Mr. Perfect

My name is Samantha. My mum is always meeting guys and thinking that they're 'the one' and is never around, so we're always moving to different places and I'm always having to make new friends. When I reach the last year of high school and (hopefully) the last school, I meet a boy who changes my life forever. Niall.


5. Boys, Boys, Boys

I walked into the corridor to see a row of lockers and a bunch of kids my age. Actually, not a bunch, a zoo. At that moment, everything went slow. Everything. I saw a group of five of the hottest boys I've ever seen in my life.

My attention was brought back when a man, who was in his late forties and wearing a suit, came next to me with an extended arm.

"You must be Samantha Jones, our newest student at Wagstaff Elementary. I'm principal Scott."

"Pleasure" I shook his hand.

"Well, why don't you come into my office once you head to room T09 and get familiar with your new tutor teacher."


"Here's a map to the school, enjoy your stay Sam."

I hated it when people called me Sam. It made me feel like a boy, but I smiled anyway.

I walked down the hallway and made eye contact with one of the boys of the group. I smiled but then looked at the ground because I got nervous. I looked back up, I couldn't help myself! He was whispering to his group of mates and then they all looked at me. I got too nervous and looked away, but it was too late, they noticed me.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see the only blonde one of the group behind me.

"Hey, are you new here?"

I got so distracted by how hot he was I didn't answer.

He chuckled, flicked his hair and looked at the ground. That was my weekness. Fuck he was hot!

He fished a pen out of his pocket and wrote his name and number on the back of my hand. I looked up to protest, but he gave me an irresistible wink and flashed me a smile.

"Call me" he said as he started to walk away. I got shivers down my spine, God damn, that ass though! I laughed to myself.

I looked down at my hand to see the name 'Niall.'

"Niall" I whispered to myself. "I like that name."

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