Simon walked through the crowded halls of the high school. All the
laughter, chatter, and commotion was giving him a massive headache. He
walked over to his locker, where he saw someone trying to open it.
'Great, just what I need.' he thought to himself as he walked over to it. "Excuse me? What do you think you're doing?" he demanded. The person turned around, the hood of their sweatshirt falling off. There stood the most beautiful girl Simon ever saw. She had deep green eyes and light brown hair. She was shorter then him, standing about 5'3".
"Uh, obviously trying to open my locker." she said, rolling her eyes.
"You're locker? There seems to be some mistake. This here, is my locker." Simon said, correcting her. The girl, reached into the pocket of her sweatshirt and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Well,, according to this here piece of paper the principal gave me, locker 583 is MINE." she said. Simon sighed, then realized the locker next to 583 was his.
"Sorry. I thought you were at the one next to it. It's been a rough week.." he said.
"Save it. I really don't have time for your life story." the girl said, snippy, finally opening her locker.
"You're new here aren't you?" Simon asked.
"Very good Enstein. Would you like a cookie?" she said, putting three books into it.
"I'm Simon Camden." he said, introducing himself. The girl looked at him.
"Am I supposed to be impressed or something?"
Simon felt his blood boiling. "No.." She slammed her locker shut.
"Good, cause I'm not." she said, pushing past him.
"Ooh, shut down for Camden." the voice of Brett Taylor said. Simon looked over at Brett and their other friend Marcus Wilkins.
"Who was that?" Simon asked, opening his locker.
"That my dear boy, is Jalene Carter. She just transferred here from Saint Mary's Regional out in Santa Monica. Word on the street is she got caught in the boys' locker room doing some not so religious things." Marcus said. Simon laughed. "It's true. My brother's friends go there. They say she's easier to get into then a G-rated movie." Simon sighed.
"Well, thanks for the warning. I'm now stuck with her all year next to my locker..Wait, did you say Carter?" Brett smirked.
"And homeroom too! Have fun, and just remember, if she drops to the ground, you can either A take the oppurtnity, or B walk away. My best advice would be A, and see if she really lives up to her rep." Simon smacked Brett in the arm.
"See ya at lunch."
'Great, just what I need.' he thought to himself as he walked over to it. "Excuse me? What do you think you're doing?" he demanded. The person turned around, the hood of their sweatshirt falling off. There stood the most beautiful girl Simon ever saw. She had deep green eyes and light brown hair. She was shorter then him, standing about 5'3".
"Uh, obviously trying to open my locker." she said, rolling her eyes.
"You're locker? There seems to be some mistake. This here, is my locker." Simon said, correcting her. The girl, reached into the pocket of her sweatshirt and pulled out a piece of paper.
"Well,, according to this here piece of paper the principal gave me, locker 583 is MINE." she said. Simon sighed, then realized the locker next to 583 was his.
"Sorry. I thought you were at the one next to it. It's been a rough week.." he said.
"Save it. I really don't have time for your life story." the girl said, snippy, finally opening her locker.
"You're new here aren't you?" Simon asked.
"Very good Enstein. Would you like a cookie?" she said, putting three books into it.
"I'm Simon Camden." he said, introducing himself. The girl looked at him.
"Am I supposed to be impressed or something?"
Simon felt his blood boiling. "No.." She slammed her locker shut.
"Good, cause I'm not." she said, pushing past him.
"Ooh, shut down for Camden." the voice of Brett Taylor said. Simon looked over at Brett and their other friend Marcus Wilkins.
"Who was that?" Simon asked, opening his locker.
"That my dear boy, is Jalene Carter. She just transferred here from Saint Mary's Regional out in Santa Monica. Word on the street is she got caught in the boys' locker room doing some not so religious things." Marcus said. Simon laughed. "It's true. My brother's friends go there. They say she's easier to get into then a G-rated movie." Simon sighed.
"Well, thanks for the warning. I'm now stuck with her all year next to my locker..Wait, did you say Carter?" Brett smirked.
"And homeroom too! Have fun, and just remember, if she drops to the ground, you can either A take the oppurtnity, or B walk away. My best advice would be A, and see if she really lives up to her rep." Simon smacked Brett in the arm.
"See ya at lunch."