On 10th September 2015 I started a fresh new life at sixth form college.
As I walked into college my long light brown curly hair hung just below my shoulders, as I went along the corridor, in the glass of a door, I saw a young seventeen year old girl staring back at me, with bright purple eyes. The girl was obsessed with books and TV shows and that girl happened to be me. My name is Jessie Gerrick.
The first day of sixth form was scary, and my first class was creative writing and ... Let's just say it was interesting.
The first day of anything is usually scary. I mean if you say you've never been scared then you are most likely are lying..
I walked into my first class of the day which was of course was creative writing. I sat down and turned to see a girl, whom in personality you could say was the double of me, but not looks wise. She was much prettier in that sense, she was stunning even. Her name was Sarah.
"Hi, I'm Sarah." She said, "So what do you think the class will be like?" She asked me, curious,
"Fun. I mean it's creative writing, making up fictional characters in a fictional world to get absorbed into something you care so deeply about, how could you not love it? Oh and I'm Jessie by the way, it's nice to meet you." I grinned, and she laughed. Then she suddenly stopped and nudged me.
"Nice to meet you too." Then she smirked and nudged me. "You reckon that guy is in the right class? He's way too hot to like things like books." Sarah asked, I furrowed my brows.
"What do you me-" I was cut off when she turned me around to make me face a gorgeous blue-eyed boy with short/medium dark brown hair and all I could say was, "wow," yeah she was right he was too hot to be in a creative writing class. I mean maybe he loved writing but still you'd never expect a boy like that to be in a class that was full of people who loved writing and reading as much as I did.
I was so intrigued by him, I could hardly even say anything. I stared at him for around five minutes, gazing at his eyes. It was the first thing I noticed about him, when I met him that day. He may have been gorgeous, but his personality was not, though I didn't know that until he spoke to me.
"You're right." I said, Then again Sarah, you're stunning, people could think the same for you." She looked at me,
"Are you kidding me? Seriously? And you're not stunning? Jessie, have you looked in the mirror lately? You're really pretty!" I raised an eyebrow in questioning,
"I'm not pretty Sarah, I'm anything but," I shook my head, at her ridiculous statement. "And a guy like that, would never go for a girl like me." I sighed, "Why do you think I obsess over fictional characters?"
"You'll find you're knight shining armour, Prince Charming, whatever the hell you want to call it, because no matter what you say, even though I've not even known you for a day, I know we'll be friends and you seem like an amazing person in every single way." I smiled at her, it was probably the sweetest thing I had heard anyone say, like ever.
A couple of minutes later the teacher started calling out each of our names. When it came to my name, I said, "here," before she continued. She carried on saying names until she came to a name.
"Trystan." She said, but no one answered.
She then had to say the name about 3 times before the blue-eyed boy answered — the one Sarah and I were talking about — five minutes before the register started being called out.
Trystan. His name was Trystan. Wow I thought he's gorgeous and has an unusual name? Nice. I thought this up until the point he started talking to me, since the teacher told him to move next to me because he wasn't paying attention and then I realised he wasn't a mysterious as he appeared.
In fact the first thing he did when he sat down next to me, was grin at me. It was a damn sexy but annoying grin.
"Hi the name's Trystan, and you are?"
"Jessie," I whispered only half listening to him.
"You know I'm only here to meet geeky girls, like you." He whispered, I rolled my eyes.
"Great now shut up before I get into trouble." I whispered back, he laughed; God that laugh was cute I couldn't help it I had to smile.
That was the moment when the teacher turned around, noticing that I was smiling at something.
"Find something amusing Jessica?" I shook my head,
"No m-miss," I stuttered, shaking my head, the teacher looked at me, raising an eyebrow
"I heard you two talking-" she started, but was cut off by Trystan,
"Actually miss she was talking to me. I was just trying to concentrate and she was trying to distract me." He pointed out, as if I was the one in the wrong.
"Jerk!" I hissed, "He was the one distracting me I swear! It wasn't me!"
"I will not have that kind of behaviour in my class, now if you do it again I will send you to the principal, okay?"
"Yes miss." I said as I glared at Trystan. I then turned my attention back to the board.
Our first homework was to write a short story about a character who has to find their way back home because they were lost. It also had to be exciting and adventurous, so it couldn't just be boring, it had to be creative and unique. Luckily I knew how to do that.
The first bell saying that the first ever class ended went about 5 minutes after we were given our homework.
After the bell went I left as quickly as I could. Sarah started catching up with me,
"Are you okay? I know it was him talking not you I don't get why he did it."
"Because he's a jerk, as simple as that, a guy as gorgeous as that of course he's a fucking jerk. Why is it in books, boys are like that before they turn out to be a broken little boy inside. When in real life they're just jerks and they're not different at all?" I asked. "Apart from in some cases where it's really cliché and actually happens the way you want to happen?"
"Because real life isn't a fantasy world unfortunately, and boys are always better in books. It's just the way they are." She replied.
"So true," I mumbled, "no wonder there's loads of girls that just want to escape the real world and go into one that's much better than this one. Let's face it, all worlds are better than this one."
"True that, now let's get some lunch I'm starving!" Sarah said, before she dragged me to the canteen. We just continued to talk about the things we loved, including books, TV shows and fictional characters, and about how perfect they all are.