Perfectly Imperfect

tres: F-boy alert

  Yeah... I still have no idea where I'm going. I left my map in the office and now I'm just wondering around the school. I've sort of given up on first period.

  Ring

  Okay, this is my chance. I'm going to get this right this time.

  "Excuse me, where's the science lab?" I asked some random person in the hallway, without looking up from my schedule.

  When I did,

holy shoot.

I swear, there should have been angels singing in the background, and a light from the heavens shining down on this beautiful piece of boy in front of me. But, I didn't let that distract me from my mission.

  He looked at me, then a smirk appeared on his face. "Well, hello there."

  Hot.

  But not the point.

  I stared at him. "...hi. Where's the science lab?"

  "I could show you where the science lab is... or I could give you a private crash chemistry course my self. I promise it'll be worth your while," He said with a wink and a look of... something on his face.

  . . . Entitlement? Arrogance? Egotism? All of the above?

  Most likely the last one.

What can I say? I'm judgmental.

Anyway, for some reason my gaze traveled to his feet, and my eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw what he was wearing with his casual outfit.

Are those Gucci slides?!

Who has Gucci slides?!

Then wears them to school!

No wonder he looked all of the above, he's hot and rich.

  But, there was something else there too. . . Lust?

  Ew! No!

Okay, you just went down like, a bazillion hot points. That's the dumbest pick up line I've ever heard.

. . . That's what he's trying to do, right? I'm not exactly an expert on male flirt tactics, and that was so pitiful, it would be a saving grace if that wasn't what he was going for.

  I just stared at him again, opting to ignore it. "...no, the science lab's good."

  F-boy alert! I'm not being late to this class because of this doofus.

  His smile dropped and he walked passed me making sure to bump my shoulder in the process.

At least now I know what he was going for. . . ew.

  "Thanks for your help!" I yelled to him, rolling my eyes. Greek god or not, he gives off serious arrogant jerk vibes.

  I picked another random person in the hallway, who wasn't too bad to look at either. "Hey, where's the science lab?"

  He turned and, with a smirk, looked me up and down. "Oooh"

What?

  You have got to be kidding me! Is everyone at this school an F-boy? And "oooh", what in the world? That's so creepy!

Is there something in the water at this school that makes the guys act like this?