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Ch.1 (Drake's POV)
Hi, my name is Drake Parker and I am 18 years old. I play the guitar, I'm in a band with some of my friends, I date hot girls every single day, and I have a pretty crazy family. I have a mom name Aubrey and a sister name Megan Parker, who is about 14, and let me tell you for a little girl, she does the most evil but clever things to me. I keep telling my mom about it but she doesn't believe me for she takes Megan as a sweet, innocent teenage girl. But as of 2004 I no longer had to handle that alone, due to the fact that my mom married this weatherman named Walter Nicholas. He is a nice but clumsy guy; he also has a son named Josh Nicholas, who I have to share a room with. I didn't like him at first but after some quality time and some mischief Josh and I had run into, we came pretty close as best friends. Wait, scratch that, as brothers.
Right now, it's October and I am in the twelfth grade. I am in my English class, waiting for the teacher to come and start the day. Thank goodness, we don't have Mrs. Hayfer anymore. I could never stand that woman. No, this teacher is a lot nicer and a lot more tolerable. His name is Mr. Anderson. And I still have a D point average which I plan to raise; it's just a little difficult you know.
Mr. Anderson came into the room and someone else came behind him. A girl. She looks very beautiful yet natural than most of the girls in this school. I am thinking this girl might be from the Hispanic race. She has natural tan skin, straight brunette hair that stopped right at her mid-back, and dark brown eyes. She has the sweetest smile on her face that just blew me away. She is a wearing a white dress with pink, red, and yellow flower on it and a hot pink ribbon around the waist along with a pair of hot pink sandals and a headband.
"Class, I would like to introduce you to our new student Michelle Martinez. She just came here from Miami, Florida. Let's give a welcoming hello to her." Mr. Anderson said.
Everyone gave Michelle an exciting hello, which most of it were coming from the guys when they first saw her. I really can't blame them.
"Hi guys. Please, call me Michi" Michelle said in a shy voice.
"Michi, there's an empty seat next to Drake over there. And I hope you have a great time here in Belview High." Mr. Anderson said.
"Oh, thank you Mr. Anderson." Michi said.
My heart beat goes in a faster pace as I saw her pass by here and my palm had become sweaty. I am never nervous to be around a girl before but something inside of me is telling that she is a special person.
Michi turns her head to face me and gave me a warming smile.
"Hi, I know you just heard my name being mentioned earlier but I might as well say it again since it is the polite thing to do. I'm Michelle, call me Michi and I am guessing your name is Drake?" She asked stretching her hand out for a shake.
I smiled at her, extending my hand to meet her small one.
"Why, yes I am. It is very nice to meet you, Michi" I said.
"It is very nice to meet you too, Drake." She said
She turned around as she crossed her legs and opened her light pink binder to take some notes. I never had seen anyone so beautiful as her before. I couldn't help but think about her throughout this class.
When class was over I packed my bags and headed out the door. I noticed Michi by her locker taking out her History and Science book. I took this chance to try to be friends with her by inviting her to lunch.
I took a deep breath and walked over to her.
"Hi." I said to her as I reached her locker.
She gasped and jumped in surprised, quickly putting her hand on her heart.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." I said trying to comfort her.
"No, its okay." Michi said turning to face me with a smile that indicates that she really didn't care.
"Great. Look, I've been wondering if you would like to join me for lunch." I said.
"I would love to." Michi responded.
"Cool." I said.
We just stood there smiling at each other until the bell rings. Michi shuts her locker door.
"I would love to stay and chat but I have to go to history." Michi said.
"Well, then I could take you to class since I have to go to history as well and you probably don't know your way around school." I said.
"I'd love to." Michi said reaching to hold my hand which I gladly took.
We were walking together to class in a comfortable silence. Once we have made it there I introduced her to Mrs. Carter who shook hands with her. Michi and I separated to go to our assigned seat. While Michi got stuck sitting in the front of the class, I went to the back and sat next to Josh.
"Who's that girl you were holding hands with Drake?" Josh asked.
"Her name is Michelle Martinez and I think we're already friends." I told him.
"Right." Josh said unsurely.
I didn't know what he means by that and frankly, I don't want to know. So I just kept my mouth shut as I just sat there and try to take some notes which is very unlikely of me. Josh looked surprised when I opened my notebook and scribble some of the notes on the powerpoint presentation.
Lunch rolled around very quickly. Michi smiled at me as I came by her locker.
"Ready?" I asked her.
"Ready." She said reaching out to hold my hand and walked together for the cafeteria.
I hold the door out for her with a smile, which she returned to me. I saw her look surprised at all the options of food. (AN: Remember that episode of That's So Raven where the school cafeteria got turned into a food court from a farm? Yeah, it's like that except its healthier and they actually have better vegetarian menus as well.)
"Sweet cafeteria. Yeah, back in Miami, we would have to bring food from home because that's just how much my old school sucked." Michi said, jokingly.
"Well, what would you like to eat? There's Subway, Wendy, Nathan's Hotdog, Pizza Hut, Panda Express, and Panera Bread." I said.
"Panera Bread." Michi said.
"Cool, I'll go and pay for you while you order." I said.
"Oh no, that's okay. I have money of my own." Michi said.
"Please, this is my way of saying, 'Welcome to Belview High' to the new people." I said.
"Let me guess, I am the only one you did this offer to?" Michi said.
"You're pretty and smart." I said, feeling I shouldn't lie to her.
I saw Michi blush at this comment as she looked away trying to hide it but she is failing to do so. "Wow, I feel special. Well, okay then. Thank you." She said.
I caught up with her and asked what she wanted to order. Michi said she just wanted a simple grill cheese sandwich and a pink lemonade. After I paid for Michi's lunch, I went to Wendy's got myself a hamburger, some fries, and a sprite.
I pulled the chair out for Michi to sit down and then went to the other side of the table to sit across from her.
"So, how do you like this school, so far?" I asked.
"I love it." Michi said.
"Why did you move here?" I asked.
"Well, my parents got promoted a job here as a business employers." I said.
"Cool. So tell me about yourself. You're birthday. Favorite color. Favorite food. Drink. Television show. Movie. What do you like to do in life?" I asked, curious to now more about this girl in front of me.
"Well, I am from Miami, Florida. I actually had a good life there. I had tons of real friends and I would go to every party there is, though I would never drink or smoke or anything like that. If anything, I bring my own drink to the parties, in case the drink had anything bad in it. My birthday is November 19, 1989. My favorite color is pink. My favorite food is pizza. My favorite drink is pink lemonade. My favorite television show is Degrassi. My Favorite movie is Clueless. And I would like to be a pop star and/or writer in the future. What about you?" Michi answered.
"Interesting. Well, I have tons of friends as well. I'm in a band. I play the guitar and I am the lead singer. I write most of my songs, as well. Only been to a few party every year, precautious what I drink as well. My birthday is June 27, 1989. My favorite color is black. My favorite food is pizza. My favorite drink is Sprite. My favorite TV show is Family Guy. My favorite movie is Pirates of the Carribean. And I liked to be a rock star in the future." I answered.
"Wow, you're so cool. Maybe we can perform together, one day since we both have an interest in music." Michi said.
"We should. You want to hang out at my place later on?" I asked.
"Sure." She said.
"So, what kind of artist do you listen to?" I asked her.
"Well, I listen to the Beatles, Beach Boys, Elvis Presley, The Clash, The Who, The Ramones…" Michi was going to continue but was rudely interrupted by me.
"Sorry, But I have to say I love those people, one of the best bands out there." I said.
"Yeah, looks like we have a lot more things in common. Anyway, I also love Britney Spears, Madonna, Keane, and so many more artists." Michi said.
I was about to say something else when Josh came by.
"Hey Drake, can I talk to you?" Josh asked.
"Uh, sure. Wait, Michi this is my step-brother Josh. And Josh, this is my brand new friend Michi." I said.
"Hi, nice to meet you. If you don't mind, I'd like to talk to Drake for one moment." Josh said.
"Sure." Michi said.
I step to the side with Josh.
"Drake, what are you doing to that new girl?" Josh asked frustrated.
"I was just being friendly to her, you know it's her first day, I want to make it easy for her." I answered.
"You usually don't care about the new students, Drake. Why her?" Josh asked.
"She seems like a really good person. I think I actually like her for her, not because she's hot…. Hot is not even the right adjective for her. Beautiful is for of the word." I said.
"You barely even know her. Just don't break her heart, like you do to every girl, alright?" Josh said.
"No problem." I said.
The minute I said that, a crowd of boys my age came running towards Michi. Michi looked up and her smile has been replaced with fear. She's claustrophobic? I need to ask her that after I get the crowd away from her.
I ran to our table and bunch of the guys were saying their names, asking for her numbers, and such stuff.
"Hey, hey, hey guys." I said as I tried to make through the crowd, "Get away from her. Can't you see the poor girl is trying to eat her lunch in peace?"
The guys just groaned, turned around, and walked away. One of them cussed at me, but I didn't really pay attention as I am only concern about Michi.
"Are you okay?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. I am just a little claustrophobic." Michi said.
"Alright." I said as I pulled her in a reassuring hug, which she gave back.
We pulled out from each other's grasp, got back to our lunches and got to know each other more.
Something tells me this is the start of a very beautiful friendship. Which, I hope grows into something more soon in the future.