Two | The New Guy

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Chapter 2 : The New Guy

By fifth period I was relieved that the day was almost coming to an end. My day has been surrounded with excited girls getting asked to Pre-homecoming by their boyfriends or crushes.

I don't see the big deal, to be honest, but at Lincoln prep high, everything's a big deal.

Silently I walk down the quiet and empty hallway, stopping by my locker. I throw my science book then close it back making sure it's locked.

Last time I forgot to lock my locker, Joslin and her friends spray painted the inside of my entire locker. All my books and work were ruined, but luckily Scarlet caught me up on all the notes since mines got ruined.

Once I secure my locker I continue my journey down the hallway towards the cafeteria. I hate sitting in there. The loud students throwing food, shoving and pushing each other to get in line is the worst. The library is where I like to enjoy my lunchtime but, Scarlet insist we keep on eating in the cafeteria. She's lucky I love her.

As I'm turning the corner I bumped into a hard chest making me stumble back a bit.

Ew, that was cliche as hell.

Me being my clumsy self.

My face was getting ready to meet the floor for the millionth time since freshman year.

But Before I could hit the floor the person wrapped their strong arms around my waist, stopping me From falling. "I'm sorry-" I cut my words off once my eyes meet with the mysterious guy's.

Stopping in my tracks, I stare at the blue eyed guy standing in front of me. He has dark brown hair, pale but not too pale skin.

His body is muscular like he works out almost every day and could be the football teams captain. He is cute but not Damon cute.

This guy is well taller than me. I felt like a minion.

He stood maybe 5ft 8in. But that's not compared to my 5'6 self though.

"Like what you see?" He broke the silence. His voice was deep and that's what snaps me from my drooling daze. I pull away from his grip and chuckle nervously feeling my cheeks flush red.

A smirk forms on his perfect lips.

"I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention," I shift on my right foot awkwardly.

I always find my self in awkward situations like this. Sometimes I wish I could just disappear whenever I encounter any hard or really awkward situation.

Or whenever I embarrass myself in front of the entire student body.

"It's no big deal Really. At least it was a pretty girl and not a guy, that would have been pretty awkward," He sucks his teeth together and winks at me. Of course, I blush.

"I should go.," I said awkwardly. He moves aside, letting me go past. I start walking away when he grabs my waist stopping me.

I stop in my tracks as he lets go.

"Uh, I'm new here. Could you show me where the cafeteria is?" He scratches the back of his neck and balances his backpack on one shoulder.

Doesn't he have a schedule?

Before I could open my mouth, my phone rings in my pocket. That rarely happens. I'm always surprised when my phone rings sometimes.

But it's always either my mom, Harmony, Harley, Scarlet or my internet bully. who only messages me. Those messages I try to ignore.

Pulling my phone out the contact name read, 'Best Friend' pops up with a picture of me and Scarlet sitting with our matching onesies, eating pizza.

It's one of my favorite pictures of us and it brings back memories. Smiling at my screen, I answer her call.

"Minnie where are you?" Scarlet barely says over the loud students in the background.

"I'm on my way. I had a little- traffic?"

"Hurry."

"Ok ok, I'm coming."

"Hehe. that's what she said," She giggles. I laugh at her 'Matureness' and hang up sticking my phone back into my pocket.

I turn towards the model standing beside me, catching him already staring at me, "I was just heading there now. You can just walk with me."

He smiles as a deep dimple appears on the right side of his cheek. Oh god, dimples are every girl's weakness.

I and the mysterious guy start walking to the cafeteria in awkward silence. I wish Disappearing really was an option right now.

Suddenly He clears his throat and speaks.

"I'm Brett by the way."

"Hermione," I replied surprising myself. It's never been easy for me to talk to other human beings. especially a human being who looks like he just walked out of a Calvin Klein magazine.

Another dimple appears on his face as he smiles down at me.

"Like Harry Potter?" He glances down at me.

"So he's a movie nerd." I raise my eyebrow and nod my head kind of impressed. I'm never too quick to judge I just don't think someone like him knows what Harry Potter even is.

A jock in my third period thought Harry Potter was a weed dealer.

So this is shocking to me.

"Eh, what can I say?" He shrugs and smiles.

"But I've always liked that name," Brett smiles down at me again causing me to slightly smile back at him.

We finally make it to the cafeteria. Soon as we step foot in, eyes were on us.

Most eyes are on Brett.

They're probably thinking why would someone like me be here with someone like Brett.

I notice them starting to actually stare at me and whisper.

oh no! I can't have people staring at me. I really can't! It's all too much.

A/N: HSM hEhE^

"Hey, you ok?" Brett touches my shoulder.

"N-No everyone's staring," My gaze falls onto my I and Scarlets table. Harley and Damon with her.

Their gaze falls onto me and Harley raises his eyebrow curiously. Scarlet widens her eyes, amusement in her eyes. Damon on the other hand death stares Brett.

"To be honest, I think they're staring at your beauty," My cheeks heat with a blush.

I feel him grab my arm, "It's ok. just imagine them as your worst fear," I look at him crazily.

"What? That's worst! Considering they're my fear," I roll my eyes as if it was obvious and he laughs.

"That's the point. just walk through them like you own the place. Like your bigger than them." He says softly.

I stepped further into the cafeteria avoiding eye contact with everyone. I sighed in relief soon as I sat down next to Harley.

"Was that so hard?" Brett nudged my shoulder and sits next to me. I roll my eyes playfully and slightly smile.

"What took you so long? And who is this?" Scarlet spoke up as she eyed Brett. Harley and Damon sit with unpleasant faces on.

"Sorry. when I said I had traffic.. here he is." I chuckled awkwardly.

"Uh, who's this Hermione?" Harley asked, raising his eyebrow at Brett.

"Yeah who is he?" Damon jumped into the conversation, raising his eyebrow as well.

"He's literally right here."

"I'm Brett. I'm new, I don't know anyone but this cutie right here Whom I just met," He sends me a wink. A blush creeps up my cheeks.

"Yeah, I kinda ran into him in the hallway," I chuckle fidgeting with my fingers under the table.

"More like I ran into her. But it's nice to meet you guys," He smiles at everyone.

"Well I'm Scarlet but my friends call me scar," She said cheerfully and smiled.

"This Damon my-"

"Boyfriend," He interrupts and interlocks his fingers with scar. I look away and sigh, quickly feeling my heart sink.

They're happy together.

Scar's happy and I'm happy for her.

I mean what kind of a friend would I be if I wasn't happy for my best friend dating my long term crush?

A bad one that's what. But, I'm not going to be that person. She's happy with him and I have to except that. I hope one day I will.

"And this is-" Once again, interrupted.

"Harley. Hermione's older brother," He glares making sure Brett heard him.

"Harley," I whine. He always does this!

"What? I just wanna know who the guy that might try and get my little sister pregnant," Oh god! Is he serious right now?!

My mouth falls open and I widen my eyes at him so does the rest of the table.

"God, Harley. Could you not scare him?" Brett chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

"It's ok. I'm used to guys doing this to me. My last girlfriend had really protective brothers," He widens his eyes staring off into space as if he thought back to the memory.

"Harley you don't gotta worry bro. Hermione would never have a boyfriend," Damon scoffs and I blankly stare at him feeling my heart thump against my chest.

"Damon!" Scarlet hits him in his chest.

"Dude," Harley mumble kicking Damon's foot from under the table.

"Ouch! Hey, why'd you-"

"Apologize."

"Fine. I didn't mean-"

"Um, I'm not really hungry anymore," I mumbled, grabbing my backpack and quickly run out of the cafeteria, feeling tears sting my eyes.

Call me a baby all you want. I'm pretty sure you'd want to cry if the guy you've liked your whole life tells you to your face, that you will never get a boyfriend. Basically, he's saying I'm not pretty enough to get one.

And I agree with him. I'm not pretty.

I shouldn't even worry about wanting a boyfriend. The only guy I've ever liked is Damon. And he'll never be mine in this or any lifetime.

Suddenly I stop in my tracks realizing I'm in the library. sighing, I take a seat at the big wooden table in the back near the large window. There are a few students here. there's never really that many who visits the library anyway. That's why I like it, It's my getaway place you can say.

I'm pretty sure half of the school don't even know we have a library.

Wiping my face, I take out 'until Friday night' and continue reading.

Reading helps me get away from reality. It's like I can imagine I'm one of those beautiful and confident girls in the books I read. Even though In actual reality I'm neither.

"Until Friday night huh? I've read that book hundreds of times." I hear a familiar voice. looking up I see Brett standing above me, the sun shining over his beautiful blue eyes.

"Can I sit?" He asked politely. I was getting ready to say no but he sat down anyway.

Ugh, I just want to be alone.

"What chapter are you on?" I felt his gaze on me.

"Why are you here?" I asked a little stern, getting straight to the point.

"I just wanted to come check on you," He holds his hands up in defense.

"Why?" I sighed.

"Because that guy is a jerk and he hurt your feelings," Trust me you have no idea.

"Yeah. well, that's Damon for you," I sigh deeply flipping the page of my book.

"I like this part. it's when they have their second first kiss," I looked up at him with a glare.

"Seriously? You just ruined it."

"No, I didn't." He chuckled.

"How would you know?" I sit my book down and fold my arms.

"I can tell you've read this book more than 10 times. You look like a book worm. You know, you're like belle," He smiled as a dimple popped out.

I bite my bottom lip trying not to smile.

"All I need is a beast and a basement," I mumbled staring around the library.

"Why are you here, Brett?" I asked once again.

"I told you, Hermione." He smiled and I shake my head in disbelief. Why is he being so nice to me?

No one has cared about my feelings.

"Shouldn't you be hanging with the football players?" I sat up straighter and glance at him. He's still smiling.

"Nope. Plus, football isn't my cup of tea," He Shrugs.

He's hot, talking to me, a book nerd, and he doesn't like football. This has Joslin's name written all over it. I'm dreaming, right?

"That should be your nickname. Belle," He smirked.

"I'm not belle."

"Yes, you are. You have her traits, You seem nice, you're really into books, and you're pretty." I scoff at the last part.

"What? you don't think you're nice?" I ignore him and pick my book back up, keeping my gaze on the pages hoping to block him out. I just want this conversation to end.

"Everyone says I am. So, I guess I'm nice," That's a lie. I'm invisible in this school. I just wanted him to leave me alone.

"Then what? Wait. You don't think you're pretty?" I sigh and slam my book shut, turning my body to face him.

"Brett just go. You don't know me and I don't know you."

"Then let's take the time and get to know each other. You seem really cool Hermione."

"You just won't quit will you?" I asked, boredom laced in my voice. He smiles flashing a dimple.

"Nope." He smirked.

I let out a sound and close my mouth quickly realizing I giggled. I giggled?!

Looking up, our eyes meet and immediately look away. I can tell those are one of the most effect he had on girls. First being his dimples of course.

"So can I Brett McCall do the honors of getting to know you, Hermione.. don't know your last name yet," He chuckles and I find my self smiling.

"It's Scott and I suppose Mr. McCall" He pumps his fist in the ear and smiles.

"And by the way Miss Scott. I think you're very pretty," My cheeks turn red.

Why is a guy like him care about someone like me? But I can't help but blush and look away. I see him smiling at me from the corner of my eye.

Oh, no.

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