A/N- Helllo People

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P.O.V Shane

What the hell is wrong with me? I can't believe I just thought that! What loser thinks 'I want to get attached to her'? Me, that's who! I mean she's average looking at best, quiet short for a junior and has bulging backpack. That alone states she's a nerd.

Even though I was thinking all this, I know I still have that star stuck look on my face. You know the look! My mouth is hanging slightly ajar, my head tilted to the side and my eyes bugging out. I know this but I carried on looking like the grade A idiot that I am. I wonder what she's thinking. I bet she's calling me a stupid but in a smart girl way that I wouldn't understand even if I could read her mind.

She makes her way to Mrs Danvers desk and talks in low hushed tones. I catch snatches of the conversation but she's talking too fast for me to catch everything.

"Just show him around and your problems are over," I hear this sentence that Mrs Danvers utters and I understand instantly.

The chick is my guide. She was forced into it. And she doesn't want to do it. Way to make a guy feel welcome on his first day. I don't know why but for some reason this hurts me. I mean she doesn't even know me but already decided she doesn't like me. Shane Collins is nobody's problem but his own.

At this thought, my face straightens up. I want to slap myself and realise I'm bending my first rule. I've started to get attached to her. I don't know this girl but I already feel like I need to prove myself to her! So I put my mask in back in place and pretend to not be listening but strain my ears to hear more.

They finish abruptly and my guide has this neutral look on her face. I'm guessing she lost as Mrs Danvers gives the answer away with that psychotic smile of hers. You can tell which one of the two could become a world class spy.

BLEEEP BLEEEP

The sound goes on for few more seconds; I'm guessing that's the bell for homeroom. ''Well that's the bell to tell the students to make their way to homeroom,'' Mrs Danvers says unnecessarily.

The girl turns to me and attempts at a smile, you can tell it's forced but it's better than nothing. The sectary's smile is so bright behind her, the contrast of my guide's smile looks like she's been sentenced to death. Well I guess I like being compared to death, it's fitting. Sadly.

I pulling my hand out of my jean pocket and say, ''Hi I'm Shane, hope I'm not any trouble but I really appreciate you showing me around.'' She blushes a bright red. She thinks I'm hot! Result! Wait, I thought smart girls weren't meant to do that. Brains were meant to rule over emotions for girls like that right?

I'm so stupid!

She doesn't think I'm hot, she embarrassed because she thinks I heard what she said about not wanting to show me around! Duh, sometimes I amaze myself with my own stupidity. She's a polite girl; she wouldn't want anyone's feelings hurt. But a part of me is hoping it's the hot thing.

She takes my hand in hers and shakes saying ''Hi, I'm Claire and it's not any trouble because we're in the same homeroom. Welcome to Morgenville High.'' She's smiling at me. See she's polite; she won't want to hurt my feelings. I can use that to my advantage. If I don't mess it up. I look into her deep forest brown eyes. The depth in them scares me and excites me at the same time.

She slides her hands out of mine and I realise it must have been there for long. Hope it wasn't sweaty! I put my hand back in my pocket. Is it weird I miss her hand in mine? Gosh, what dude would say that?

Claire's eyes meet mine. She looks embarrassed. I smile to show her I'm not.

BLEEEP BLEEEP

P.O.V Claire

At the sound of the second bell, Shane's face looks like a question mark. Mum says ''Oh that's just the second bell Shane dear, telling the students they should all be in class now and homeroom has begun… I should give you a note for Mr Glass explaining why you both are late.'' She shuffles around looking for her the note slips, while doing this she explains, ''Mr Glass is your homeroom teacher. '' Taking a glance at Shane when she says this.

Nodding, he ruffles his dark, shaggy brown hair with his hand that was in mine a second ago. His eyes seem alight with worry as if he's calculating something. They meet mine again, a chocolate gooey brown with touches of gold as an outline and long, thick eyelashes surrounding it. Long eyelashes are such a waste on boys but on him they only added to the perfection of the boy before me. The top corners of his mouth were lifting and his melting smile emerged again.

Why do jocks have to be so perfect? I mean it's obvious he is a jock. It's obvious he has the physic and face of a Greek god. And it's obvious I don't have a chance with him. But I don't even WANT a chance with him because I have to concentrate on my studies. College scholarships don't fall out the air do they?

I can't help show new kids around the school when I should be revising. It's too much effort.

However, the girl in me oozes through as I imagine myself with my hands through the soft locks of his hair.

I slap myself on the head, wanting to banish those thoughts to depths of hell. Uggg. It's too embarrassing to even thinking about it.

''Why the hell did you do that for?!'' Even further embarrassment conveys on my face as I see Shane's face drenched in shock. Great I'm crazy to him now, what a wonderful first meeting. NOT. ''Ummm….'' I look to my mum to save me but she's still writing the note. ''Ummm…'' Racking my mind for a non-crazy answer I say, ''I just remembered I forgot an important book at home that I needed for a lesson. I'm so stupid. Ha, ha, ha.'' My laugh sounds shaky and unsure but I put a smile on my face, hoping that he believes me.

''Oh Claire, you shouldn't do that. Here's the slip dears, off you pop. '' Saved by the mum. I'm definitely going to hug her when I go home. She hands me the slip while Shane walks to the door, opening it but not going through it. He stands beside it, waiting for me. I like that.

I mentally slap myself this time and walk past. Without looking at him I pass him the slip and start turning into the hallway. Not checking if he's following. I hope this makes me look strong, determined and aloof. But I know I'm the total opposite.

Shane takes all of three big steps to catch up with me, (my stupid short legs could never compete with his long legs) gives me another one of his killer smiles saying, ''Hey slow down Claire and remember I'm the new kid so don't lose me. Ha, ha, ha.'' His musical laugh sounds so light and bright.

Uggg. I mentally punch myself this time.

It's going to be a long day.

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