at the roaster I'm assuming, "Bradford. Okay, my name is Mr. Matthews, I will be your homeroom teacher and for those who have history, I will be seeing you later. Alright, when I call your name, say here so that I can mark you present. I know it's a little elementary for you guys, but it's worked for millions of years so poo on you."
He went down the line and the only few I paid attention to, I learned their names were Maya, Lucas, Zay, and Farkle, what kind of name is that? It's beyond adorable. Wait, what?Anyway, when he got to me then Riles, and some other kind with the last name Matthews, I knew it was bond to come up.
"Wait, Matthews? Are all you guys related or something?" the blond asked chuckling at her seat, feet propped up.
"First, feet off Ms. Hart. And only the girls and I are related. They're my daughters, now if we can continue please." Yeah you tell her dad.
"You mean like blood daughters, because no offense sir, but they are way more attractive then you," the dark-skinned guy spoke up.
"Hahahaha, guess I met the Eric of the room," Riles and I burst out laughing before realizing we were all on our own. But trust if they knew our Uncle Eric, they would laugh to. We both blushed and looked down avoiding eye contact. As dad finished the attendance, we were left to our own merits. Riles and I were chatting among ourselves, when dad calls us to his desk.
"How's it going so far girls?"
"Well we seem to be totally invisible besides the little Eric thing, but we're doing fine I think," Riles says making eye contact with me for affirmation. I nod my head in agreement.
"Good, I'm glad it's going okay for now. The moment things aren't okay, come get me and I will deal with it. No repeats, you girls know you can come to me and mom for any and everything. We love you and want you to always be okay," he smiles at us. Just then the bell rings signaling that it was time for classes.
"Okay, love you daddy," Riley says before kissing his cheek.
"Love you dad," I say before we leave, arms linked, to our first class. As we went our separate ways for our first class apart, Algebra and AP Calc, we hug goodbye at the door that sits right in the middle of ours and part ways. Being one of the first one's in the room, I was surprised to see the bad boy in here. He was sitting at his desk, feet propped up, and listening to music. He was in the front row, where I usually like to sit, so I sat next to him, seeing I had no other choice, and faced forward. I decided to get a head start on a few things last night, so I went over the work I did for the third time. Suddenly I feel eyes on me, so I look up and around just to come into contact with his eyes.
"Should you be in this class?" he asks me which shocks me because I could say the same thing about him.
"I could say the same thing about you," I quip back, surprising myself. He just smirks at me, whoa... hot. Stop it Izzie!
"Touche. I'm Farkle, Farkle Minkus," he holds his hand out to me.
"Seriously that's you name?" I say taking his hand.
"Yeah and yours?" he chuckles.
"Isadora Matthews, but everyone calls me Izzie," I introduce myself.
"Cool. Whatcha doin'?"
"Oh, uhm," I blush. "I'm actually checking over my work from last night. I kind of did some problems in advance to get a headstart. I know it's weird, but seeing how I'm probably the youngest here, I wanna prove that I should be, you know."
"How old are you?"
"Fifteen, I kind of skipped fifth grade, so yeah," she felt kind of awkward.
"So am I. I skipped first grade though, so your not weird. You're actually kind of adorable and beautiful," he smiles at me. I feel my face grow hot at the compliment.
"T-t-thanks." He smiles and goes back to his music and I just sit their face red and a smile on my face. I might just really like this school.
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Riley's POV
I hated leaving Izzie, but we're gonna be just fine. It's a new place, a new experience, so it has to be okay. My first class is math, I love math, not as much as Izzie, but it's the easiest of all subjects I'm required to take. As I walk into the classroom, I am once again looking at my schedule when I feel myself fall on my ass.
"Oh shit, sorry are you okay?" Someone says reaching a hand out to help me up.
"Yeah, my fault. I wasn't paying attention. Trying to multi-task and what not. I'm sorry."
"Forgiven." I look up and come face to face with the blond from homeroom.
"Oh hey, you're in my homeroom. I'm Riley," I say holding out my hand this time, introducing myself.
"Maya. Nice to meet you Riley," she says shaking my hand and then going to her seat. I look around the room, a few people are present, but not many. I look for a place to sit before I see Maya nod her head towards the desk to the left of her. I quickly take the seat and pull out my supplies before she said anything else.
"So you're new around here? How you like it so far?" She seems genuinely nice, so I smile at her before answering.
"So far so good. Only time will tell really."
"You should be fine. People are nice here, a few assholes, but they are pretty decent. And hey look, you already made a friend, so can't be all bad."
"So we're friends?"
"You're alright kid, so yeah sure we're friends now." I smile at her and she returns it. Just then, the bell rings and students come flying in to make it before the second bell. The teacher comes in and class begins, and I can't help but think I might just like it here.
