It was 8:07 when you finally knocked on the classroom door you thought was yours. You were 7 minutes late because obviously you didnt find the classroom, this school is actually huge.

After a moment a tall, handsome, blonde man opened the door. He was in his mid 20s and obviously your history teacher. How come its always the history teacher?

"Hello, uhm...Im really sorry for being late. Its actually my first day at school and I couldn't find the way." you said nervously playing with the rings on your fingers.

He gave you a soft smile and held out his hand "Mr. Williams, your history teacher" you shook his Hand. "Today is actually my first day as well, and guess what, couldnt find the classroom either."

You smiled at him "Uh, okay it's reassuring, to know that I'm not the only one. This school is huge, isn't it?"

"That is literally what I've been thinking" he laughed quietly. "Anyway, you can take a seat in the back of the room ehm"

"Y/N Y/L/N it is. Thank you so much." you said entering the classroom, all eyes fixed on you.

Why am I even surprised? I just spoke with this teacher as if he was my friend in front of the whole class.

You confidently headed to the back of the class, because why wouldnt you? Youre not here to make friends anyway and as long as you get a good history grade you didnt really care about other people's opinions. Youre here for a year only anyway so what's the big deal?

As you approached your seat you quickly scanned all the people in class and your eyes stopped at... surprise, surprise... Rodrick sitting 2 rows ahead of you looking you directly in the eyes, all the madness replaced by something way more intense. But you couldnt exactly figure out what it was. And honestly? You didnt even want to. You were still mad at him for getting mad at you.

As you sat down Mr. Williams spoke up again so everyone finally took his eyes off you.

"Okay, so since Im new at school and some of you are new as well, I think Id be a great idea to get to know each other. Dont get me wrong, I dont wanna hear the whole story of your life just tell us your name, age, one hobby and lastly one special fact about you. So, I propose well ju-" but he was cut off by a pretty, blonde girl raising her hand. She didn't wait for the teacher to tell her to speak up, she just did.

"Uhm, yeah Mr. Williams I just dont think that will be necessary. You know, for everyone to introduce themselves for one student only." she said giving you a mean side look.

What a fucking bitch.

"See, first off you shouldn't cut me off while Im in the middle of my sentence and second of all I just told you Im a new teacher at this school, so I obviously dont know you as well and I need to grade you. Logical, isnt it? And since you were the first one to speak, I propose youll start. he said not losing his temper even for a second.

"Uh, Oh my God. I mean thats so unnecessary but okay. Im Heather Hills, Im 18 years old, I like going shopping and would consider it my hobby and a special fact about me is that I cannot stand new students, because they get way too much attention for no reason." she said smiling 'genuinely' looking at you.

Your teacher sighed heavily. "Fine, that was good Heather. Please chose the next person."

She did and so it went on, and on, and on until the girl right in front of you was chosen. She had long red hair, pale skin with some freckles in her face. She was absolutely beautiful. She looked different from the other people youve seen before. But it wasnt only her face but also her style. She looked a little like some modern good witch or fairy. You couldnt properly explain.

"Hi, Im Madeline Smith. Im 17 years old, I like writing my own stories and books and am interested in astrology. An extra fact about me is that I on the other hand like new students unlike Heather." She said turning around giving you a little wink, before turning back around. "I'm choosing Rodrick to introduce himself she said pointing at the boy sitting in front of her."

"Well, Im Rodrick Heffley, 18, I have my own band and play the drums and when Im protective I tend to act like a fucking asshole, which Im genuinely sorry for." he said giving you an apologetic look. You couldnt help but smile, this idiot didnt just say that out loud. Kinda cute though.

"Mr. Heffley please watch your tongue" Mr. Williams threw in.

"Im really sorry, won't happen again, sir." he answered turning back around to face you. Im choosing the new girl to introduce herself he said pointing at you, putting on his usual smirk.

"Uh okay. Im Y/N Y/L/N and Im 17 years old. I like to play the bass and collecting plants. And sometimes I tend to forgive overprotective assholes." you said smiling slightly as you made eye contact with Rodrick. His eyes sparkling with satisfaction and a big smile forming on his face.

"Uhm, I would say language but it looks like we've actually sold an argument here which only proofs the effectiveness of my method...Miss Hills" your teacher interfered, Heather rolling her eyes.

You chose another person after that and thats how your lesson actually ended.

After class the red-haired girl turned around to face you "Girl, you are literally so pretty. I love your style" she said smiling, your cheeks turning red. "Please I was about to say the exact same thing. I just love every single thing about your look, and you seem so friendly." you answered.

"You know what I think? We should definitely get lunch together and get to know each other. I wont take no for an answer."

"Please, as if you would actually get one."

"Great. So let me give you my number. In case you get lost again call me, Ill literally be there in like 5 minutes. Also, thats a lame excuse for me to get your number to actually stay in touch with you but gotta get it somehow, right?" she said and you both started laughing.

"Its always such a struggle to get someone's number I swear. Im happy you did it though, my shy ass could never." you said smiling.

She took her pencil and scribbled down her number on your hand, since the both of you had already packed your things.

As she did you suddenly felt someone standing right over you. Without even looking up youve already knew it was Rodrick. You looked up at him "Well hello asshole" you said smiling at him.

"Wow, I would have never thought that being called asshole can actually make you feel so good. The last 2 times you used my actual name was when you were mad so lets avoid that."

"Yes, you are forgiven" you answered smiling up at him.

"Wow Rod, already pissed her off 2 times? Youre a fast one." Maddie said smiling, elbowing him.

"Shut up Mads." he said rolling his eyes.

"Okay you guys, wont distract that cute little couple make up thingy" she said smirking at both of you and before you even had the chance to deny it, she already made her way out of the classroom.

Rodrick sat down at her place and took your hand in his. "I can't believe she gave you her number so fast while Im trying to ask you for yours for a week now." he said looking down at your entwined hands.

"Well, how about you just add yours" you said looking him in the eyes now. "Right next to Maddie's. See now my shy ass actually asked for your number. Youre the first boy. Fell honored."

He looked up at you, smiled and then scribbled down his number next to Maddie's and added an A at the end.

"Why the A?" you asked curiously.

"So, you dont get it twisted. You know, our numbers. The A stands for asshole."

"You know you could have just written R like Rodrick" you said laughing.

"Oh no, no, no, no. I'm not falling for this one. Dont want you to get mad at me again."

You looked each other right in the eyes and then exploded in laughter.

"Okay, let me lead you to your next class." he said standing up.

"Okay, be my guide." you smiled.

As the both of you left the classroom and joked around on your way to the next class you suddenly felt someone bumping into you making all of his books fall down.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" you said looking up just to face Heather and instantly regretting asking her that.

"Not. You. Again." she said with an angry look on her face looking you and Rodrick up and down. Her eyes stopping at your still entwined hands. "Pick that up." she commanded straightening her clothes.

"Excuse me?" you answered in disbelieve.

"Apology accepted" she said with a mischievous smile on her face "And now. Pick. That. Up."