She just came back from summer vacation. She's a normal teenage girl. Two best friends, good grades. Then she sees him, walking the hallways of their school. His brown hair, gelled back, brown woolen vest, black tie, and a white shirt. His glasses placed low on his nose. She watched him push them back, closer to his emerald green eyes. What was it about him? He really outdid the geek stereotype. Or maybe that's just a judgement you would make, if you only knew how he looks and acts. Because what if it just is an act? What if he wasn't a geek the geek you thought he were?


1. The Brown-haired Boy With the Glasses

I  approached school, ready for a new year. Stopping for a minute, I took a deep breath to realize that summer has now ended. Ugh. My freedom just seemed endless at the time, but obviously I had to go back to school at some point. For the summer I went to America, for the first half of it, since my dad is from there and the rest of the time we spent in Germany, because my mom is from there. I got to see my family, so it was nice. I took a step forward, and then continued to walk in. I spotted some of my friends, talking, while leaning up against a window. Opening the heavy front doors, I made my way inside, to see a long and narrow hall. This was where my locker was. I made my way over to it, through the students that were chatting away about their summer vacations. 

 "Lydia!!" Someone called my name from behind me, when I was just about to open my locker. It was my best friend, Mia. She had long shining ginger hair, and grey eyes with a hint of blue in them. She was tall, with a slim figure, and she had just turned 17, so, she was a few months older than me. 

 "Hey girl, I haven't seen you in so long!" I exclaimed excitedly, while hugging her tightly. "How was your summer?" She had gone to Hawaii during the summer, and apparently had a fling with some random dude.

"It's been so great! I mean, who knew flings could be so fun?!" She replied with a little laughter in her voice. I shook my head and said "I wouldn't know, I've never had one," and with that, we were off to drama, where we were joined by our other best friend, Laila.

Laila was medium height and from London. She had light blond hair with darker highlights. Her eyes were brown, almost black. She had a tall face, with slim cheeks and full lips. She had some small freckles, too, sprinkled aruond her face, heavy under her eyes.

The rest of the school day was pretty boring, we got new text books and notebooks, met the new people in our class, and just talked about our summer. 

I got home from school, and plopped down on my bed as soon as I came into my room. We didn't have much homework since it was the first day of school, so I just relaxed, and finished the bit of homework, that I was assigned. Then grabbed some quick dinner, as i was not too hungry and just watched a movie, until I fell asleep.


I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock buzzing. Ugh, I just do not wanna get up. But somehow I managed to pull myself out of bed, and out to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Pulling out some clothes, I groaned internally. Mornings are the worst! Absolutely hate it! As you can see, I'm not a morning person. I went downstairs and found my dad sitting at the kitchen table

"Morning, sweetie" He said, his voice groggy. 

"Morning, dad." I replied before grabbing an apple and heading out the door. I jumped into my black Mercedes Benz, a present that I got from my dad, when I got my drivers license. I have to admit, I'm not extremely rich, but it's not like I'm poor either. My dad's got a pretty good job. Well, I turned on the radio and drove off to school. It was about a 15 minute ride, so it wasn't very far. I opened the car door, and stepped outside into the warm air. The end-of-summer breeze washed over me, as I began making my to my locker. I noticed someone, who I hadn't seen before. He looked lost and confused, probably new. He had hazel colored hair, that was slicked back, and bright green eyes, that made you want to stare at them all day long. He was tall, too and wore big round glasses. I just stood there, staring at him, until I saw his eyes turn in my direction. I flinched, and turned away, hoping he hadn't noticed me staring at him. I don't know, he wasn't actually hot, but there was something about him... 

I walked towards my next class, English. Laila, and Mia were in that class too, so, that was good. I stepped into the room, and took a seat at the very back row. Laila and Mia walked into the room and looked around. Their eyes caught mine, and they started walking towards me. Mia sat down on my right, and Laila sat down on my left. We started talking about yesterdays physics homework until the teacher cleared her throat very loudly. 

"Hello everyone. I am mrs. Jones and I will be your english teacher. This year we will be working with a Shakespeare play," she paused and picked up a textbook, from the pile on her desk. Then she continued "called A Midsummer Nights Dream. Would everyone please come get a textbook when i say their n-" She was cut off by a sound of light knocking on the door. She opened it, and in the doorway stood the guy, I had seen earlier in the hallway. 

"You must be Harry, our new student!" Mrs. Jones said, and he nodded. He wore a white collared shirt, with a dark brown tie and a brow woolen sweater vest over it. He was wearing some black pants with. He was standing up straight, holding a couple of notebooks in his hand and a white and black backpack on his shoulders. 

"Well come on in then. Why don't you take a seat in the second row to the back," Harry started walking towards me, "Yes, the empty desk right there, in front of Lydia".

"O-okay," Harry stuttered. He sat down in the seat right in front of me, while mrs. Jones started reading our names aloud. 

"Lydia Williams!" I heard my name being called from up front and stood up to get my book. Once everyone had gotten their book, the teacher told us to find a partner and work on activity 2 in the text book. I looked to my left, to see Laila had partnered up with Mia. So I was left with no partner. I didn't really have any other friends in this class, so  I looked up straight to see that Harry was just sitting there, quietly. I tapped his shoulders lightly. Whoa... those were some really strong shoulders. I looked down on his arms to see his biceps, which were clear through the shirt. Wow, he must work out. He turned around and looked into my eyes, putting a smile on his face. 

"Yes?" he muttered shyly, a little squeakiness in his voice. 

"Do you have a partner?" I asked him and he shook his head. "Well do you want to be partners then, I don't have one either?" He nodded. Thank god. 

He turned around, and was now fully facing me.

"So, says here that we should try and guess what the play is about. Do you know what it's about?" I ask Harry.

He nodded. "Yeah, last year in my old school, we studied this play too."

"Oh cool, well then you will have an advantage. So, what's it about?"

"You guess first, I can't just tell you."

"Okay..." I muttered. "It's about someone who falls asleep in summer and dreams about something crazy...?" I ponder questioningly.

"Not exactly," Harry tells me. "It's basically and love square, kind of thing. And then there's this play, and there's just some really crazy stuff going on in it. It's really complicated." He informs, sounding really chill.

"Ah," I say. "Well, that's activity 2, a. Now onto activity 2, b."

"Yeah. It says write down your final answer about what you discussed in activity 2, a."

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