I entered the school. The first thing that I noticed was the cheerleader's group standing by my locker.

"Hye slut, you look cheerful. Seems you had action on vacation. I hope you missed us like we missed.......messing with you." Claire, the head cheerleader said. Her little pets laughed at her non-humorous joke.

"Hello, Claire and her pets." I said with sarcasm. I was in a good mood so today I didn't want their shit. I got a slap from her. My cheeks were hurting so much.

"You think, you can talk back to me now. I'm the one who is being so generous and letting you live in this school. You should be thankful to me that I let a dirty thing like you in my school." Did I miss telling you this that her father and mother are the two main financiers of this school? And her aunt is the principal here.

Her words hit me very hard. It's like I'm not wanted or needed by anyone. No one in this whole world loves me. Why I'm even alive?

It's getting hard to breathe. I need to get out of here. I pushed them aside and ran from there. leaving them laughing and I heard one saying 'worthless whore.'

It hurt too much. I ran towards stairs which leads to the roof of the school.

But I ran into a wall.

what? There was no wall here last time. I thought. I was about to fall badly when someone caught me. I didn't open my eyes in fear of fall but that never happened. I felt someone touched my cheeks and then I felt wet on it. ' was I crying?' I thought. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up then I realized it was not a wall but a guy. when I noticed his face, he was really good looking with dark chocolate as eyes. His hairs were falling on his forehead almost blocking his eyes. I stared at him for the longest.

I came to my scenes when I heard murmuring around me. There were a bunch of students around us by now. I was so embarrassed that I can guarantee that everyone can see the red on my cheeks. I wiped my cheeks. I don't know what to do. The guy talked first.

"You are pretty." He said.

"No, she is not." A voice said. I don't even have to turn around to see who she is. She was Claire.

"And I was not talking about you. I'm talking about her." He said to her. Well, that's first. No one ever said anything like this to her. Every guy is after her.

Some students shouted ' burn '.

Claire felt embarrassed so she turned and went away from there.

"Hello, I'm Xavier. May I have the pleasure to know your name?" He said with an accent.

"Are you Spanish?" I asked without thinking. I usually don't talk so freely to anyone.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to intrude." I turned and started walking towards my class not feeling the need to go to the terrace now.

"How did you find out? I don't have that strong accent. Where are you running away?" He stopped me by holding my arm.

"Well, the class is about to start. And I can clearly hear the accent there. I like Spanish. I take classes too. Now can you leave my hand?" I asked.

He let go of my arm but show me a paper. "As you can see, I'm new here so can you show me, in my first class?" He asked.

"We have the first same class. Let's go." He started walking beside me.