Was that me he was looking at, Ali thought frantically to her self,
No, no! It can't be! It's just because I'm new, yea that's it...a guy like
him would never think I was cute! She was staring at the boy with black
hair, hazelnut eyes, and toned body. She didn't know his name, but
everything about him just made her melt.
She took a seat in the back of the room and listened to the rest of Mr. McCarron's speech. She couldn't help but stare at the back of the boy the whole time. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans. Sigh How mobsterish.... she thought.
Soon everyone was lined up outside in the parking lot. They were called to attention, and they marched through the parking lot, down the stairs, across the track, and onto the practice field. Ali was sent to a group of freshman rookies led by a really pretty blonde: The Woodwind Captain Lindsey.
Ali learned a lot of new commands, and reviewed a few familiar ones. After about ten minutes of marching backwards (UGH! HARD ON THE LEGS!) they were aloud to take a water brake. Everyone was already starting to sweat from the evil august sun. Ali didn't have any friends to talk to, so she just walked over and grabbed some water. Then she advanced to the top of the hill to sit in the cool grass. She was about to lie down when a tall, light-colored black girl walked over to her followed by a brunette and a redhead.
"I'm Adrienne. This is Emily (she acknowledged the red head) and Amber (she acknowledged the brunette)." said the black girl. "Your names...umm...Ali isn't it?"
"Actually, it's Nikalie Alietto Beethoven. But, yes, you can call me Ali." she responded
"That attitude won't do here! Look, you've got to learn your place. Rookies are scum! I'm a second year, witch means I rule over you! We've gotta set some things straight."
Ali noticed that the red head was laughing, but the friend Amber seemed kind of scared of Adrienne, like she'd never seen her act this mean before. Just then a kind of shadow came over them. Ali looked up and saw that boy. He was so tall that she looked almost like a midget next to him, but she loved tall guys.
"Is there a problem here?" he said in a deep, sweet, sexy voice. The kind of voice that you just want to hear all the time, the kind that melts your heart, and makes you feel like nothing bad will ever happen again...
"N-No, no...not at all!" Adrienne stuttered and ran off pulling her friends away. Amber turned back and mouthed "Sorry about that." to Ali.
Ali looked up dumbstruck at the boy. Why did he help her out of the situation? Why was he smiling....oh gosh! He's smiling! How incredible hot and sweet is that smile! He's teeth are so white, yet he barely shows them like he's modest....oh gosh! He's watching me stare at him! These thoughts raced Ali's head.
"Hey there Ali, I'm Zach." came that wonderful voice again. Ali was lost for words, he already knew her name, what was she supposed to respond with? She opened her mouth to respond with a cool "Hey." but before she could the drum major, Tara, was calling them all back to drill. DAMN THE TIMING! Ali screamed in her head.
She took a seat in the back of the room and listened to the rest of Mr. McCarron's speech. She couldn't help but stare at the back of the boy the whole time. He was wearing a tight white t-shirt and blue jeans. Sigh How mobsterish.... she thought.
Soon everyone was lined up outside in the parking lot. They were called to attention, and they marched through the parking lot, down the stairs, across the track, and onto the practice field. Ali was sent to a group of freshman rookies led by a really pretty blonde: The Woodwind Captain Lindsey.
Ali learned a lot of new commands, and reviewed a few familiar ones. After about ten minutes of marching backwards (UGH! HARD ON THE LEGS!) they were aloud to take a water brake. Everyone was already starting to sweat from the evil august sun. Ali didn't have any friends to talk to, so she just walked over and grabbed some water. Then she advanced to the top of the hill to sit in the cool grass. She was about to lie down when a tall, light-colored black girl walked over to her followed by a brunette and a redhead.
"I'm Adrienne. This is Emily (she acknowledged the red head) and Amber (she acknowledged the brunette)." said the black girl. "Your names...umm...Ali isn't it?"
"Actually, it's Nikalie Alietto Beethoven. But, yes, you can call me Ali." she responded
"That attitude won't do here! Look, you've got to learn your place. Rookies are scum! I'm a second year, witch means I rule over you! We've gotta set some things straight."
Ali noticed that the red head was laughing, but the friend Amber seemed kind of scared of Adrienne, like she'd never seen her act this mean before. Just then a kind of shadow came over them. Ali looked up and saw that boy. He was so tall that she looked almost like a midget next to him, but she loved tall guys.
"Is there a problem here?" he said in a deep, sweet, sexy voice. The kind of voice that you just want to hear all the time, the kind that melts your heart, and makes you feel like nothing bad will ever happen again...
"N-No, no...not at all!" Adrienne stuttered and ran off pulling her friends away. Amber turned back and mouthed "Sorry about that." to Ali.
Ali looked up dumbstruck at the boy. Why did he help her out of the situation? Why was he smiling....oh gosh! He's smiling! How incredible hot and sweet is that smile! He's teeth are so white, yet he barely shows them like he's modest....oh gosh! He's watching me stare at him! These thoughts raced Ali's head.
"Hey there Ali, I'm Zach." came that wonderful voice again. Ali was lost for words, he already knew her name, what was she supposed to respond with? She opened her mouth to respond with a cool "Hey." but before she could the drum major, Tara, was calling them all back to drill. DAMN THE TIMING! Ali screamed in her head.