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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.