I wanted to post Friday since last time I posted it was Friday so I could do that once a week thing and stay on schedule and stuff but unfortunately Friday right after school I had to go to my horse and then I had to go to my school musical because we had tickets for it and then I went to sleep at 8 because it was Friday and I was exhausted.

And I'm only posting now because I was on the toilet thinking and then I suddenly remembered this and I was like oh shit I didn't post yesterday.

But next week I will post on Friday. I wont forget.

Also, and thoughts, comments, critism on the cover pic I would be very grateful for. I drew it myself because I couldn't find anything I liked online and steal it. My camera sucks and I forgot to turn off the flash and theres like smudge marks everywhere and that's why it doesn't look so shmancy.

Chapter 2

Adalyn Ayres walked into her first period class, English, only to realize she didnt know a soul there. And the teacher, Ms. Pendalton, was letting them pick their seats.

"Choose carefully," the board at the front of the room said in large loopy handwritting, "you will be sitting there for the rest of the year." Ms. Pendalton herself was sitting behind her desk in a leather swivel chair. She was a large brunette lady with graying hair tied on her head in a plastic clip. She looked nice enough, but to Adalyn, she seemed like the devil himself.

After much awkward standing at the front of the room, she chose a seat across from a quiet-looking girl with thick blonde hair chopped short into a bob. Quiet girls were always the safest because the chances of them being bitchy is slim. Besides, Adalyn was quiet herself. She was more of a thinker then a talker.

Right before the bell rang one last person ran in. The only spot open was the seat next to her, and he hurried to it.

And he was attractive.

Damn, she thought to herself, attractive guys are always assholes, and I'll be stuck next to him all year too!

But a voice at the back of her head which she would never let come forward rejoiced. There was something memorizing about his hair so fair it seemed white, and his dark endless-seeming eyes. Such an odd combination.

As much as she tried to not notice him, her eyes were drawn to watching the way his muscles moved under his thin t-shirt as he pulled out his stuff from his backpack.

She knew that she needed to tear her eyes away, but she was enthralled. Just a few more seconds, she promised herself.

Unfortunately those were a few more seconds to long because out of the corner of his eye he say her staring. He slide his gaze over to meet hers, and grinned knowingly. Adalyn blushed a deep red and quickly turned toward the teacher, who was going over the boring-ass syllabus.

"So basically, read this, have you're parents read this, all sign it and turn it in tomorrow," Ms. Pendalton finished. Adalyn let out a sigh of relief. She was finally done, not that she was listening for the most part of it.

"And now, since the person you are sitting next to will be the person you sit next to all year, I would like you to spend the next ten minutes or so getting acquainted with your table partner."

Adalyn now really hated Ms. Pendalton.

She turned to her new table mate for a second, blushed remembering him catching her staring and quickly turned toward the front again. This was going to be a long year.

It took Sebastian some time to figure out his schedule, and because of it was almost late to first period.

It seems fate was on his side, because when he came in the only seat not taken up was the one next to her. She was fiddling with the zipper on her pencil case; a turquoise plastic mechanical pencil sat on her desk. His own pencil he had Amatis go out and buy for him was black, like my soul, he thought with dry humor.

Not wanting to make a scene he hurried to his desk and listened to the teacher go over the boring, what he assumed was proccedures, of the first day of school. "Welcome back, my name is Ms. Pendalton. We are going to have a great year!" Blah, blah, blah. If he wasn't pretending to be a mundane he would have killed her right there for wasting his time.

But he was pretending to be a mundane. And he didnt want to scare her off. She was his only chance at a normal relationship. And he was going to be civil for her. He wasn't going to repeat his same mistakes with Clary.

It definitely was going to be a challenge.

When he was pulling his stuff out of his backpack, in his peripheral vision he saw her staring at him. He slid his eyes over to her and grinned. She blushed deeply and his heart did little flip flops.

Yes, he, Sebastian Morgenstern, contained a part of of him that could flip flop. Sebastian, frankly, was quite surprised that to find he even had a heart, let alone that it could such complicated acrobatics like that. It was almost as talented as him.

Almost. This new-found powerful emotion shouldn't get to over-confident. Sebastian was going to need to keep it in its place. He spent the next few minutes ignoring his desk partner.

That is, until this witch of a teacher decided that, since "the person you are sitting next to will be the person you sit next to all year, I would like you to spend the next ten minutes or so getting acquainted with your table partner."

He knew then it was a lost cause and gave up.

Shit, I'm going to have to talk to him. This was one of Adalyn's first thoughts after hearing the announcement.

He turned to face her and held his hand out. "Hi, I'm Sebastian."

She stared stupidly at his hand for a moment before realizing that he wanted to shake her hand, not hold it, and that is a perfectly acceptable way to greet someone. It was a little formal for highschool, but for him seemed normal. He had an air of sophistication to him that made her think he wasn't going to be like a typical immature highschool boy.

She clumsily grabbed his hand and gave it a little shake. "Um, hi, I'm, uh, Adalyn," she said, tripping over her words. Damn, if only she wasn't so awkward. She felt her cheeks get pink.

It wasn't just with guys she was like that, or even just the cute ones. For some reason she just lacked the gracefulness gene that most people got a least a little of. For her, it seemed it forgot about her completely.

He smiled faintly "So, uh, we're supposed to get to know each other now, unless you just want to sit for ten minutes," he said, and she could feel he felt a little awkward too.

She really hated Ms. Pendalton.

She smiled back. "Yeah, um," she self- consciously ran her hand through her hair to get it away from her face, even though it wasn't really in it. "I really like icecream," she blurted out to break the uncomfortable silence, and felt herself blush again.

Why did she say that?! She doesnt even really like icecream that much! Yeah, it was good, but she preferred brownies. Now he was going to think she was like a pig or something.

He raised his eyebrows, fascinated, or maybe he was just faking it. "Really?" he asked, although he didnt say it like a question.

"I mean, I dont like it that much, but its pretty good. I like brownies more," she admitted, but then remembered she didnt want to seem like a pig and quickly added, "and salad."

"Brownies and salad?"

"Yeah." She noticed his lips twitch, fighting back a smile. "Hey! You're making fun of me!"

He tried to deadpan as response, but failed and burst out laughing into his hand instead.

Wow, now she really felt like shit. And he positively was crimson. "Um, let's go back to sitting and staring into space."

She hoped that would end the embarrassing conversation, but he wouldnt have that.

"If I recall, you were staring at something else besides space earlier." He smiled teasingly.

She felt her whole face go bright red, and she quickly turned to the front, pretending like she didnt hear him. She heard him laugh besides her, but she ignored it.

He put one hand on her shoulder and turned her toward him. He wasn't laughing now. "Hey, I was just kidding. I didnt mean to embarrass you. I know I'm simply stunning," he smiled now, "and I can't blame you for staring. To tell you the truth I was watching you too, I'm just more discreet about."

She smiled back at him through her blush. Maybe he won't be such an ass.

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