The New Girl

You decide to give the girl a helping hand, you walk over to her to see that she is reading something on one of the school notice boards. She’s caught up in whatever she’s reading and doesn’t notice you there. You stand there checking her out. She’s about five foot six and has long wavy brown hair. You notice that she has several piercings, two small rings in each ear and a stud in her nose.

“Hi, are you new here?” You ask.

Your comment makes her jump slightly as you surprised her she turns to face you. You take a quick look at her face. Her eyes catch your attention, as they are a deep green she’s wearing dark purple eyeliner and matching lipstick, which contrasts her eyes very well.

She takes a moment to respond, aware of your attentions. She also seems to be checking you out as well.

“Yeah, this is my first day here. I’m a little lost.” She replies.

“What class have you got?” You ask.

“Maths, but I have no idea which classroom I’m supposed to be in.” She tells you.

“You’re in luck then as I’ve got maths as well.” You reply.

She smiles at you. “Thanks. I’m Amy.”

“Nice to meet you Amy, I’m Blair.” You reply.

She grabs one of your hands. You’re a little surprised at how friendly she is, but you’re not going to complain, as she is very attractive. You can’t help staring a little at Amy’s chest. She has on a tight blue tank top, through which you can see the slight indentations of her bra pressing against the material.

“So shall we go?” She asks.

You nod. Holding her hand you lead her across the school site to the maths classroom you both should be in. Due to your earlier encounter with Janet, the class has already started. You open the door and head inside. The teacher is busy talking to the class, and your entry interrupts him. Your maths teacher for this year is Mr Jones, a teacher who in the past you’ve always suspected has never liked you that much.

Mr Jones was in his late twenties, you remember several girls mentioning that they were attracted to him. Mr Jones always had a thing for the girls in his classes, you were sure he gave the boys a hard time and let the girls off easy. You had heard a rumour that he had given certain girls extra credit in exchange for certain actions.

He turns to face you and Amy.

“Late again, Mr Underhill I see?” He mocks.

You ignore him and look for a seat. Most of the seats have already been taken and the only available ones are right at the front. You see two empty chairs next to a girl you know.

Mr Jones looks over at Amy, you know that he’s checking her out.

“And a new arrival, your name is Miss?”

“Amy Buck.” She replies.

Amy walks over and sits down in the seat nearest the girl you know. You can also hear a few whispered comments on Amy from some of the girls at the back of class. You take the remaining seat sitting down near Amy. The girl near to you is Taylor. Taylor used to be a good friend of yours when you were younger. The two of you had drifted apart when you reached high school. Taylor was a very studious girl and also didn’t bother too much with appearances. Taylor was a very attractive girl, it’s just she was more concerned with grades than boys.

Taylor had medium length black hair, which she had tied up in a tight bun. She was wearing a thick grey sweater and had on a long black skirt. The effect was the she masked her figure very well. You sit there listening to what Mr Jones is saying. Although you pay little attention to it, you can hear Taylor and Amy talking they seem to be getting on quite well. This amuses you slightly as Taylor is a quiet and meek girl, where as Amy seems to be quite loud and brash. The two of them are quite a contrast to each other.

You sit there patiently getting on with the work being set in the hop that Mr Jones will leave you alone. As you were late he seems to be taking a great amount of pleasure in asking you difficult maths problems every so often. Much to his annoyance you manage to get every one of his questions correct. Eventually and much to your own relief the class nears it’s end. You grab you bag and head out of the classroom. Outside you check your schedule to see what you have next.

Amy and Taylor interrupt you. The two girls are standing there in front of you arm in arm, as if they have been best friend for years. Amy is looking at you expectantly. You take a quick look at Taylor, wondering just how attractive she really is. As she notices you staring at her, Taylor begins to look embarrassed and starts to stare down at her shoes in effort to avoid your gaze. Amy laughs at the spectacle.

“Hey Blair, thanks for your help earlier.” Amy tells you.

“No problem.” You respond.

“Taylor says, she’s is happy to go over what we missed earlier. I’m going over to her house later. You can come too if you want to join us.” Amy explains.

You don’t have any other plans for this evening, and the opportunity to spend more time with Amy is quite appealing. You’re still not too sure though as to what to say.