Vanille Evol by unknown . (novels for beginners .txt) 📖

in each desk two students were seated.

"Sadly we have assigned seating, so you'll have to go to Mr. Garret so you can be seated with someone," Danny said sadly. "But we have lunch together! So that's always good!"

I walked to the desk as all the students rushed to their assigned spots next to there I guess "English" partner. Mr. Garret was in a white shirt with his tie loose around his neck. His face was burried underneath piles of papers grading each one careful, altough his face was hidden.

"Excuse me, um Sir."

Slowly Mr. Garret pulled his face away from his papers. He was a handsome man, with blonde hair slicked back to his head, and pierced hazel eyes. He seemed to look in his young 20's which was strange.He suddenly smiled, but his smile wasn't kind. It was creepy smile, like a smile that said,"Hi, I don't know you, but can I rape you?"

"I'm new here, and I was wondering where I can sit," I replied shakily.

"Mmmm," he hummed, licking his lips, looking around the class room. He kept looking around the class, looking mostly at the empty seat by the "girl" than the "boy" in the corner.

"Right over there," he motioned by the only girl with an empty seat. But as I walked over there it was quickly filled with a brunette girl. The only seat left was by the boy with dark black hair, but I couldn't see his face.

Mr.Garret looked furious. He seemed mad that I had to be seated with this boy. It's like he had something against him...or any guy that I seemed to have to sit by.


"Take the seat by Mr. Jack," he pointed toward the boy in a disgraced, angry way. "No talking to him."

Was it just her..or was Mr.Garret jealous? He seemed creepy already, and he licked his lip while staring. No..he was a teacher..a 20 year old teacher that looked some what like Zac Efron. But yet, he frightend her.

As Scarlet made her way toward the boy, all eyes went toward her as she sat down next to him. All of the sudden she smelt mildew, rain ,and a hot sticky boy scent linger into the seat next to her. For some reason his scent was so overwhelming it made her feel...comfortable...like she's smelt this scent before.

As she put her leather bag on her desk, he looked at her. He was gorgeous. He had the black dark brown hair, he had the soft looking skin, an angular jaw line, and dark, oh so dark eyes. His dark eyes consumed her in one bit, and his nose lightly scattered with just the right freckles in the right spot, scrunched.

"Hi," he said in a seductive low voice,"I'm Darek."

"And I'm Scarlet," I said. I felt as if I was going to melt any second.

He nodded silently,snapping some cinnamon gum in his mouth,"Yeah, I know."

Right when I was about to ask him how he knew..Mr.Garret told us to open our English text books to page 215, and fill out our vocabulary. As class went on and on, I looked over at Darek a couple of time, sneaking a peak of what he was doing. He was writing, but not his 48 vocabulary words, he was writing what looked like a story or poem. I leaned over and saw it.

Her eyes dark tells a story
Maybe she'll come and tell me every morning
That she loves me enough to take away the scary
While we dance along to the midnight, while soaring

I watched him loop his cursive handwriting through and through, creating and designing more and more words. Jealous about who this girl was for some reason, as I watched him closely, Derek turned and looked at me.

"Someones a bit nosy huh?" he smirked as his eyes danced into a smirk, I could smell his wonderstruck cinnamon gum from here.

"Just curious about what you were writing," I said looking down at my desk. A habit when I was really nervous.

"Cute," he said,then he came so close to me, I could feel his hot breath cascading down my ear, "but you should know that I like to keep my things quiet."

I blushed really bad, and I could tell because he laughed and winked at me. What if he was just a player like Noel was when I met him. No..I thought, he seemed so much..out there. The teacher Mr. Garret looked at me and Darek a few times. Creeper,I thought. Even though Mr. Garret was good looking, he looked like nothing compared to Darek.


"Now class," said Mr. Garret annoyingly,"your table each has an assignment to complete. You and your table partner will construct a poem about how you feel about that person sitting next to you in class. This assignment must be at least 7 lines in depth, and is due next Wednesday. So good luck."

Oh great, I thought just tea in my cup. First I make a fool of myself at him, and now I'll have to do it in front of everyone! Great.

The bell noisly rang and as all the students grabbed their belongings, and ran out the door, Mr. Garret came up to Darek and I.

"If you two don't want to do the poem, I'd be glad to switch you to someone else," he said looking straight at me. "It really be no issue!" he exclaimed.

"Why?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe if you feel more comfortable with someone else..." he went on.

"Thanks Mr. Garret," Darek had jumeped in, "but I think me and Scarlet will get along just fine."

Mr.Garret looked up. He looked mad at Darek. Almost furious. But Darek look really, really furious like he was protecting me almost, which almost seemed silly I guess, since I just barely met him an hour ago.

"Ok then," Mr. Garret said with a fake smile plastered on his face,"do well."

Right as I was about to ask him what was that about he replied," I'll come over to your house today around 4:15.."

"Um..ok, do you even know where I live?" I asked.

He just smiled that same smile that felt so familiar. As he walked out of the classroom silently looking back at me, and then leaving, I grabbed my things and slipped my bag on my shoulder. As I slipped my bag on my shoulder I saw a feather right where Darek had been just sitting. It was a crisp white feather stained in some black, like it was drenched in ink. I picked it up examing it, and stuffed it in my pocket of my bag. Two feathers in one day so far... Werid, I thought. I started walking fastly out of the classroom, feeling Mr. Garret's pierced eyes glued to the back of me. Surprise

After school Court and I went back into the car and drove off. I listened in the car annoyingly as she told me how many guys looked at her and asked her out. She even told me how many friends she made.

I only made friends with a perv, a dorky friend, and a strange handsome boy. For lunch I hardly sat by anybody! I was a total loner. I just walked around quietly around the lunch room getting glances at tons of kids. They were probably thinking, "what the heck is that chick doing?" Well, that girl is freaking confused. I didn't know where to sit, but for some reason, I just wanted to be myself!

"..And then he asked me out!" Court smiled, interuptng my thoughts.

"Hm?"

"Will you ever pay any attention! Gosh! See this is why I never tell you anything! You never even listen."

"Sorry, kinda got bored of you talking about yourself," I mumbled.

"I was just saying what happened today at school. Maybe you should try it?"

"Okay, you want to know what happened at school today? I got talked to by a perv, I made a dorky friend..and oh? you wanna know what else? I have a CREEP teacher that assigned me a poem to a strange boy, and I have to write a poem about him..AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW HIM!"

By this time, I was all up in Court's face. Seriously upset at her.

"Okay, that's nice, she said unevenly.

"Whatever."

Soon enough we rolled into the drive way. Court pulled her Guchi bag out of her car, and swung open the door, and slammed it. I looked up..such a drama queen. I slowly got out, and opened our "new" home door up.

Court was already bringing out some a box of oreos, and some milk. Her's and mine favorite snack of all time. I went by her and grabbed one too.

She slowly moved away and looked up,"I'm sorry, do you need something? Or are you gonna get all pissed at me again?"

"Look Court, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get all ninja on you. I'm just all stressed with moving and school....and..dad.

"...Mmmm it's all right Scarlet, I know you didn't mean too," she smiled faintly, "let's just pretend that didn't actually happen."

"Fine with me," I smiled thankfully. Unlike me, Court forgave easily.

"Good. So when are you gonna work with this kid? You know..this project.."

"It's actually a poem..but his name is Darek. And I'm suppose to work with him on this poem, and we write what we think about this person..I don't even know him. So he's gonna come in and we are gonna...talk I guess."

"Is he cute?"

"Um..I guess," I smiled evenly.

"Oooh, you like him don't you?"

"I don't even know him!"

"Uh huh."

"Look..We just met and...." My voice trailed as the doorbell rang. OMG, he was here.

"I got it!" screamed Court racing to the door. "I bet he's probably ugly and he's not even that..." Her voice trailed off as she opened the door, and stared right into the eyes of a boy with dark wavy long hair. A tall muscular body, and those dark eyes.

"Hi," said Court flipping her hair into her eyes.

Oh no..this was bad. Court flipped her hair into her eyes. She's moving her body closer to his, and licking her lips constantly. She only ever did this when she wanted something. And I know exactly what she wanted. She wanted Darek..the boy in my dreams..my boy. This was a surprise. A bad surprise.