Chapter 1

I walked to my locker and opened the lock. Sam was having trouble remembering his locker code, again.
“Its 2345 Sam.” I sighed.
He could never remember it. He grinned at me and opened his locker.
“What would you do without me?” I asked him with a smile.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Alexandra.” He replied without looking at me.
I smacked him on the head. “You know I hate being called that.”
“Yes, okay, I’m sorry.” He said as he ducked to avoid my hand.

We both got our books and walked to our homeroom. The class was as I remembered it… The plastics in one corner, jocks in the other, the nerds huddled together at the front and some of my friends lounging at the back. I smiled and went to my usual seat, but there was a guy sitting there. He wore a white polo shirt, blue jeans and was listening to songs on his Ipod. He removed one earphone when he saw me coming towards him.
“Umm, yeah?” he asked me.
“That’s my seat.” I said flatly, pointing to where he was sitting.
“Does it have your name on it?” he said with a hint of sarcasm.
I didn’t know what to say. I just looked at him.
“Well? Does it or does it not?” he asked, a little impatiently.
Sam came and steered me to another seat.

I just sat there blankly. No one had ever spoken to me like that, I was the risk-taker, the dangerous girl, the one people like him avoided. Sam looked over at me and saw my shocked face.
‘Alex, what’s wrong girl?” he said. “Scared of Mr.Attitude?” he punched my shoulder lightly.
“In your dreams, Samuel. I’m just a little shocked. No one ever speaks to me lik that.” I told him. Then my anger grew. “Oh he’s gonna regret it.”
“Now, I’m scared.” Sam said. “Who is he, anyway?”
And That’s exactly what I wanted to know.