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Third period was uneventful. However, fourth period AP World History was definitely worth mentioning.
At the beginning of fourth period, the teacher called attention to him. "Class," he said. "I know it's pretty late in the semester, but we have a new student." The person he was referring to walked inside the classroom.
The new student in question was a girl. She was very beautiful; I won't deny that. She had back length, straight, medium brown hair. She had big green eyes. She had a pretty, heart shaped face with full lips and a small nose. She was, about 5'4". She had a slight, athletic build with lightly tanned skin. She was wearing a yellow, v-neck shirt that revealed her collarbone and a short white skirt.
"Her name is Michelle," the teacher continued. Michelle, such a nice name. "Michelle, there's an empty seat in front of Jake," he said, pointing to me.
When she walked over to her desk, she was so graceful she almost seemed to glide. When she sat down, she was close enough that I could smell her hair. It smelled like vanilla flowers. She turned around to face me.
"Hi," she said, smiling. She had white teeth that almost seemed to sparkle. "So, I take it you're Jake."
"Yeah," I replied.
She reached out her hand to shake mine. When I made contact with her, I found it difficult to keep my body from responding a bit. "Stop lusting after her Jake," I thought. "You have Riley. She's not the only one who smells good and has pretty, white teeth."
"So, where did you come from?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.
"I'm from Victoria, in British Columbia."
"Really? That's cool. I've always wanted to see the Pacific. I'm from a small town in Ontario about three hours from here."
"What are you doing so far from home?"
"My parents sent me to live here because they wanted me to have a better education," I lied.
The teacher interrupted us.
"Ok class, we're going to partner up. We're going to do a project on a medieval culture of your choice. You have to pick an aspect of that culture; you have until the end of the week to finish it."
"So, you wanna partner up?" Michelle asked. She crossed her legs, revealing even more of her smooth, toned legs. I definitely felt some response to that in my crotch area.
"Sure, that would be great," I replied, forcing my hormones in check.
"What culture do you want to do?" she asked.
"What do you think of the Muslim Golden Age?"
"What do I think of it? I love that culture. What aspect do you want to do?"
"I would really like to do their sciences. What about you?"
"I really want to do their art."
"Oh yeah, I love their art. It's so complex and fascinating. It's one of my favorite styles. But, I think we would get more points if we did their sciences, because they've made so many great contributions."
"Yeah, you're right. So, science it is."
We worked on the project until class was almost over; discussing what we thought we could leave out. However, eventually, the conversation became more casual. We started talking about other things.
"So is there any sport that you want to get involved in?" I asked.
"I'm going to try out for the spirit squad."
"Really? That's cool. I'm gonna try out for gymnastics whenever try-outs come up. Right now, I'm the football team. I'm a running back."
"Oh right, I looked up the football team on the school website, & you were on it. You looked really good in your uniform, if you don't mind me saying."
"Oh, thanks," I said sheepishly.
"Yeah, I only hope that I can look half as good in my spirit squad uniform."
"Have you made any new friends here at Degrassi?" I asked.
"Yeah," she replied. "There's this girl named Chante, and this guy named Sid."
"Sid?" I asked incredulously.
"Why? Do you two have issues with each other?" I told her about what happened with Danny. "Well that's a horrible thing for him to do. He didn't act that way with me."
"Of course not!" I scoffed. "You're a very attractive girl, if you don't mind my saying."
"Does that really matter so much to him?"
"Oh yeah, totally. He's a complete dog. When it comes to girls, all he cares about is tits and ass. Whoops, sorry!" I said, covering my mouth a little with two fingers. "I usually try avoiding such crude language around girls."
"Oh that's ok. I use crude language myself. Fuck fuck fuckity fuck. There, now you don't have to feel guilty."
I laughed. "That's pretty cool. Most girls get all offended if you curse around them."
"Well I guess I'm not like most girls then," she smiling, flipping her hair back. I felt a little flutter in my stomach as she did that.
The bell rang.
"Hey, since I don't have anyone to sit with at lunch, could I sit with you and your friends?" she asked as we put our stuff up.
"Sure, why not?" I replied. We finished putting everything away. We walked out to the halls. She dropped one of her books and tripped over it. I caught her as she fell. "Wow, thanks!" she said gratefully. I set her back up on her feet and picked her stuff up. She ran a hand over my bicep as I handed her stuff back to her.
"Wow, you're pretty muscular," she said.
"Oh, thanks again. Well, see you."
"See ya!" she replied to me as she walked gracefully down the hall.