Chapter 10-Noelle's POV

"Home sweet home," Groans and sighs met my remark as we ascended up the steps and through the gates of Easton Academy. Same as always, looks just how we left it. I smirked as I led the girls across campus, guys turned red at our gaze and girls stared in awe and wonder. Yep, just like I remembered.

"Heads up!"

I turned to see a brown football hurtling through the clear blue sky, and about to knock London (who was in front of me) out. Suddenly out of nowhere a guy came out from the bushes, ran and lunged for the ball, landing perfectly on his own two feet, the football in his large, masculine hands. All around people stopped talking, until a deafening silence interrupted the normally lively campus. All eyes were on this new guy.

"Are you okay?" He asked, concern in his voice.

I studied him from afar, he looked about 21 and as he stepped closer I smiled at his features. Flawless tanned skin, slightly ruffled light brown hair parted to the right, expressive eyebrows and deep blue eyes. His looks were pared with a tasteful wardrobe. Boy certainly knows how to dress, whereas most guys would just go around in baggy shorts and hoodies. He sported a more modern, sophisticated, almost preppy look. With his white all star plimsolls and wearing Nudie Slim Jim jeans and a pristine white t-shirt underneath his black light-weight v neck sweater, he looked like the perfect guy I had always dreamed of meeting in the dead winter of New York when I was younger, more so with the dark grey wool peacoat. I blushed – something I hadn't done in a long time. And just then he caught my eyes and levelled with a steady gaze, he flashed his white pearly teeth and slowly his mouth formed into a sexy, killer smile. I felt myself blush harder at this.

I was about to approach him, but he turned and left, so quickly that I was left stunned and rooted to the spot. I saw the football soar through the air again, and then he vanished. A roar of whispering arose from the silent school, as guys stood to admire and girls swoon and blush.

Reed turned, took one look and smirked. She could see it in my eyes, and opened her mouth ready to tease. "If you turned to mock me Reed, it won't work if you're blushing as well." I interrupted. Her face fell at that, as she realised that she too along with the rest of the school, was blushing, I laughed. "Come on, let's get ready for morning services."

Reed's POV

Noelle Blushing! I didn't even know she could. No one, for as long as I had known her, had cracked that legendary composure, well, until today. Even when she was humiliated and hurt, she hadn't cried or blushed. Oh crap! She's looking at me funny.

"What are you thinking Reed?" An accusing voice boomed.

"Ummmm….nothing," I stuttered, "Just a little freaked out about how normal things could and used to be."

"I'm sorry," A worrying look crossed her face. "I'll always be here for you, okay? You know if you need a chat or anything. We'll hang out more often as well, it'll just be like old times." Minus a psychotic bitch.

I forced a smile on my face. "Yeah, I know, thanks."

"You know, I haven't had a chance to say this… but I'm really sorry I kicked you out. You know how…hard it is for me to trust people…I should've known you wouldn't do that to me…well you did….look what I'm trying to say is I'm sorry. I don't know who I am anymore, everything's just been so screwed up since…

"It's fine Noelle, I understand. Which is why we need to hook you up with that guy." I glanced back at her, and I could tell she was embarrassed. Wow, already cracking, it's gonna be so much easier to read her from now on.

"Don't push your luck glass-licker," Or maybe not.

Sorry It's kinda short. I've been really busy lately. Got a new timetable, and we've suddenly got
like three times the amount of coursework we had before. I'll try and write a little more often when I
have some spare time. It's a little rushed, so excuse all the mistakes and stuff. REVIEW

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