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I rushed to my locker as people began to shout and ran about me. I wanted to try to open the thing before the buses left.
But as fate would have it, the stupid locker would deny me again. I slowed down in front of my locker and gave a silent prayer. I started to spin the numbers, only to find it still refused to open. It hates me, I thought. Why can't you open just once?
I leaned my head against it and wondered if I should give up and head to the bus ramp.
" Need help?" a soft, husky voice asked. I felt my lungs close on me as I turned around. Dylan. I simply nodded forgetting everything even my name.
His kind blue eyes studied me for only a moment before moving me aside to help. He bent his towards my middle locker and his black hair fell into his face. His duffel bag resting on his shoulders with his sneakers, for football pratice, hanging out the zipper.
I gave myself only a few moment to look at him. Written all over his angular face was tired and I wondered what was bothering him.
Dylan was the star football player at school and everyone depended on him to win our games, not the team. His grades were above average and were bragged about by the principal. Not only that, he had a cheerleader girlfriend who took any free time he had. Did he ever get tired of being perfect?
" That should do it," he said breaking into my thoughts. " If you ever need help just come find me."
I smiled my thanks but I knew I would never ask for his help.
" Anyway, I'd better get going I don't want to be late for practice," he waved. I breathed a sigh of relief as I watched him walk away. Being around him made me want to either break into a grin or pass out.
I had been going to this school for a month or so and before I knew it I had crush. Not just any crush but on one of the most popular guys around. Back at my old school I would have shoot myself before that happened. However most of those guys had only one thing in mind and I wasn't going to stroke their ego's.
Dyaln seemed to be different though. STOP IT, I warned myself. He has a girlfriend and you're better off not thinking about him.
A girlfriend I had the pleasure of meeting. Not. Her name was Kallie and she was the snobbiest person I have ever meet. I first saw her when she was attacking a freshman for talking to her boyfriend about a party.
She told her, " Talk to him again, and I will make your life hell for the rest of high school."
I grabbed the rest of my books trying to push those two from my mind. I was almost to the doors when I felt someone knock my books out my hands.
Grey blue eyes glared at me, " To humble you."
I looked at the snob queen and felt myself smile. But my voice was cold and sharp," Touch my stuff again and you lose all those pretty hair extensions."
Her smirk dropped and I guess no one talked to her that way. She flipped her honey blond hair back.
" Do you know who you are talking to?" she sneered.
" Do I look like I care?" I replied also flipping my dark brown hair back. If she wanted to play that way fine but I would win.
" Whatever, you're not even woth my time," she huffed as she stomped. I bent to pick up my books when I heard the buses leave. Crap. I walked out in time to see the last bus leave me behind.
Now I had two options, I told myself as I glanced towards the parking lot. I could ask for a ride. Pride or ride? I saw Kallie standing by a car. Pride.