Love Story

Chapter 1

So here is my all new story called The Love Story I actually got inspired but a lot of different stories and I hope this story can work all out so yea here goes nothing my new story The Love Story. Presenting my all new amazing story The Love Story chapter 1!

~~Realization~~

Ricky's POV

I looking up at the Latina standing against her locker. She looks at me with fierce in her eyes making me want her so bad. I grab her waist and pull her closer to me. She had possible feelings for me but I could give two shits about her and her life all I wanted was sex from her. She runs her fingers down my chest. She leans close to my ear.

"So are you coming to me house tonight?" She asks purring in my ear. I smirk. Does this girl even need to ask. I wanted this bad.

"Sure why not be there are 7,"I say walking away from her lockers but before I walk away I feel her tug on my wrist making me walk back to her.

" Don't be late," she says with a grin. I smirk again and she flips her hair. She let's go of my wrist and shuts her locker and stuffs her hand in my back pocket and walks with me to class. I walk into class twirling my drumsticks in my hand. Mr Sedlack looks at me.

"Mr. Underwood you are late again," he says grabbing a piece of paper from his desk and trotting over to me. He points to his paper that has the class sitting arrangement. "Since you decide you would not go to class on time you get your seat last," Mr. Sedlack says in an angry tone.

"So where do I sit?" I say in a smooth and I don't care voice. He slams the piece of paper on the desk making a small thud.

"You will be sitting at Ms. Juergens in the back," he says pointing at the girl I had sex with at band camp. She looks at us with a surprised face and I smirk at her. "So go and take your seat please," he says pushing me to my desk.

"Hey," I say putting on my best confidence face. She looks at me and rolls her eyes. I sit down in the chair next to her shifting my drum set slightly. I felt the palm of my hands feel sweaty. I look at her and take a big gulp. I didn't why Amy had made me nervous. I at least think that was her name. She looks over at me for a split second and I guess she soon realizes I was staring at her to because she instantly blushes and smiles. I start twirling the wooden drum sticks in my hand as I tried to keep focus on Mr. Sedlack and not the Amy chick.

Mr. Sedlack turns back around to look us. "Ok well I want you guys to write the counts in on the sheet of paper I put on everyones stand and I would like you guys to work with the person sitting next you," he says holding up the paper he gave us.

I look in the corner of eye to see Amy gulp to and look down and fittle with her fingers. I give her a weak smile. "So we should probably get started," I say picking up the pencil that was laying on the stand.

"Yea sure," she says in a sarcastic voice. I turn to face.

"Do you have a problem with me or something?" I ask her in a serious tone even though I already knew what her answer would be. 'Band Camp'. She looks at me for a slight second.

"Its nothing," she says now picking up her pencil of her stand to.

"Hey do you think we could talk after school?" I ask her while she starts writing this down.

"Sure," she simply says. I sigh but soon back fired. "If you weren't such a jerk," she says in a harsh voice.

"Well whether you like it or not we are going to be sitting by each for about a week or so and I don't think I want tension between us," I say in a serious voice. She looks at me and nods. We evently finish our counts in our music. Mr. Sedlack walks over to me and Amy.