In Khloe King's lame attempt to get over Hayden Ross, her neighbor, she agrees to move away with her mother to another city when she finds out that her parents are getting a divorce. Khloe's almost certain that now she'll forget all about Hayden Ros...
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Here I was standing in the office, my eyes bulging out of my eye sockets as I looked down at the paper in my hand.
"Are you okay?"
No, I wasn't okay. Being okay was the furthest thing from what I was right now.
I looked up, "Mrs. Richardson," I said quickly, "I can't do this program anymore."
She looked at me for a second in shock. "Is there something wrong?" Mrs. Richardson sounded concerned.
At this point, I could barely breathe. My hand went up to my chest as I looked down at the name on the paper one more time.
"Nope, everything is fine." I forced a nervous smile onto my lips. "I just can't do it." My words were coming out rushed, so I took a deep breath to try to calm myself down. "I know I signed up for this program to help new transfer students feel more welcome and all but I..." My eyes landed on the paper once again. "I just remembered I have a lot of school work that I need to focus—"
Mrs. Richardson suddenly let out a sharp laugh which shut me up immediately. I looked over at her confused and she just shook her head at me. "Miss. King, you aren't trying to get out of this now are you?" She asked and I tried to speak but she spoke again. "It's too late for that I'm afraid. You're the one who signed up for this program, and you will have to go through with it. The transfer student is coming in a day. You need to make sure to show him around and make him feel as welcome as possible!" She exclaimed. "I'll see you later!"
And with that, she was done talking.
A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I walked towards the door. As soon as I left the office my best friend Kiera Knight, was already waiting for me. "How'd it go?" She questioned me. "Hey... what's wrong?" She then asked when she saw the look on my face.
There was nothing I could say, so I held out the paper so that Kiera could see. She gave me a look for my strange behaviour but she took the paper out of my hands anyway. "On behalf of our school, we would love to personally thank you: Khloe King, for joining our wonderful mentoring program. The transfer student you will be monitoring is named..." Kiera gasped, "Hayden Ross?!"
"I know," I mumbled.
"What!" Kiera practically screamed. "Hayden Ross?" She questioned and I continued to give her a blank stare. "Your neighbour Hayden Ross!"
That's when I took a deep breath and shook my head quickly grabbing the paper out of her hands. "This is ridiculous." I forced a laugh. "There is no way my neighbour Hayden Ross, is the transfer student at our school."
Kiera looked skeptical but she nodded her head anyway. "Yeah, you're right." She said, "Technically, Hayden Ross hasn't been your neighbour for quite some time now."
That was very true. The first time I ever laid eyes on Hayden Ross was when I was ten years old. I was outside running around with my older sister Luna, with popsicles in our hands that were clearly melting because of the hot summer sun but we didn't care. My hair was tied in pigtails that I remember my mother forced me to wear because it made me look cute.
