I could hear them behind me, sniggering as they pelted me with yet another paper ball at the back of my head. I don't know what I did to deserve this kind of treatment from Austin and his followers, he used to be one of my best friends until the summer after 5th grade and then all of a sudden it was like he was too popular to be my friend. Another balled up piece of paper hit my shoulder and yet more suppressed laughter. I had learnt long ago that not giving them a reaction was the best way to deal with them so I ignored them and tried to concentrate on what the teacher was trying to tell the class. I thought they had got bored and decided to leave me alone for the rest of the class, that was until I heard the sound of air being blown into a straw. A second later I felt a small flick to the back of my neck followed by the cold wet sensation of gooey, chewed up paper. I'd had enough. The room went by in slow motion and I felt numb as I pushed my chair back and dived over Austin's desk. I could hear the echo of the other students shouting around us and I knew I had screamed but I couldn't hear anything clearly over the rush of blood in my ears as we slammed into the ground and I punched him in the jaw as hard as I could. Next thing I knew one of the teachers who'd run in to see what all the commotion was about was pulling me off of Austin and dragging me away from the room. The numbness subsided and I could feel the hot salty tears running down my cheeks and the throbbing sensation that had taken over my right hand. In the quietness of the hall I could hear myself sobbing quietly and uncontrollably as the teacher stood me against the wall and told me to take deep breaths. I did as I was told and could feel myself slowly regaining composure although ten seconds later I wished I was still sobbing, atleast then I wouldn't have to talk about it.
"Scarlette, now you've calmed down I'm to take you to the nurses office to get your hand checked out then to the principals office. Come along, quickly." I nodded quietly and looked at my hand which was swelling and slowly turning purple as I followed him to the nurses office.
I'd only had to visit the nurses office once since being at this school. I'd hated every second I was in there. The choking smell of disinfectant, the posters for STIs and teen pregnancy made me feel uncomfortable and the nurse, in the nicest way possible, was a bitch. All the feelings of hatred rushed back to me as I stepped into to the room again. Mr. Grey waited outside as she examined my hand roughly making me wince every time she touched me.
"It's not broken, so stop pulling faces, I'm just going to wrap you up and you will be fine." She said as she pulled a roll of bandages out of a draw. I rolled my eyes and just sat and looked out of the window next to me down at the parking lot. I could see my old silver truck sitting in its usual spot nearest to the gate and a few students pulling out in shiny new sports cars, ditching for the rest of the day obviously, and then a new car pulled in. My school isn't that big so I recognise most of the cars in the parking lot, but I'd never seen this car before. It was an old black caddy, pulling into an empty spot a few away from my own. A boy around my age stepped out of the drivers side, I had definitely never seen him before. He had a messy mop of thick long black hair, coming down to his shoulders. He was wearing skin tight, skinny jeans and a loose tank top which showed off his slender physique, his arms were covered by his leather jacket but I imagined his arms would be slightly muscular, only then did I realise how tall he was, about 6ft2 maybe 3. He pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one up, inhaled deeply and lent against his car. He looked up and smiled at me. He had the most dazzling blue eyes and a smile to die for, which is when I realised I'd been staring and moved back from the window so he wouldn't be able to see me but I could still see him. I watched him laugh to himself as he threw the cigarette to the floor and grinded it with his boot before walking into the school entrance.
I couldn't stop thinking about him as I followed Mr. Grey into the principles office and wasnt watching where I was going when bumped into someone who almost knocked me off my feet but caught me. I looked up to apologise to the victim of my daydreaming but couldn't get my words out.
"You're the girl from the window, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were stalking me," his voice was so deep, everything he said sounded seductive, and the eyes were even more hypnotising up close. He moved me aside and was about to walk out the door when I remembered that I'd stared at him and not said anything.
"Sorry, I didn't see you there." I blurted out quickly. He didn't turn around but put his hand up in acknowledgement and left. Leaving me to stare at the door, while my mind wondered after him.

Notes

First chapter, I'm trying to set the scene I guess - feedback would be appreciated :) next chapter can be expected later tonight or tomorrow :)