Stella's P.O.V
Today, my first day at my new school. Who would've guessed that this tough, tomboy, and cookie dough ice cream lover was scared of my new school?
Yes, new. My creepy step dad wanted to move here because of his new "job opportunity". He doesn't even have a fucking job.
But, my mom being my mom, agreed to move here, leave behind my dad's big house that he worked so hard for and built himself. My mom was so infatuated with my step dad that she didn't think twice before leaving my dad behind for Eric's money. Yes, money. But even being the gold digger she was, she still loved and cared for me. But not as much as she did Eric.
After getting dressed in my black converse hightops, black sweats, and a white shirt with a black, about two sizes too big, jacket I styled my hair into two pancake-like french braids and headed out my door, skipping stairs down to the bottom of our brand new 6 bedroom 4 bath ranch styled home.
I'd say it wasn't really fucking nice, but then I'd be lying on a whole new level. I grabbed a piece of sourdough bread, snatched my keys off the kitchen counter and practically sprinted out the door to school. I hopped in my brand new black jeep my step dad bought me and revved the engine, backing out of the drive way with the peice of bread in my mouth. I noticed a slip of paper on the dashboard and, while at a red light, read it. It said...
My Sweet Rose,
I have a surprise for you when you get home. A big one at that, and I can't wait to show it to you. Have a good first day at school!
- Your Eric <3
I furrowed my eyebrows as I read it. First of all, no one ever calls me by my middle name, Rose. It was so unusual and I couldn't understand why he called me that instead of Stella. Second, I was not his, and he was not mine. Thirdly, why did he put a kiss there? He wasn't my real dad and we barely knew each other. And lastly I was extremely curious as to see what the surprise would be. My mom wouldn't be home after school, she has an appointment. So, I wondered if it was a secret that needed kept from her.
I jumped as I heard honking horns and remembered I was on the road, in my car, stopped at a light that had probably turned green a while ago. Woops.
When I got to my new school, I stared up at it in awe, it was enormous. At least compared to my last school. It had to be at least three stories and it was only a HIGHSCHOOL!!!! I slowly got out of my car, locked the door and jogged inside. I was already late, needed to get my schedule, find my locker and put my things in th- WAIT!! Where was my backpack?!?!?
Shit, I thought. Of course I just had to forget the necessities of highschool on my very first day at a new and unusual one. I was extremely ecstatic. If you could tell. I face-palmed and sighed quietly. I'm such a fuck up. I slipped my keys into my jacket pocket and made my way to the office.
The desk was empty and I couldn't see anyone in the halls. I frowned and hesitantly pulled the office door open. I stepped inside and heard a subtle repeated bang ahead of me, in the door to the left. I slowly tippy toed to the door, don't ask why. The door was cracked open and I barely pushed it a bit more when I saw a woman on a desk, her shirt and skirt off, her boob spilling out of her bra, and her juices smearing all over the table, with a man in front of her. Pumping in and out. My eyes widened as I ran out of the office like there was fire on my tail. I kept running in front of me me and sharply turned a corner, suddenly running into a brick wall. I fell backwards and rubbed my for head.
"What the fuck?" Why would there be a brick wall when you have to turn the corner? That's just dumb. I stood back up and pulled my shirt down. That's when I saw shoes, and pants, and a shirt, and a neck, then a face. A really beautiful and stunning face.
His widened eyes were a deep blue, so deep that I got lost inside of them. His jaw was so chiseled, that I wondered if I slid my finger across it, it would slide a clean cut across the pad of it. His lips were full and pink, perfectly plump. They looked oh-so kissable. His skin had a golden tan to it, and his dark brown hair was a mess. A sexy mess. It looked so silky that I wanted to run my fingers through it and tug. And, oh my God, his muscles. They were casually bulging out of his hoodie and I could see the ripple of his abs through the cloth. All in all, I wanted to jump him and order to be fucked right then and there.
The thing was that he was the hottest Greek god anyone could ever meet.
I slowly brought my hand up to the corner of my mouth to check if I was drooling. Thank God.
Wait, why were his eyes widened?
They slowly stopped bluging, but were replaced with a hard glare.
"Watch where the fuck you're going little girl." He growled and bumped my shoulder as he continued on behind me. I was so stunned that I couldn't comprehend what he said for about five seconds.
What the fuck did he just say to me? I started walking in the direction he went, but he wasn't there anymore. I huffed in annoyance and kept walking into the first classroom door I saw.
I opened the door, and the teacher, who was the only one talking at the moment, stopped. All male eyes turned to me, and I nervously looked around the room. And, when I say all male eyes... I mean everyone in the classroom.