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Chapter 8 - NEWBIE

Newbie

Who in the whole freakin world loves math? Cause I personally don't.

Ok so we're in the middle of a crazy math lesson while I'm in the middle of

a really good snooze. Try snoozing in math class. You've heard of counting 

yourself to sleep right? Well, in math class, that's a total win win cause 

one, you don't have to do the counting yourself.

 So, things with Cameron has been pretty nifty( And I seriously STILL 

don't know the meaning of that word). We've totally ignored each other 

and I feel KAY-REE-ZEEILLLLY terrible. You know why?

 I totally couldn't get a nerd to FALL IN LOVE WITH MEEEEEEEEE!

I mean, isn't that terrible? I must be the LAMEST, DORKIEST, 

CRUSHLESS girl in high school. And that, is worst than cancer!! How then 

will I ever get a date to the dance. Or even get cured. 

 Plus, I KISSED my best friend's ex-crush!! I mean, June's with max now 

but kissing Cameron is JUST SO WEIRD!!! I don't want June to find out, 

ever!!!! And she won't cause right now, I'm just focused on killing every 

stupid feeling I have left for Cameron. My life is just so haywire crazy.

So, here there I was in maths class, snoozing my head off with ten other 

bored kids, leaving the awake-soon-to-sleep-group down by ten when the 

door creaked open. 

For a moment, everyone looked up and believe me, for a very reasonable 

reason cause in walked the most good-looking guy I'd ever seen. He's tall, 

light-skinned and has the perfect body, your A-type sexy and blond and 

cute with omigosh blue eyes and plosh pink lips. His hair, a crazy mix of 

sandy and blond fell into his eyes and he made the messy work of pulling 

his hair out of his face look goddamn cute. Everyone gaped and stared at 

him. The girls whispered and giggled all over each other while the boys 

tried to bridge the line between jealousy and admiration. naturally, the 

latter won. I could see a thousand relationships smattering to the floor 

and for the first time in a long time, I felt relieved that I was lonely to. 

We'd make a great match. At least he'd be single till brunch, a time I like 

to call the flank-a-cute-boy-single-or-not.

 He walked up to Miss Honey, who stared at him in a lost dreamy smile ( 

She's single and SO searching with a new boy around!) And flashed him a 

small brain-washing smile.

" Who are you?" She croaked.

" Diego Sanchez. Exchange student from France"

" Oh welcome Diego Sanchez. Take your seat next to anybody you want" I 

looked at Miss Honey strangely. She never asks anyone to take a seat 

'anywhere'. She even smiled as he watched him walk. I mean isn't that so 

gross? Come on, give the poor young singles a chance!!

 Literally every eye trailed him to see who he'd seat next to. The girls 

whispered and giggled and prayed against high-heaven that he'd sit next to

them. Dorkas like me watched him, holding our breaths in expected 

disappointment. No one sits next to a dork wth 'DORKA' written in large 

bold letters on their hoodie? And no, I'm not kidding. There is actually a 

large fashy imprint of 'DORKA' pasted right in front of my hoodie. Gimme

a break men! I'm dorky and I'm proud! ( THAT, is also on my hoodie but 

underneath). Cathy walker, queen of the mean girls stroke B&Bs and 

hashtag, my archenemy literally slobbered on like seven layers of her 

reddest raging revenge ruby lipgloss( God I hate that girl) And pushed her

latest boyfriend off the seat next to her. A few girls smiled and waved 

him over. He gave them a smile that made a few shriek and nearly fall of 

their seats. 

 Diego Sanchez IS the pure definition of HUMAN GORGEOUSNESS! On 

sexy HAWWWWT legs!

" Hi. Can I sit beside you?" A smooth velvety voice said. Ok, help? I think I

just got lost in Twilight as Bella and someone I don't want to IMAGINE as

Edward who is ACTUALLY talking to me! Help! I don't know how to talk to 

boys!! I'm still a white belt in flirting and acting like I don't have speech 

failure-when-I-see-boys-syndrome. Believe me if it'd all been a dream, I 

totally wouldn't want to wake up even when waking up would have been the 

most rational and sensible thing to do on my part looking at the glares and 

eye piercing stares I was recieving from every side. Cathy looked ready to

cook me inside a Turn-A-Potential-Boyfriend-Snatcher-Into a mouse 

potion. I closed my eyes and waited to hear him leave.

 But when I looked up he was still there! The new guy was standing beside 

me and…And talking to me... And SMILING at me! Me and NOT Cathy 

Walker. Every single feeling I had for Cameron Williams vanished.

" Uh…I"

"Is that some strange language that means yes you may or fuck off? " He 

said, sending me into massive drool mode. That smooth soft velvet made my 

insides marshmallow. 

" Oh yeah… I totally...That. I mean…Ha… Have a seat" Yeah that me totally

rocking speech failure-When-I-see-boys-syndrome with all the bi-zaaz you

could add in. 

 He sat down gingerly beside me, looking around. I looked around at the 

girls who were either pulling my hair out, mourning my funeral with a smile 

and reading my obituary in their heads. Note to self: Escape to Boston 

after school with Shayna's emergency pack and enough urine in store for 

the rainy days. The sweat dripped around my hands, hot enough to boil a 

thousand pots filled with hard rocks and a cute blonde face. 

 He pulled out his notes in like the coolest way I've ever seen and 

scribbled in the most elegant French script that felt like music to my eyes.

Everything about him's so smooth. So easy.

" This is math class right?"

"Y… Yeah"

" Do you have notes cause I'm pretty far behind" Ok now this is why every 

absolutely normal NOT lip gloss addicted girl with big dreams of being 

talked to by the cutest newbie ever in any boring old typical American high

Schools should have notes. 

" Uhm… Not really"

" You know anyone who's got notes?"

"Yeah… Uhm I mean no… I mean yes" Yeah talk about EPIC embarr!

" Come on chill out," He said, placing a hand on my shoulder. " Are you sick?"

" Uhm.. Yeah… Probably… Maybe" His hand on my shoulder was totally 

messing with my mouth's cognitive functions. " I just don't know if you 

should sit here. I mean, those cute girls over there are a better option"

Thinking back right now, I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE I SAID THAT!!! I mean,

I'm a total, IDIOT!! A stupid KLUTZ!!! Luckily, what he said and did next 

was worth it cause I swear if he'd upped and taken my stupid un-called-for

advice, I'd have happily crawled into a rock and waited for death by slow 

insect dissemination.

" Why?"

" Cause they're cute"

" And you aren't?"

" I didn't mean it that way…"

" What's your name?"

" What?" He wants to know my name?. Baby, that's a pretty good start. I 

was literally half forced to make up something cool and snazzy. You know 

something like Vanessa. Or Mackenzie. Or probably Nikki, you know Nikki 

Maxwell from Dork Diaries who I actually think is cool. I mean Brandon 

wouldn't be so madly in love with her if she had a boring crazy name like 

Summer. Thanks a lot, Mom. For nothing!

 I looked up into those dreamy eyes. Diego was still staring at me, waiting

for an answer( obviously) while I tried to pick between Summer and Nikki. 

My silly name stuck.

" Your name"

" Oh yeah. Summer"

" Ok look at me, Summer. Everyone's special in their own way. Especially 

you" Boom! My mind went on a total brain freeze. 

 Did Diego, the number one cutest guy in the WORLD thinks I'm 

special?????????? I mean like seriously??????????? Are you kidding 

me??????

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

OMG!! He's not only gorgeous but EXTREMELY charming!!!.

" I never saw it that way…"

" Uhm! " Miss Honey cackled like a witch, looking around like a little rain-dr bird. And believe me that wasn't a teacher's uhm but a will-youquit-flirting-with-the-cute-boy-I-might-actually-have-a-crush-on-and-ishoping-that-he's-into-middle-aged-ladies-too uhm. 

" Now, back to equations…" Don't ask me what she said next cause I was 

lost in Diego's gorgeous face. And that is way better than snoozing in class.

After maths, the girls skittered around, hoping to grab Diego's attention 

but too bad, Cathy got to him first- after slobbering another seven layers 

of pinky power lipstick for the typical inno look( That girl is SO 

impossible!) I mean the guy's cute and all but that's no reason to throw 

yourself all over him like he's a lottery ticket! ( Which he actually is) but 

still! Dignity much?

 Cathy kept flirting with him until Shayna ate some courage and bumped 

in. I was so in the mood for some drama. Too bad there wasn't popcorn around. 

I gave Shayna the are-you-crazy-look and she gave me that I-got-thissmile. Whatever Shayna's thinking, it'd better be good enough to save her 

from death by Cathy-glare. 

" Oh hi there," Shayna said, beaming toothily. Judging from how terribly 

Cathy was eyeing her, there was a chance that might be Shayna's last smile 

with 32 teeth. And believe me, Shayna never smiles like that unless she's 

up to something. 

 Diego spun around, smiling back while Cathy stared at the two with a 

vicious look on her face. 

" Oh hi there too I… Wait a sec, have I seen you before?"

" Yes silly! Don't you remember me?" Ok, HAS SHAYNA COMPLETELY 

LOST IT?! Is this a new snag-an-EXTREMELY-hot-guy strategy cause it's 

totally not working. I tried to whisper some sense into her ears from afar.

" Uhm… Shayna, maybe you've met someone that looks like him…"

" No, no. He's the guy I told you guys about. The French guy I met in Paris"

" Ok pipsqueak," Cathy said " I've had enough of this. Get the hell out of 

here! In case you didn't notice, I was talking to him and this table has a no 

loser's policy. Scratch that and scram!…"

" OMG Cathy come look!" Jenny screeched. Cathy rolled her eyes. " Come 

on Cathy. It's the magazine offer we've been waiting for all week! Happy 

emoji!!" Cathy sighed and rolled her eyes even more, stomping her way out. 

BOOYAAA!!!

 Then I turned to look at my crazy friend, trying to see if I could 

remember the name of a psychiatric hospital around town. What do people

say about handling all-of-a-suddenly-mad-person? Play along? 

" The French guy you met in Paris? How…"

" Oh yeah! I remember you now. What's your name again?... Sandy?"

" Shayna"

" Oh yeah! Shayna" He held out his hand, shaking hers softly. Shayna 

literally melted into goo.

" It's a pleasure meeting you again Shayna"

" Same here" And they began to talk. During brunch, everyone kept staring 

and talking about how handsome he was and why he'd chosen some loser to 

hang out with. Dawn ignored Elan, Shayna pushed Harry away, and 

Carlizza literally hid under the table just to avoid Carlos and to have a 

better view of Diego( Weird hunh?) I watched them, totally exasperated. 

This is going to be a long, long semester.