Bite Me - Chapter 1

*Pic of Amelia I know I said she has black hair but I couldn't find a good one*

(This chapter kind of sucks because I'm writing to many stories at once, so I've decided not to finish this story until I finish my other story The Mirror.)
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I was walking down the hallway of the new school I would be attending: Eastern High. It was in Hankersburg, Washington, the foggiest place in America. Oh joy...
Anyway I was walking down the hall when a blur of brown came shooting towards me. Next thing I know I'm laying on my back on the ground and my books are laying all around me.
"Oh jeeze sorry," I hear a voice say.
I look up into the brown eyes of a boy.
My jaw dropped open. This guy was... tall. He looked as if he had to be at least 7ft tall. He held out his hand to help me up. I grab his hand and then pull it back quickly. His skin was hot! I looked at my hand and saw it had turned red. I stood to my feet and dusted my pants off.

I looked up into the guys face.
"Sorry for knocking you over," he said looking down and rubbing the back of his neck.
He had longish, curly brown hair, a large smile, and pierced ears. He wore clothes that gave him a punkish look without making him look like a bad boy.
"It's fine," I said.
"My name's Julian," he said with a toothy grin.
"Umm," I said blushing, he had an amazing smile, "I'm Amelia."
"Nice to meet you," then he looked me up and down, "Hey I haven't seen you before. Are you new here?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Cool," he said, "Hey where's your schedule?"

I reached into the back pocket of my jeans and pulled out a crumpled, folded piece of paper, "Right he-."
He plucked the paper from my hand and unfolded it, taking a look at it. He frowned. The expression put tiny wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"You only have gym with me," he said, "but is it okay if I show you around anyway?"
"Umm sure," I said.
"Great," he said smiling, tiny wrinkles forming around his eyes.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and began to lead me down the hall.

His hand was hot against my back, burning me through my t-shirt. I didn't know who this guy was but he was getting awfully friend awfully fast. I stretched so I could slyly slide his arm off me without seeming mean.
"Here," he said stopping in front of a door, "This is your first class, history. After class is done I'll pick you up from here and walk you to the next class. Is that okay?"
"Sure," I said.
"Great," Julian said once again flashing a smile, "See you later."
Then Julian turned and sauntered down the hall.
I watched him leave and then turned back towards the classroom door.
"I'm such a softy..." I muttered under my breath.