3. Chapter 3
"Hi Harry" I said shyly as a embarrassed flush rose to my cheeks.
"You're new here right?" the masculine voice sang.
I giggled at the comment and nodded my head. Before he could say another word the bell rang and Mrs. Wheeler started teaching. Every once in a while I took a glance at the boy from the alleyway. Once again he was wearing a tight shirt that showed off his well defined muscles. His corded arms led to strong, broad shoulders. I started to think of running my thin fingers over the chiseled muscles of his bare back and tracing his symmetrical face in my sketch pad. Doodling a small sketch of the outline of his face I was in awe of how sculpted it was including the one small scar that sat on the angle of his chin. I snapped out of it when I heard the release bell. I quickly packed up all my stuff and ducked out of the class.
Looking at my schedule I saw that I had human anatomy next hour, my favorite. I had always wanted to be a doctor so anything science related is a liking of mine. I started to walk up the stairs to my next hour. By the time I walked all the way up the two sets of stairs, I was out of breath and my legs groaned at me, begging me to sit down. I walked in as the bell rang and I rushed in the back corner again. I wasn't big on attention and the front was never my thing. As I sat down, guess who walked in. Yours truly in the flesh and bone with a petite blonde cuddling up to his side. I could tell that today would be a long, grueling day.