Chapter 1

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This day has been long and boring, like everyday at school...  My thoughts traveled to daydreaming about the boy I was sitting behind...  Yes, the cutest boy in school sat in front of me.  How was I so gifted?  I wonder what he's thinking about.  It's probably not as Rated R as mine are right now of him...

My inappropriate thoughts were interrupted by a whisper next to me.

"Oh my god, Jo, that boy is fine" my overly-flirtatious friend, May, whispered to me as the new kid introduced himself to the class.

He is shadowing me for the week because it was his first day of school, even though it's in the middle of the year. Because I am the teachers' favorite, they recommended me to be one of the kids that shows new kids around the school when they are new. I enjoy doing it because I've met so many cool people through the program.  Like there was once this foreign guy, from Ethiopia, and he just said the most entertaining and witty things.  Man, I miss Abai.  He was awesome.

But for once, I really didn't want the responsibility of walking the new kid around.  It was a long day and it was only first period.

The boy standing in front of the class had brown shaggy hair and piercing green eyes. I admit to his attractiveness, but he had this look to him that seemed to be just a little terrifying: like he could kill you in an instant.

I don't like it, even though I've been told I have the same look sometimes.  Don't cross me when it's pizza day at lunch.  Nobody will get away alive.

"Hello, my name is Peter, Peter Pandery."

I swear to God you could hear the girls swoon over his British accent. My friends were no acceptation. My two friends in Bio class (the class we were in currently) both practically fainted. May and Tess had the looks of girls about to jump Peter. I was kind of waiting, it would have been amusing to watch.

"Go sit down next to Jo, you seem to be shadowing her today," said our horrible teacher, Dr. Hood. Peter snickered and sat down next to me.

As Dr. Hood started talking, I started to "take notes" a.k.a I started to doodle quotes in fancy lettering all over my books.  I started concentrating more on my doodles until my auburn hair distorted the view of the paper as it fell in front of my face.

"Psssst, Jo. Aren't you going to pay attention?" whispered Peter.

I looked at him with an eyebrow raised. "Of course, I multitask. I listen and doodle at the same time. Quite effective actually!"  I resumed my doodling with a roll of the eyes.  

After class, Peter continued following me through the halls as I talked to one of my guy friends.

"So Peter, are you from England?" asked my friend James.

"Ya sure," he responded, not really paying attention. Just then a girl walked up to us, of course it's a girl I know but never talk to because she thinks she's to cool for me, Kristine.

"So Peter, how was Bio, isn't Dr. H a drag?" she asked flirtatiously.

She's a joy.  Her high-pitched voice hurt my ears.  Listening to her talk is like listening to nails on a chalkboard.

"How would you know?  He only teaches AP classes and we both know you read at third grade level," I muttered.  

Peter glanced at me with a little smile before turning his attention back to Kristine.  "Oh yes, love. He doesn't seem very intelligent," he responded.

I burst out laughing. I almost tripped up the stairs I was laughing so hard.
Kristine, Peter, and James stared at me confused.

"You....you.....YOU JUST SAID LOVE!" I somehow managed to say through laughs.

"Ya?" said Peter questioningly.

"THAT IS COMEDIC GOLD!" I again laughed/spoke. I have only heard of people saying "love" on TV and hearing someone say it, even flirtatiously, was just fabulous.

"Ummm ok. Bye Peter!" said Kristine as she walked away. She doesn't like me, but I'm kind of ok with it. Pissing of certain people makes me feel great. I've been told I am a horrible person, and I own it.

"Wow Peter, who would have known that you would be a total ladies' man on your first day!" I exclaimed. I give him props, he had caught the attention of every girl very quickly.  Even the football star, Jake, doesn't have every girl fawning over him.

"It's a game," he murmured with a smile.

"You, my friend, have a sick idea of a game" I retorted. He looked at me with surprise. He probably didn't think I heard him.

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The school day went by quickly. My time was spent doodling and laughing at girls fawning over Peter. He seemed pleased to have people to praise him like a king.

"So Peter, how are getting home?" I asked. I couldn't just leave him at school without a way home. Actually, I could but there was this thing called guilt, and I hate it.

"Oh my older brother is picking me up. See you tomorrow, love" he responded.
Again I laughed hardcore at him, which caused him to look angry for a second but the look disappeared within seconds. I said bye within my laughs as I walked to the bus.

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I finally got home and I changed into leggings and a tank top. The fall weather wasn't as chilly as it usually is. 

As time went by, my family came home from work and sports and we ate our family dinner, and it was finally time for "bed" or what I like to call "phone until midnight" time.  It was a usual night.

As I looked out my window, I heard a noise that sounded like a flute. It was beautiful and very mystical. It was more or less freaky as hell, but whatever.

I sneaked down the stairs and walked out the front air and into the night air. My feet seemed to be moving on their own as I slowly walked towards the figure playing the flute. I walked as quietly as I could to not notify the figure I was there.

Of course, because something always goes wrong, I stepped on a stick and it cracked. The figure turned around, looked me straight in the eye, and flew away.  He literally just hovered up and away into the night air.  If that isn't weird, I don't know what is...

His eyes were green, he had shaggy brown hair, and he was quite tall.

And he was Peter.

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