Okay. So, I got good reviews! Continue that, and I'm not updating until my review box says ten reviews! This chapter is where Amy meets Ty. Okay? Good. R & R!!! -Ally
"Another day, another adventure." She spoke quietly to herself. She slipped on her Dolce and Gabbana oversized sunglasses and inspected herself in the reflection of her car. She looked hot in her outfit from earlier. Hopefully I'll make an impression. She thought to herself with a smile.
She arched her back and gracefully strode through an immense gateway and smiled her famous smile. Some students passing through the halls noticed her, eyes wide. She sauntered purposefully into the administration office, sashaying her hips as she did so. Although her stance and physical attitude were high, her manners never let down.
"Hello. My name is Amy Fleming. I'm here for my new student evaluation." Amy said with a smile, her perfectly plucked eyebrows rose.
"Ah, yes. I'm Carol, the secretary here at SPA. Nice to meet you. Your light will shine brightly here." Carol smiled and then said, "I'm required to say that. Let's get you situated, shall we?"
Amy immediately felt herself warming up to Carol and the school. She smiled even bigger. "Kay." Amy said and Carol stood up from behind the desk.
"You will be in Current Events. That's the class that's the least awkward and you don't need to have any previous knowledge. Come with me." Carol walked to the door and Amy followed. So far, I'm not eaten. She thought with a grin.
Knock, knock. Carol knocked the mighty oak door marked with: Current Events. Mr. Valentino. 342. "Come in." Could be heard from inside. Amy plastered her best "this is my place, get used to it" smile while it was at the same time genuine.
"Welcome, Ms. Fleming." A man in his probably mid-forties said to Amy. At the mention of her last name, all heads turned to face on her. Amy was cool with it. It wasn't the first time. Her grey eyes flashed.
"Thank you." Amy gave a curt nod of her head.
"I'm sure everyone will be nice to you," He cast stern glances to the class, "my name is Mr. Valentino. You can sit there between Emma and Ty." He pointed to an empty seat. Amy flicked her hair over her shoulder and took her seat. The girl sitting on her right smiled.
"Hey, there. I'm Emma. I know how awkward it can be to do this, but you get over it. I'm sure you'd fit in if only you were wearing a uniform." She smiled. "That's Ty. You won't get much out of him." She finished pointing to a guy on her left.
"Thanks. I'm sure I'll learn to like it here." She saw Ty out of the corner of her eye. He was the only one who had not looked at her when her famous last name was announced. She was about to say hello when he stood up and walked to the other side of the class to take a seat. So much for a nice guy. Maybe once I meet him I'll like him. She thought, but highly doubted. If he doesn't care about me, then the feelings go both ways. She didn't even bother to cast a glance in his direction. He could be cute if he wanted, but he wasn't going to get away with being just rude!
"...So, there was an earthquake yesterday in, well, does anyone know where? Ms. Fleming, how about you?" Mr. Valentino asked.
Amy was caught totally off guard. Some of the other students were chuckling, including Ty. Amy wouldn't let him of all people laugh at her. "Of course, it was in Indonesia the strength was of 6.3 and the after shock was a 6.0, according to the Richter scale." Amy smiled an innocent smile and said matter-of-factly.
Mr. Valentino was taken aback. "Very, very good. Yes, that's correct." Amy shrugged. The bell rang, thankfully at that moment. "Okay, students, you are to do research on that earthquake and bring it in tomorrow!" Mr. Valentino called after the departing students.
Emma ran after Amy, whose long strides were hard to keep up with. Amy got at least one glance from every person out in the hallways. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and smiled. Even if this wasn't A. Lincoln, it was a start to climbing to the top.
"Hey, Amy!" Emma called, out of breath. Amy turned and nodded. "You did pretty well back there! You should have seen Ty's face! He was so shocked that you answered that question with such enthusiasm after being called off guard. You could actually survive until graduation!" Emma said.
Amy laughed, happy that she made Ty like that. "I think that I can do better than survive. I'm planning to end as a somebody. When Amy Fleming comes to school, she doesn't just wait for anyone, she goes to the top. And you can quote me on that." She smiled.
Emma giggled. "If you come here, I think that this will be a very good year. This'll be interesting." The two girls giggled. Just then, Ty walked out of the classroom. Amy finally noticed him, like, actually noticed him, for the first time. Her heart did a little jump in her chest.
He was very tall, maybe 6' 5" or so. His broad shoulders graced his body. He had dark, dark brown hair that swept across his face and fell in front of his eyes and curled ever-so-slightly at the tips. He had a chiseled face and thin lips. The feature that surprised Amy the most were his elaborately emerald green eyes. They sparkled and shone. He wasn't too badly built, either. He had muscular biceps, and even though his untucked school polo was loose, you could see the outline of his six-pack.
Amy took in a sharp breath. Emma looked over to what she was watching. "Ty? You're not serious!" She exclaimed.
"Wha... what? No!" She hurried out before Emma got any suspicions.
"Okay," Emma said mischievously, "I guess when you come here; you wouldn't mind him, then. Kicker on the football team, racing heir, most popular senior in the school... " Emma's tone was very tempting.
"Oh, come on! He ignored me and sat on the other side of the room! That was rude! Do you think I'd like him after that? And, I'm a Junior, too!" Amy exclaimed.
"I guess not." Emma's once mischievous face fell, but she smiled. "Bye, Amy, I guess I'll see you around! This is my cell phone number." Emma called as she ran back to Amy and gave her a sliver of paper with writing on it.
"Oh. Thanks. Hold on. I'll write mine down." Amy scribbled her cell number on a piece of Heartland stationary and handed it to Emma. "Bye. I hope so, too! Don't get any ideas! See you!" Amy said, knowing that Emma knew full well what she meant.
She waved and walked back to her car. She was digging for her keys in her purse when the contents of it spilled on the ground. She picked them up and when she rose up, she knocked into someone. A muscular arm took a hold on her to steady her so she wouldn't fall.
"I'm sorry. I'm just a little clumsy today." Amy apologized. When she looked up to see who it was she saw Ty. She immediately turned cold.
"No problem. I'm Ty. Ty Baldwin." Amy realized that he was the heir to Baldwin Racing Stables. She didn't let his coolness or social status fool her.
"Hi. I'm Amy Fleming. It's nice to meet you." She said coldly and then rolled her eyes. She swore she saw Ty's eyes flicker with some kind of emotion, but then turn back to his emotionless, hard set face. He was the owner of the Escalade EXT. She turned to get into her car when he grasped her arm. She spun back around.
"Can you let go of me, please?" She asked.
"Listen, did I make you mad or anything? Did I used to date you or something? Do you like to hate me?" He asked. Amy shot backwards, his grip gone.
"No! I did not most certainly date you! I don't think I would after how rude you were!" She cried.
"What? Oh! God, I just moved away from you, don't take it as an offense!" He said.
"Well, I'm sorry for not requesting your presence. But, Mr. Baldwin, I have better things to do, so if I may?" She huffed.
"Fine. Just asking. One more thing. Will I ever see you again?" He smiled a fabulous smile. Amy wouldn't let it fool her.
"Yes. Now. Can I go?" She asked and actually found herself smiling and blushing. I can not like this guy! He's rude and obnoxious. He shook his head. She raided her eyebrows.
"Not until you let me insist to take you out on Saturday. Dinner?" He smiled again.
Amy smiled and looked down so that he couldn't catch her smile. He did, though. Then, she said the word that would change things from now on, "Sure." Little did Amy know she'd regret it. "I'd love to." They both smiled. "Bye." She said and climbed into her Lexus.
"Saturday. 7:30. I'll pick you up at... Heartland, is it?" He questioned. She nodded. "Bye, Amy."
She backed up, all the while; he was watching her, a smile gracing his lips. She drove home playing "With You" by Jessica Simpson, singing along.
The real me is a southern girl with her Levis on and an open heart
Wish I could save the world, like I was super girl
The real me used to laugh all night lying in the grass just talking about love
But lately I've been jaded life got so complicated
She parked in her driveway and unlocked the front door, humming:
I start thinking about it,
I almost forgot what it was like
To know what it feels like
Cause with you
I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy
I know you'll catch me right before I hit the ground
With nothing but a T-shirt on
I never felt so beautiful
Baby as I do now
Now that I'm with you
With you, with you, with you
Now that I'm with you...