《Her part ☽ Finn Wolfhard》1
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New school, again. You know, that's just so typical.
My father's job is why my family and I move so often. We move up to like every fifth month. And it sucks, I never really get to make any new friends. And it's starting to become a problem.
A seventeen year old girl without friends, I had a couple friends in Italy. But we were loosing contact, so I honestly didn't have any friends to hang out with in my spare time.
What sucked even more was because it's all my dad's fault. I wish he had another job. Or at least that we could settle down. Like, for years. I'm sure that's never going to happen, though. He loves his job more than anything in this entire world, even mor than he loves mom. But the moving-thing doesn't really matter to me anymore.
I mean, I'm moving out to go to college next year. This time, my father told me we were going to settle down. I got to go the last year of high school in Nebraska.
Which is a good thing, because I can finally have like the grades for a full school year. I was a straight A student, who did nothing wrong. Never had I ever done anything wrong in my life, and I always pleased everyone.
But to be honest, I never really pleased myself. And it started to become a problem.
As my dad drove me and my younger brother, Max to school, they were talking about that he was going to start on the football-team. I was listening to music, but I knew they were talking about football.
The way my brother became excited and enthusiastic when he talked. Both my older and younger bother were also straight A students. They had to be, my father wanted us all to be successfull people.
My older brother, Jackson was in the military. And that was exactly what my father wanted for my Max to do too. And I knew Max did not want to go to the military. He wanted to become a professional football-player, or a teacher. My father loved the fact that Max played football, but he did not want him to become professional. He was going to the military, or become a lawyer or something like that. I didn't really listen to their conversation, but I heard a couple words every now and then, mostly when my dad half-shouted while laughing. After a five minute-driving my dad finally stopped our black Mercedes outside the new school.
It wasn't a really big school, I was saying that because I'd be going to the biggest schools in the US and in probably every other country in the world, but I was sure that over 400 students was going here. And that was enough for me, more than enough actually.
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"Have fun," my dad said as both Max and I opened the doors. I slightly nodded, sending him a smile before smashing the door.
As our father drove away from the parking lot, I looked over at Max. "I guess I'll see you later today," I said, and he nodded. "See ya, sis," he answered, grinning, before we both walked in different directions.
I got inside, and let my gaze slide over the hallway. It was big, but not the biggest hallway I'd seen. My lips were pressed together, and I scratched my neck as a girl came over to me. Her blonde, lond hair was sat up in a ponytail placed on top on her head, and she was wearing a couple jeans with a hoodie over.
She looked gorgeous, even with just normal clothes. More gorgeous than I'd ever be.
"Hey, you're the new girl, right?" she asked me. I nodded, yes. "Yeah, I'm Aurelia ," I said, smiling slightly at her. "I'm Clarity, your guide for today.
The principal asked me, and I said yes, of course. I'm sure You and I are going to be really good best friends," she said, already excited. I laughed a little, nodding to what she just said. "C'mon, I'll show you around," she said as she took my arm and started walking.
Clarity showed me about the whole school. We had visited differend classrooms, the ladies room, the gym hall and our lockers. And we were now on our way to visit the cafeteria.
Clarity seemed like a great girl. She was so nice and I loved her personality already. She was so bubbly, and smart, and she always had a joke ready.
We sat down by one of the tables in the cafeteria, and Clarity pulled up some kind of a map. It was a drawing of all the tables in the whole cafeteria.
"Okay, you have to know who sits where so you don't sit with the wrong people," she explained. I just nodded, and looked at the map as she started showing me who sat where. "Okay, here the athletes, the cheerleaders, the carfree weed-smokers, the skaters, the bitches, the coolest and funnniest people you'll ever meet, the math-nerds, the musicians, the dorks and last but not least, the most popular boys in school..." she explained as she pointed at the different tables.
God, how was I going to remember that? "You should try to avoid the popular guys, or at least Finn Wolfhard. He's the schools bad boy. I bet he's slept with every girl on this school. Including me,she coughed as her cheeks turned redder and redder, making me giggle.
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"How does he look?" I asked her. "Oh, you'll understand who he is when you see him. I mean, he's also the hottest guy in school," she said. I just nodded. "But stay away from him. If he tries to talk to you, or touch you or anything, just walk away.
Promise me, he's not worth it. Okay?" she asked, looking at me. Wow, she was serious about this, this guy was probably a real douche.
But why should the most popular and handsome guy in school talk to a loser like me, huh? "Um, okay," I said, nodding slightly. She just smiled at me, her straight, white teeth showing. "Great."
The school bell rang, and I stood up quickly. "Okay, so I'll see you later?" Clarity asked. "Yeah, see you," I said, smiling at her and waving slightly before walking away to my next class - science.
I got to the class, as the last student there. Which meant that every single student in the classroom was looking at me. I was already really embrassed by all the attention.
"Ah, ms.Esme" , there you are! I'm mr. Lancaster, your science teacher." I nodded slightly. "Well, there's just one seat that's not taken here, and that's beside mr. Wolfhard. You two are going to be partners for the rest of this school year. Now, take a seat," he said as he smiled widely at me.
Fuck, did he just say Wolfhard? I looked over at the spot I'd been told I was going to sit at. My eyes then met a couple brown ones. That had to be him,Finn Wolfhard. His hair was black, messy and absolutely perfect. He'd got amazing eyes, and I became totally speachless when I saw his smile.
He had to be the definition of a perfect boy.
And I was sure he was the guy Clarity had been warning me about, the guy who had slept with every girl on this school. Oh my God, how was I going to ignore him when we were partners in science?
I pressed my lips together, giving them a light pink colour as I walked over. I sat down beside him, and looked over at him, again meeting his gaze. "Hello, I'm Finn," he said as he reached out his hand.
I bit my lip slightly at I took his hand. As soon as my hand touched his, I felt this kind of spark. I quickly took my hand away from his, earning a chuckle from him. God, I was so embrassed already. "What's wrong, Bambi?" he asked with a smirk on his lips. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, what the heck? "My name is not-" I started, the teacher interrupting me.
As mr. Lancaster started talking, I looked over at the blackboard. I could see that Finn was staring me from the crock of my eye, still with a smirk planted on his perfect lips. Still sending chills down my spine, ugh.
I had no idea that was even possible, making a girl feel that way just by looking at her. But I just had to ignore all of the things going on in my head, and try to ignore Finn as much as I could.
"Okay, class," mr. Lancaster began. "You're going to have a science-project about the human body. This project has to be ready in three weeks. and we'll be checking your work once a week. This means you also have to work at the project together on your spare-time. You also get a grade that will count 55% of your grade in science for the whole school-year. So this better be going well." he explained as he used his hands to point at the doll beside him and doing weird movements.
I raised my hand, shyly. "Yes, ms.Esme?" mr. Lancaster asked, looking into my eyes. "Uh, can we choose partner to work with?" I asked with my lips softly pressed together, hoping for a yes. "No, you're going to be with the partner beside you, which means you have to be with mr. Wolfhard," he simply told me. "Is that a problem?" mr. Lancaster asked me. "No, no. I was just wondering," I said as I scratched my neck, feeling a little blush creep onto my cheeks.
"Looks like we have to hang out after school today then, Bambi," I heard Finn whisper from beside me. God, this was not going to end up well at all.
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can someone make my day 10x better :)
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I miss you girl!
jas_wilkins mysm
I could make your night 100x better
stunning
so your the pretty lady Finn was telling me about
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so pretty
Instagram Dm
hey pretty lady do u want me too pick u up I'm at my friend jacks house I can pick you up?
Hey sure...But first how did u find my Insta
I have my ways....
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Be there in 10 ;)
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I'm crying in the club right now
(P.s if you've already read this book I've updated Aurelia to a different person)
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