Hidden Truths

Chapter 1

She stood in front of the building after walking around it to search it. For? She didn't really know herself.

She watched as students filed into the building one by one or in huddled groups. She repeated the name of the school. "Draclon High." Then she sighed hoping that it wouldn't be like the others she'd been to. She didn't understand why her parents wouldn't let her be home schooled. She knew as well as them that they could hire the whole teaching staff in this school to tech her separately. But apparently she was supposed to 'socialise' like every other person her age.

Lovely right?

-Emilia's P.O.V-

Running my hand through my dark brown hair with even darker natural highlights, I pushed myself off my black BMW which I had parked towards the side of the school in the most remote park of the lot I could find, I made my way into the building.

As soon as I entered, I was surrounded by a swarm of students, doors, hallways and lockers. Figuring out my way to the main office where I could collect my locker key and schedule, I noticed girls giving me wary looks and some guys looking at me with a smirk on their faces. Well... something tells me that this will be like all the others.

After getting my schedule from the nice lady at the office and being told to go to her for anything I need, I waved bye and made my way towards my locker: locker number 046.

I was instructed that the first lockers started at the back of the school and gradually the numbers increased as you came towards the front. What sort of a genius came up with that logic?

So after a lot of walking, I finally arrive at my destination. I placed all my books in the locker only keeping the ones is needed for the first two classes - which made my bag a lot lighter.

I swung my back pack onto my right shoulder after I had completed setting up and just in time, the bell rang signaling home room time. Yay!!

Students started rushing past, so I decided to wait until the traffic had depreciated.

Once it had calmed down, I shut my locker and turned around ready to walk to class when something hard collided with me.

Me being the non selfish person I am, tried to balance myself, but accidentally pushed the person I collided with onto the ground.

"Ow." something moaned.

I looked down to see a cute looking guy rubbing his forehead. He was wearing a white t-shirt with the word 'Geek' printed in bold paired with dark washed jeans. He had thick black rimmed glasses which covered his beautiful blue eyes. He looked really nice. Like really. Stupid teenager thoughts.

I held out my hand for him to take once I snapped out my daze. Instead of taking it, he jumped up by himself and gave me a cold glare. Well that's nice.

He bent down and started to pick up the books I'd caused him to drop. One of them had landed near my feet, so me being the thoughtful person I am was about to pick it up for him when he snatched it out of my grasp sending me another glare. Then he stood back up and left without sparing me another glance.

Well okay then.

-Ashton's P.O.V-

God, that girl was something else. She was what I'd like to call beautiful. No, I don't mean like plastic and make-up all over, I mean literally, like when you first see her you just want to stare and smile.

It took a lot to glare at her coldly.

I mean what else would I do? Be nice and then wait until she accidentally drops my book again.