Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Rocky's POV

I stared at my appearance in the full length mirror that hung behind my bedroom door. I tilted my head slightly, pursing my lips as I gave myself a once over. I had decided to wear my dark jeans with my favorite old converse, that I've had for who knows how long, accompanied with a simple white tank-top and a gray cardigan with large horizontal purple stripes. It was decent enough for the first day of school (well, my first day at this school).

I stared at my long wavy hair that seemed to be a complete mess above my head. I sighed heavily as I walked over to my small dresser and pulled out a gray clip. It was quite large and it will do the trick to tame the beast that decided to take over during the night. With a twist of my hair, I clasped the clip over and walked back to the mirror. Satisfied with my appearance, I smiled and grabbed a hold of my backpack.

Making my way downstairs, I was greeted by the scent of freshly made coffee. It was a surprise to smell that at this early hour due to the fact that my dad was usually out of the house and off to work before I even woke up in the morning.

I turned the corner and was greeted by a beaming smile. My dad was sitting at the dining room table with the newspaper in hand, no doubt reading the Sports section. That was really the only reason that he ever read it to begin with.

I dropped my bag on the floor as I entered the kitchen, grabbing the box of my favorite cereal and pouring it into a bowl.

"Morning. You ready for your big day?"

I couldn't help but cringe at his words, but he didn't seem to notice as he went back to reading whatever he was previously. I simply shrugged my shoulders and tried the best I could to not let the nervousness show in my features. Geez Rochelle, what the hell is wrong with you?

"I'm ready as I'll ever be. And come on dad, you make it seem like I'm getting married or something," I said playfully, rolling my eyes as I sat on the chair across from him. "And one question, what are you doing here?"

He peered above the newspaper with a raised eyebrow. I couldn't help but smile at the gesture.

"You know what I mean. You're usually out by the time I wake up."

He nodded his head knowingly. "Well, the boss told me that since it's my first day, he'll cut me some slack if I were to come late; and not to mention that I told him a little bit about you and how you were starting school here. So he said that he had no problem in me taking you for the first day."

I made a disgusted face as he said the last part, trying my hardest to not laugh as I noticed his reaction.

"Oh, is the young senior too old to have her daddy take her to school?" he asked in a mocking voice.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I continued my breakfast. Without anything else being said, I allowed my eyes to wander to the backyard. I stared out at the trees that seemed to surround every single inch of the back of our house. I wonder what could be out there. I'm not too much of an adventurous person, despite the fact that my dad and I always liked going fishing during the summer in the woods, but I was indeed a curious one. These forests seem to have a mysterious tone to them and I couldn't help the urge to explore. But that's when the memory of the wolf coming out of the trees entered my mind. Who knows how many wolves can be lurking about, just waiting for an idiotic human being to cross their path and have them as their afternoon snack? I definitely don't want to go in there knowing that these forests were the wolves' habitat. I'm too young to die!

When I looked back at my bowl, I was surprised to find it already empty. My dad did say that I tend to eat faster absentmindedly whenever I was deep in thought. Huh, I guess he was right.

I stood up and placed the bowl in the sink, my dad following step with me and repeating the same action with his cup. He patted my shoulder as he exited the kitchen and walked towards the living room.

"Let's get going. Don't want you to be late!"

I let out a soft groan, making sure that he didn't hear it. The last thing I wanted to do today was go early to my new school. I was a nerd enough already; having me come early before most of the other students was just plain....well, nerdy!

Reluctantly, I stepped forward and grabbed my bag off the floor, swinging it over my shoulder as I made my way towards the front door. My dad was already waiting for me there with his keys in his hand. I grabbed mine from where we usually held our keys on the coffee table and stepped out the door behind him. I locked the door behind me and went down the few steps to head towards the driveway. I may be 16, but I do have my license and I could easily drive anywhere I decided to. Yeah, yeah, I know it might seem a little too young for me to have one, but those were the perks of being a nerd. I got my permit just when I was turning 15 when I was sophomore and got my license a year later, which was just a few months back really. But even if I did have my license, my dad never allowed me to drive, even if he was with me. Talk about over protectiveness on his part.

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It only took about ten minutes to get to my school, which was really a disappointment to me. As I looked up to the front entrance, I noticed the school's name: Black Forest High. Typical.

With a heavy sigh, I exited my dad's truck, giving him a small wave as he left me on my own. I may be 16, but now was really a good time to have my dad walk with me to the main office while holding my hand. I had to admit, that was extremely childish of me to even think of. I have done this many times before and yet here I am with clammy hands and butterflies flying freely around in my stomach without a care in the world. Maybe it was because it was my last year and senior year seemed to be important for many high school students.

I walked quickly towards the entrance, feeling curious stares bore onto my back as I made my way across the parking lot. I could've sworn I heard many conversations around me dwindle a bit as I walked. Great, now I'm the new talk of the school; but of course I will be. It was freaking October for crying out loud! It's not like it's the middle of the school year or anything, but a lot of time has already passed since the first day and I'm pretty sure this school was close to having it's Homecoming dance pretty soon.

Straightening my stance slightly, I opened the large doubled doors and made my way inside. The hallway was like any other typical hallway. It had lockers on either side of its walls, leaving a small opening in between that led to the classrooms. The linoleum floors shined under the luminescent lights that hung above my head. The janitors must have waxed it this weekend.

I made my way slowly through the hallway, searching every door to see if there was any indication of the main office being near. I was glad to see that not many of the students were inside the school yet, so it made it less obvious that I was the new kid.

I walked forward, not paying any attention to my surroundings until I felt my body collide with someone else's. The impact was so sudden that I was immediately sent flying backwards and towards the floor. I closed my eyes shut, waiting for my body to collide with the freshly waxed floors, but the sensation never came. Instead, I felt two large arms wrap themselves around my waist and pull me against a hard chest. I didn't dare to open my eyes as I felt my cheeks blush brightly as I stood in the arms of a complete stranger. It wasn't until the sound of his voice forced me to look up at my savior.

"Are you okay?"

I opened my eyes slowly, tilting my head upward to look at his face. It was pretty hard to see who he was because he was so freaking tall! He must have been around 6'5" or something. I had to strain my neck just to look into his eyes; but I immediately regretted it.

As I stared up at him, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he was. He had jet black hair with dark brown eyes that nearly resembled his hair color. His eyes seemed to captivate me and I was pulled into a trance that left me speechless. I opened my mouth a few times, but no words dared to come out. My voice had completely failed me when I needed it the most.

I noticed that he still held onto me, his strong arms holding me protectively against his hard form. Snapping back to reality, I pushed my hands against his chest, relieved to find that he was releasing his hold on me. I brushed my clothes off, trying hard to distract myself so I wouldn't have to look back into those dark orbs; but the urge to look at him once more was tempting me to no end.

Giving in, I looked up and took in his appearance. He really was tall as I expected him to be, and his body seemed to tower over me. He wore a black shirt that clung to his body in all the right places, revealing the delicious muscles that laid underneath. With this he had on dark jeans and black shoes. I actually wondered what his butt looked like with those jeans on. Silly me.

Suddenly, I was brought back to reality from the sound of his husky voice.

"Are you okay?" He repeated. His eyes were filled with concern, and all I could do was nod. My voice was completely failing me and I didn't want to look like an idiot by not responding in some way.

"Are you new here?"

Again I nodded. Damn his sexiness and his effect on me.

He smiled down at me. It was warm and sincere and I couldn't help but smile in return. What the heck was I doing? I was acting like one of those teenage girls in the movies when a hot guy comes up to talk to them. But now I understand why they got so giddy about it; and this guy was way too hot for his own good.

"Looking for the main office?"

I nodded.

"Just continue down the hall and take your first right. You'll be good from there."

I gave him a weak smile as I made my way around him. It wasn't until then that I noticed he had two other guys standing right behind him. How did I not see them to begin with?

I tried to walk as casual as I could after that encounter with....dammit! I didn't even ask him his name. It's not like I had a chance anyway; and yet, I could feel his dark eyes staring at me as I made my way down the hallway. As I reached the first turn to my right, the second I was out of sight, I leaned against the white wall and took deep breaths. What the heck? Why was I so breathless after bumping into him? That was unusual.

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