Danny's POV

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Danny

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"Danny...Wake up!" My mother yelled from downstairs, I opened my eyes and stared at my ceiling.

"-Hurry and get ready or you'll miss the bus" She yelled again.

And by bus she means city bus since she's worried about me getting bullied again on the school bus.

Forcing myself up, I put on my glasses and hurried into my bathroom to get ready. Quickly I put on my over sized brown leather jacket, my black and white stripped shirt, dark blue jeans and my converse. I looked at myself in the mirror "Well...this is as good as it's going to get" I said to myself.

"Hurry up, Danny" She yelled once more.

"I'm coming, Mom" I yelled back at her grabbing my bag and heading downstairs. I gave my mom a kiss on the cheek, grabbed an apple and buttered toast then rushed out the house to catch the bus. I made it to the bus stop just on time, there was only 25mins to the first bell, I could make it if this old lady would hurry up and get off the bus.

Finally, after running from the bus stop 2 miles to school, I made it before the bell. I rushed towards my locker and grabbed my A.P History books for first period. Walking towards class I accidentally bumped into Sarah and fell to the ground, Sarah Manny is the popular, top number one cheerleader, who hated my guts ever since kindergarten when I dropped my apple juice on her pants and made it look like she peed herself.

Everyone thinks she's an angel sent from above, unlike me who luckily see's to see her dark side everyday.

"I'm so sorry-" she looked down at me and faked puked "Oh. Ew. It's Just ugly betty. Watch where you're walking, freak" she said.

I ignored her and tried to look for my glasses, without them I'm as blind as a bat. Literally.

"Oh. Look it's Velma from Scooby Doo. Looking for your magnifying glasses, freak?" she laughed evilly with her plastic puppet friends. "I think I found-" I heard broken glass "-Them. Oops. Sorry...not sorry, see you later. Freak." she laughed walking off.

Great. Those were my last pair.

I felt some big soft hands help me up, whom ever it is had the most intoxicating scent I'd ever smelled, I like it.

"T-Thank...y-you" I spoke, he didn't answer back. I tried to figure out his face but it was too blurry all I seen were these beautiful blue/green eye's that I'd never seen before and he was 6'2. Mystery guy handed me my books and my broken glasses then walked me somewhere "Um...Excuse me, m-mystery person...guy, sir. Uh. W-Where are you taking me?" I spoke but yet again I was greeted by silence.

Should I be scared? Why do I feel so...safe with mystery guy?

I heard a door open "Miss Anderson, did your glasses break again?" I heard the principle spoke which meant I was in his office.

"Uh...Um..Yes s-sir"

"How'd you find yourself back?"

"Well, he helped me and brought me here"

There was a silence "Who-Who are you talking about dear? There's nobody else here but us...you came in by yourself"

I guess mystery guy left...I wonder who he is...

"Oh."

"Anyway. Let me call your mother to buy you once again another pair of glasses. Why do your glasses keep breaking, sweetheart?"

"I-If I told you...you wouldn't believe me, sir. Nobody does, nobody will"

Another silence "Well, I guess it can't be helped, sit tight while I call your mother Ms.Anderson" he said dialing numbers on his phone.

Blue/green eye's...there so beautiful... so mesmerizing...so...so...unique.

Later that day during my 6th period my mother finally came with my new glasses for the 8th time this month, if this keeps happening I'm going to have to get them glued to my face.

I despised my 6th period. The worst part was Sarah and her plastic puppets were in there. Everyone bullied me, even my own teacher, I told the principal but he wanted evidence or a witness. I tried to switch classes, the principle won't allow it since it's the middle of the school year.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. "Hey, look everyone. Velma found her glasses, again" Sarah joked, everyone even the teacher laughed.

"Ms.Anderson, why are you late again?" Mr. Sooms asked.

"M-My glasses, sir" I said headed to the seat way in the back corner.

"I'll see you in detention...again. Velma-I mean Anderson" he chuckled at himself.

Throughout the whole class, Sarah and her plastic puppets and the rest of the class kept throwing paper balls at me. From the corner of my eye I seen Mr. Zooms also throw a few at me.

Sometime I wish I could just...just...disappear. Nobody here except my friend Luke will miss me, other than that, gone. I wish Luke was here, but he's out with his parents lucky me he'll be back tomorrow.

I put my head down, Mr. Zooms cleared his throat "Students. We will be expecting a new student starting tomorrow...that will be all-" the bell ringed "-You're dismissed" he said, everyone ran out the door. Thank goodness I don't have a 7th period, perk of being the top nerd. After class I walked to the girls bathroom stall "Omg. Brit. Have you seen the new kid?".

"Nobody has. They say he got kicked out of his school for fighting...like 30 times."

"Some say he's totally drop dead hot...like. model hot. Also his father is a billionaire, so he's filthy rich, can't wait to play with him"

New kid? Well, that's new. We haven't had a new kid in like...centuries. Ok, maybe I'm overreacting but it's been sometime.

"Oh. And get this, he's the totally rebel, playboy, badboy. Like motorcycle, tattoo, smoking bad boy and he's single"

"Never slept with a bad boy before, maybe he could be my first"

The girls left a few minutes later, I walked out and towards the bus stop. A guy on a motorcycle was speeding faster than...well light itself. He past 5 stop signs and didn't get pulled over, maybe that's the new kid?

"Hello? I'm home...Mom? Dad?" I yelled closing the door behind me.

Nobody's home.

My stomach rumbled, the apple and toast didn't fill me up not one bit. Walking into the kitchen I found a red stick note on the fridge, red means important.

'Dear Danny,

Me and your mother got called into the late shift tonight, sorry we couldn't make it home again. There's dinner in the oven, it's your favorite lasagna with 6 different cheeses. Sorry again sweetie, we'll see you tomorrow. Lock all the doors and be safe, call us for anything.

Love, Dad.

I knew this was going to happen when both your parents are the top doctors in a hospital. Ever since I could remember, both of them never could make it ballet dance recital. Finished eating, alone. I locked all the doors, took a shower and got ready for bed.

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Beep!

Beep!

Beep!

Ugh. Who the heck is this? I looked at my phone, it was Luke.

'Hey, D.A. What's up? Miss me?'

'Of course I do, Luke. Every single day that we don't spend together'

'Wow, I can sense you sarcasm from over here. Seriously, what's new today? Everyone's texting about a new kid?'

'Yea. There's a new kid. Nobody's seen him, he's the new Bad Boy of the school and every girl wants him. Also his father is a billionaire. That's all I heard'

'Great just what we need a Bad Boy in the school..."

'I know right. A Bad Boy with tattoos, motorcycle, and smokes. He's just what are school needs. Luke, I'll talk to you tomorrow. Don't forget to come pick me up, goodnight'

'I always remember to pick you up every morning D.A, goodnight love'

Luke is the only guy friend...well, friend in general I have. We have first, second, fourth, lunch and sixth period together which Sarah has with us too, lucky us. I know what you're thinking 'Oh. he's secretly in love with you' actually no because he's gay. Girls fall head over heels for him, not knowing that he'll never ever...ever like them back. He always protect me from Sarah and her plastic puppets, we've been inseparable ever since that accident in kindergarten with Sarah. Did I mention he's British? Well...yea he is, that's why girls love him so much, his accent. I did have a secret crush on him fifth grade until I figured out he was gay but I love him like a sister mixed with a big brother.

I put my phone down and stared at the ceiling until I feel asleep.

Those blue/green eye's...hopefully I find who this mystery guy is, I want to really thank him...maybe a card? Or letter? I'll just come out with it and run away...gosh I'm so awkward, I guess we'll see tomorrow.