Hopeless Romantic

Reading books, watching k-dramas and movies. I've been a fan of fairytales as well. Surrounded my life with being obsessed with romance. The different ways to fall in love. One-sided love, enemies to lovers and friends to lovers. Although, I haven't experienced my own romance story. I have an idea of my own Prince Charming.

Currently in my senior year of high school with only three months to go. I head to my favorite class AP English Literature. I sit in the back as the rest of the students stumble in. That's when I see him. My Prince Charming, Emmett Pierce. His charismatic infectious smile brightens my day.

He sat in the middle of the row set seats with his jock friends beside him. He leaned back in his seat listening to the others joke around. His hair black as a Raven falling like thick wavy curtains in front of his face. His pale skin contracted to his dark eyes only showed his true beauty. Observing more of his style showed just how influential his family was.

White polo that showed off his athletic build with smooth denim jeans. He looked just like the male lead of a perfect mahwa I would read. The bell rung and Mr.Wesley leaned on his old brown desk. "Well, guys as I said the big End of the year project is finally here. I have decided to change it up this year. No groups just pairs" he smirked.

"Sir, please don't change it. Who are we gonna cheat off " a guy near Emmett asked hugging a short guy with glasses. Everyone began laughing. "What makes the change even better is there will be personal touches of both pairs" Mr.Wesley explained. A girl in the front saids "I want to be partnered with Emmett" she said looking at Emmett with a seductive smirk.

"Ohhhh" the class awe's all but watching the scene. The guys cackle "I wouldn't mind that at all Sweetheart" Emmett saids huskily sitting up in his chair. "Silence class" Mr.Wesley hushes. "I will be picking the pairs" he saids while standing up. He takes a paper from his desk "Avery with Giana. Carry with Christen. Kyle with Dyfelian". The names went on and on. Till finally I heard the teacher say "Emmett Pierce and Tasha Hill".

My heart hammered with excitement and fear. After, Mr. Wesley finished telling us our partners the bell rung indicating for the next class. People exchanged numbers while some began to leave. Emmett stood up coming down the row where my seat was. He stopped right in front of me observing me. I stared up our eyes making contact making my body feel warm.

"So, I'm currently failing this class and Mr. Wesley told me that this final project will help me pass. So, I need A" he grimaced. "Then, I guess we better work together to get you this A" I smiled. "Emmett" a guy yelled from the doorway. Emmett turned his back to me and he nodded. "Give me your phone" he ordered. I fished out my hot pink rimmed phone case handing it into his rough thick hands.

He tapped away and handed it back to me. "Text you later" he saids quickly stalking off to the door. Gulping I blink twice and get up. I head to the library going past the old boring core class books. Once I get to last aisle I take a seat on floor against one of the book shelf's. I get out my weary book and homemade lunch. This is how I eat everyday and I would be enjoying it like normal. If a certain someone hadn't been prolonging my mind.

Did I have chance? Emmett never glanced at me or knew my name? But the thought that I might have a chance made me hopeful. Too immersed in my thoughts I bang my head seeing a face come right at me. "Connor" I shrill pushing him away. "What up,sis" he smiled. "Don't what up me? You scared the hell out of me" I shriveled.

I look beside him to see Milton my best friend. "Sorry. I tried stopping him but brothers will be brothers" he shrugged sitting beside me. "So, I have bad news the book event you wanted to go to. It's already sold out" Milton sighed. "What! I have been waiting for this for a year now" I whispered. "Should have got your tickets earlier" Connor joked. I glared his way making him get up and leave.

"Sorry" Milton pouted. "You tried" I said glumly. I nibbled at my sandwich and gasp. I grabbed Milton hand smiling widely. "Although I'm sad about the book signing. Guess what happened" I exclaimed. Milton looked at me skeptical and smiled for me continue. "Emmett Pierce is now my partner for Mr.Wesley class" I grinned. "So, your crush since before I could remember will now be around you almost twenty four seven" Milton held his temple.

I nodded taking another bite of my sandwich.

"This would be great if you were able to talk to him". "I talked him" I blurted harshly swallowing the piece in my mouth. "One sentence which you probably only said doesn't count. You're shy and I love that about you. But you only talk to your brother and I who's your only friend. Also how on earth are you going to get the hoe of all hoe's to date you. To be honest I think you're too good for someone like him" Milton added patting my cheek.

"I don't think he's a hoe. He just likes his options" I wince. Milton shakes his head "Alright, but don't get your hopes up". The bell rang and I packed up. Lunch was my final period so Milton and I walked to the student parking lot. Once Milton walked me to my car he left. Starting my engine I drove home. I made dinner and got ready for bed.

After, a good hour read I laid my book down turing off the light. I looked at the ceiling and heard my phone bling. Opening up my phone I saw a message from an unknown number.

"Come to my house Saturday at 2pm" -Emmett