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    I Cant Stay Away – (Chapter: Chapter 3)

    Chapter 3

    Spencer’s POV

    Hallways

    As soon as this big guy pulled the hot chick off of the cheerleader I headed off to the office to get my class schedule. After they handed me all the paperwork I needed I think I went in the direction of where my homeroom was at.

    Well I was wrong. I got freaking lost trying to find my homeroom. This school is huge. So I had to ask a teacher where my homeroom was. “Excuse me, do you know where room 413 is,” I asked this really hot teacher.

    She looked at me like I had two heads or maybe she thinks I am a freshmen. “Um yeah,” she started. “It’s way on the other side of the building.” What the hell. I’m going to be late my freaking first day at a new school.

    I was mad. I hate being late. I like school. I‘m a huge nerd. What can I say? So instead of crying I asked the hot teacher nicely, “could you please point me in the direction that I should go?”

    “Um yea. Just follow this hall all the way down. Than make a right. Then you are going to make a left in the first hallway. Than you will go all the way down that hall. Make another left. Then you will pass the vending machines and your class will be the first one on the right.”

    Um ok. Brain overload. I don’t think that I can remember those directions. “Um, ok. Thank you.” Than I started walking in the direction of where I was really supposed to go.

    By the time I remembered all the directions I made it just in time for homeroom. As soon as I crossed the threshold the bell rang. I went up to the teachers desk and handed her my schedule.

    “How nice of you to join us Ms. Carlin,” said my homeroom teacher Mr. Gates. Please have a seat anywhere you would like. With that being said I turned around to find a seat. Just as I was turning I saw chocolate brown orbs starring at me intently. Holy crap the hot chick from earlier is in my homeroom.

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