Fractured Memories

"hey Sophie!!! I haven't seen you in sooo long!!!!!"

"Haley, I literally just saw you yesterday."

"Exactly, thats wayyy to long!"

"you're so dramatic, now come on the bell is gonna ring any second and your class is on the other side of the school."

"Ahhhh! you're right! See ya later!" I just laughed to my self as my best friend ran across the hall running into people as she went. Sometimes I wonder how we're friends. I made my way to my first class of the day, Spanish.the bell rang right as I entered signaling the beginnig of class. Luckily my Spanish teacher, Mrs. Marcus, is almost always late. Everyone was talking and throwing paper air planes tht they got from some sophmore who makes them all the time. I walked over to the middle row of desks and sat by my friend Sam. She grinned, and imidiately started chattering about the latest gossip. She ALWAYS had some sort of dirt on everyone.

"OMG!!! You are never gonna believe what i heard!!"

"If it's about the football team having athlete's foot, then I don't wanna here about it again"

"It's not, I swear. Anyway, there is supposed to be a new guy joining today, and i heard that he is the definition of hot ! Isn't it exciting!! I hope he's in all of my classes," she said with a dreamy sigh.

"sam, you know if there is a new guy Tiffany is gonna jump him like a monster. There is no way he is gonna notice us. We aren't popular enough for a new hot guy, and who says he will even be hot? He could be-" I was cut off by the door slaming open and a freakishly hot, yet slightly familier guy walked in. He scanned the class of gawking girls and scowling guys; seeming to be looking for something. When his eyes landed on me I turned to my bookbag and started rummaging for something to distract me. As my fingers grazed a pointed age, I came up with a great idea. I pulled out my binder and flipped it open. On the first page was the pictures that I had taken for Sam the night before. She had asked me to get them to put up on the board in Spanish for some special ocasion.I pulled them out of the protective cover, quickly showed Sam, and walked up and put them over the map of Puerto Rico. At this point, all eyes were on me, curious as to what i was up to. Their mouths dropped open with shock, amusement, and even slight admiration. It was a picture of Tiffany making out with some dirty old man in her own room. I had taken it two days before just as Sam had instructed me to. It helped that Tiffany just so happened to be my neighbor. Speaking of Sam, she was literally on the floor, and laughing so hard that tears were streaming down her face. Murmurs immediately spread, I was sure that this revelation was going to be the talk of the school. I was positive that the queen was going to be over thrown after this. There were already a few people in each class who had a few copies of the pictures to put up.

"Wow... This is some first day if I say so myself. I just get here and someone is already being humiliated. I think I might just like it here." It was the first time the new guy had spoken since he got here. His voice was deep and smooth, just like the richest chocolate.

"Can he get anymore perfect?" I thought to myself. Before anyone could say anything else, the door opened and Mrs. Marcus walked in. As soon as she sat down, everyone went to there seats to begin the lesson. We were used to her coming in late, so it was no surprise that she arrived 20 minutes late. I walked back to my seat and found that the new guy was sitting directly in front of me. It gave me a good chance to ogle over him and decipher why he was so familiar. I'm positive I would remember him if we had met before, you can't exactly forget a face like that. As if he felt my gaze, he turned and gave me a questioning look. I decided that I might as well tell him, maybe he will know why he looks so familiar to me. Perhaps we had talked before, or ugh, I don't know!

"Um, sorry for staring, you just look really familiar. Have we met before?"

"He had a conflicted, yet amused look in his eyes before replying, " Maybe, maybe not. You'll just have to figure that out for yourself."

"uh, okay? Are you trying to pull of that whole mysterious bad boy thing?"

"Hmm, maybe. Now would you stop talking to me, I'm trying to learn here"

I just stared at his back for a moment, then I tried to concentrate on what Mrs. Marcus was saying. It was difficult because my mind was reeling with ideas of how I knew this guy.

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Before I knew it, the bell rang signaling the end of class. Fudge! I forgot to ask his name!

"Hey Sophie!"

"Yea?"

"The names' Tyler"