First impressions
“Gold peaks really dad?”
“Yes after all of the trouble you have caused me I’m sending you there.”
“Dad that school is for preppies and I’m certainly not a preppy.”
“Enough Kimberlina your going and that’s final.”
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As we pull up to Gold Peaks I notice a group of guys who look like the Bad boys.
Ripped jeans, dark shirts, vans
Yep definitely the group of bad boys.
But one of the guys catches my eye.
He has dark brown hair with the swoosh,with brown eyes. And dimples.
Just my type.
“Kimberlina here we are”
Well obviously dad
“Yeah I hadn’t noticed.”
“Don’t get smart with me young lady I will send you back to boarding school.”
“I have been clean for 9 months dad i think I learned my lesson on messing around with alcohol.”
“Ok but if you go off again then-“
“Then what dad huh what are you going to do, this isn’t about my drinking problem is it? It’s about mom. Well dad we are your family ok I didn’t send her away you did. Your the one with the problem so I’m sorry if you don’t like me but your stuck with me.”
“GET OUT OF THE CAR!”
He yells in a hurt tone of voice.
I get out and unpack my suitcases and grab my skateboard.
“Fine dad I’m sorry but the truth needed to be heard.”
Then I slam the trunk and then he drives off crazily.
Everyone turns to look at me. Oh great just what I need. I think sarcastically.
I start walking towards the school when the guy that caught my eye steps in front of me.
“Someone’s walking here.” I say in a rude tone. Ugh great.
“Sorry I just had a fight with my dad and that came out wrong I’m just frustrated.”
“No your completely fine I can’t blame you.”
“So why are you in front of me?”
I question curiously.
“Oh umm I was going to ask if you needed help with your bags?”
Well...
“Yeah sure.” I say full of regret. What if he is a pervert or something.
“Let me grab that for you.” He reaches down towards my suitcase I release it as he grabs it. As I watch him bring it up I see his perfectly built body. His shirt clings to his skin making a perfect outline of his chest and abs-
Stop it Kimberlina you are the one that is the pervert. Shake my head clearing my thoughts.
“What’s your room number?”
“Oh uh yeah sorry I must have gotten lost in my train of thought it’s 398.”
“Are you kidding mines 400. So i guess we are neighbors.
Oh great neighbors with the bad boy what could go wrong?
We start walking towards the elevator and I push “3”
“What’s your story?”
He says to me.
“I don’t have one.”
I say lying
“Come one every one has a story.”
Ahh danget he is good.
“Well it’s a long story.”
“I have time,It’s free period so your in luck I am a good listener.”
Then I spot my room.
I get the card to my room from my back pocket and put it in. The door opens.
The room is average.
Queen size bed, walk in closet, bathroom, 9 drawer dresser.
I drop my skateboard and invite him in.
“You can just put the suitcase on the floor I’ll unpack later.”
“Ok, so about that story huh?”
He is obviously a good rememberer too.
“Well...I was at boarding school for 10 months because I had a problem with alcohol-“
I stop because I just can’t I don’t even know this dude. I don’t even know his name.
“I can’t. I’m sorry-“
“Bryan”
“Huh?”
“the name’s is Bryan.”
Oh duh Kimberlina . Great now he thinks your and even bigger weirdo.
“Oh right, I’m Kimberlina .”
“That’s a pretty name.”
I blush a little
“Thanks.”
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“Yes after all of the trouble you have caused me I’m sending you there.”
“Dad that school is for preppies and I’m certainly not a preppy.”
“Enough Kimberlina your going and that’s final.”
•••
As we pull up to Gold Peaks I notice a group of guys who look like the Bad boys.
Ripped jeans, dark shirts, vans
Yep definitely the group of bad boys.
But one of the guys catches my eye.
He has dark brown hair with the swoosh,with brown eyes. And dimples.
Just my type.
“Kimberlina here we are”
Well obviously dad
“Yeah I hadn’t noticed.”
“Don’t get smart with me young lady I will send you back to boarding school.”
“I have been clean for 9 months dad i think I learned my lesson on messing around with alcohol.”
“Ok but if you go off again then-“
“Then what dad huh what are you going to do, this isn’t about my drinking problem is it? It’s about mom. Well dad we are your family ok I didn’t send her away you did. Your the one with the problem so I’m sorry if you don’t like me but your stuck with me.”
“GET OUT OF THE CAR!”
He yells in a hurt tone of voice.
I get out and unpack my suitcases and grab my skateboard.
“Fine dad I’m sorry but the truth needed to be heard.”
Then I slam the trunk and then he drives off crazily.
Everyone turns to look at me. Oh great just what I need. I think sarcastically.
I start walking towards the school when the guy that caught my eye steps in front of me.
“Someone’s walking here.” I say in a rude tone. Ugh great.
“Sorry I just had a fight with my dad and that came out wrong I’m just frustrated.”
“No your completely fine I can’t blame you.”
“So why are you in front of me?”
I question curiously.
“Oh umm I was going to ask if you needed help with your bags?”
Well...
“Yeah sure.” I say full of regret. What if he is a pervert or something.
“Let me grab that for you.” He reaches down towards my suitcase I release it as he grabs it. As I watch him bring it up I see his perfectly built body. His shirt clings to his skin making a perfect outline of his chest and abs-
Stop it Kimberlina you are the one that is the pervert. Shake my head clearing my thoughts.
“What’s your room number?”
“Oh uh yeah sorry I must have gotten lost in my train of thought it’s 398.”
“Are you kidding mines 400. So i guess we are neighbors.
Oh great neighbors with the bad boy what could go wrong?
We start walking towards the elevator and I push “3”
“What’s your story?”
He says to me.
“I don’t have one.”
I say lying
“Come one every one has a story.”
Ahh danget he is good.
“Well it’s a long story.”
“I have time,It’s free period so your in luck I am a good listener.”
Then I spot my room.
I get the card to my room from my back pocket and put it in. The door opens.
The room is average.
Queen size bed, walk in closet, bathroom, 9 drawer dresser.
I drop my skateboard and invite him in.
“You can just put the suitcase on the floor I’ll unpack later.”
“Ok, so about that story huh?”
He is obviously a good rememberer too.
“Well...I was at boarding school for 10 months because I had a problem with alcohol-“
I stop because I just can’t I don’t even know this dude. I don’t even know his name.
“I can’t. I’m sorry-“
“Bryan”
“Huh?”
“the name’s is Bryan.”
Oh duh Kimberlina . Great now he thinks your and even bigger weirdo.
“Oh right, I’m Kimberlina .”
“That’s a pretty name.”
I blush a little
“Thanks.”
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