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Prince Charming is Not my Type

Chapter One- Sweetheart

Tuesday- January 2, 20XX.

Nova Hazel Marquez

   I stood by my locker, taking out my math book, with my two best friends at my side. Marley, the school hipi, to my left and Luca, the school's star quarterback, to my right. We are a 'strange bunch' as everyone says. Me, Nova Hazel Marquez, being the school tomboy. The halls were packed and loud, as it always is every morning. Filled with teens bickering about parties, boy drama, and Prom that's coming up. Conversations floating around about who's going to be there and with whom. The main people on everyone's lips, the three musketeers, as they call themselves... I roll my eyes thinking about Emma, the school mean girl, cheerleader and how she could try and steal the heart of one of our school's musketeers. As she tries to do every year before Prom.

   Think of the devils and they may come, the hall grew silent as the schools three bad boys entered the hallway. All students moved to make them a path through the crowded hall. I turned back to my locker; the three musketeers walked down the hall behind me, musketeer number three being Parker Davis. Tall broad shoulder brunette with the lightest blue eyes you could imagine. Number two being Coal Micheals, slim but buff, smiling blondy with brown eyes. Probably the worlds biggest player. And of course number one, mister heart-throb of the school Logan MacKellin. Tan, tall, muscular, black wavy haired, hazel golden eyed hunk who believe it or not doesn't date! All of them wearing their signature black ripped jeans, white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. Classic bad boy look.

   A gasp came from Marley and I turned to see what shocked her, even though I didn't care nor want to know. What I saw even shocked me. There, in front of the three bad boys, stood a tall dark red haired girl who held a schedule in her hands. Must be new here. By the look on the bad boys' faces, you could tell she wasn't having a pleasant conversation with the three. Coal looked pissed, Logan looked amused and Parker looked shy, strange, that's not like him. You see, Parker and I used to be close, he was once a part of the "strange bunch," then he started to hang with his other friends, the musketeers, more than us, so naturally, I know him pretty well.

   At this point, Coal was as red as a tomato and speechless. Logan was holding his knees laughing and trying to catch his breath. And Mr. Shy was looking anywhere, but at the new girl walking away, with a slight blush on his face. All I heard from their conversation was something about "ducklings," strange, why would that piss Mr. Bad Boy off so much, crack the other up and make the last blush?

   I shook my head as they began to walk. Saying bye to Luca and Marley, I grabbed my bag and started to head to class. With me being my stupid, clumbsy self, I bumped into someone. OHHHHH!!! That's a muscular stomach and chest! I thought. Without looking up I mumbled sorry and started to walk again, but was stopped dead in my tracks because of two things. One was Coal, he sounded irritated, with a huff he said "Everyones getting in our way today, aren't they?" Damn that sounded bitter. And two, there was a hand around my wrist, stopping me from walking further.

   I looked up and saw Logan, the owner of the hand along with the muscular chest and stomach. I frowned and furrowed my eyebrows at him.

   "Yes?" I questioned "Can I walk without you grabbing me?"

   "Sorry Nova, you were going to run into Parker if I didn't stop you," he said back.

   WOW! WOW! WHAT?

   He knows my name? How?

   What the fuck? We've like, never talked, ever!

   Wow, Mr. Heart throb knows my name.

   "Awe, sweetheart, don't look so confused and worried. I just don't want you bumping into anyone else, try not to watch your feet so much," he smirked at me.

   I looked dumbly at him.

   Sweetheart? What?

   "Head to class, Nova, you're going to be late," he said with a bright smile.

   "Uh, yeah, thanks Logan," it came out as more of a question than an answer.

   "No problem, love," he said.

   And with that I headed to bio. Parker trailing behind me, him as well, looking confused. Parker catches up to me,"Sweetheart? Love?," he questioned. "You know, I didn't even know he knew my name, and what's up with the pet names?" I asked him. He shrugged, "I'm not sure, I've never heard him use pet names with anyone." Weird. Oh well.

   "So... Mr.Shy, you like the new girl," I asked.

   He just blushed and shook his head. I chuckle at his childishness and then we walk into Bio. We both sat at the same lab table, but with a space in between us.

   "So, how did Logan learn my name?" I asked him.

   "I'm not sure, but you do know that we have gone to school with him since primary school, right?" he said.

   "We have!?" I questioned, "how did I not notice him tell high school?"

   He laughed and shrugged again, "I don't know, Via, you're not the most observant," he said.

   "HEY!," I growled then smacked his arm. He just laughed and got his notebook out.

   "It is kind of strange though," he said.

   "What?," I asked.

   "That he knows your name," he answered.

   "How?," I mumbled confused.

   "Well, you see he doesn't learn the names of the girls in this town, or at all, actually," he said.

   "Why not?" okay, now I'm really confused.

   But before I could get an answer, Parker looked towards the door and blushed, completely going silent. When I looked I saw the new girl walking in. Yeah he definitely likes her. The new girl looks around searching for a seat. Goody the only open one is next to Parker! The new girl noticed and headed our way, she sits and turns towards me and in a thick scottish accent ,"Hello, my name is Ricolette Amethyst MacCormack. And you are?" "Do we really have to do the middle name thing?" I asked. ̈"That's a bit too formal for me." She chuckles, "heh, nice. I already like you. So, what's your name?" she asked. "Not into the formal stuff are you," I chuckled, "by the way, I'm Nova Marquez." Ricolette went on to explain why she doesn't like things that are formal, but quited down as the teacher walked in. I noticed Parker not writing and bouncing his leg anxiously. Nervous that the new girl sat next to you,are we? It's okay little Parky, I doubt Ricy will bite. Oh I'm calling her that from now on.

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   "What's wrong Parky, forgot how to write?" I teased with a big smirk on my face.

   Next to me, Ricy began to laugh, quite loudly and then apologized for interrupting class.

   "Yeah, we're definitely going to be good friends," she whispered to me. I smiled at that. I really hope, there's no one else at this school other than her and I that is willing to stand up to the Musketeers, so I hope we end up being good friends. It would be fun to torture the bad boys with her.

   Before I knew it, we had finished our class work and class had come to an end. I guess it's off to english for me.

.....

   Second period seemed to end before it began. And then I had to head to Spanish class. As I walked I had a weird feeling that everyone was watching me, but also like someone was following me.

   Oh well.

   "Hola Nova," my spanish teacher greeted me as I walked to the door.

   "Hola Logan," she said looking past me.

   My neck snapped to look behind me, and sure enough Mr. Heartthrob was right behind me, just looking at me.

   Since when did Mr. Heartthrob have spanish with me? I thought, deciding it would be fine to say it out loud.

   "Since when did you have spanish with me?" obviously not calling him Mr. Heartthrob, don't want to boost his ego, now do we?

   "Awe, you break my heart, Nova. We have been in the same spanish classes since freshman year and you're just now noticing me? I'm hurt," he said mocking fake pain, with a hand on his beautiful, muscular chest.

   Wow, beautiful, muscular chest? What? I think I need to stop staying up till 1am reading, I think I'm going delusional.

   "Oh whatever Mr. Ego," I said to him, walking into the class.

   "Awe, now you're walking away from me, you pain me, sweetheart," he said with and obvious smirk playing in his voice.

   Again with the pet names? Parker said he doesn't use pet names! Let alone, learn a girl's name.

   "What's up with all the pet names, Mr. Bad boy?" I questioned.

   "Tsk, tsk, love, don't question me, it might end up bad. And if anything, I should be asking what your infatuation is with calling me Mr. Blank. You got a naughty kink I should know about, pumpkin?" he smirked.

   THIS PRICK!!! What the fuck?! Wait, Pumpkin? Another one?

   "UGH!!! Fuck you, prick!" I said irritated.

   "Anytime, darling," he smirked.

   Does he always smirk so much? Is that just his face? God he's irritating, oh but so hot!!! Yeah I definitely need sleep.

   I growl in frustration and walk further into the class, past him, taking a random seat in the back of the class, just ready for this class to be over already. To my despise, he walked in and took the seat next to me.

   How fucking lovely!!! Note my sarcasm.

  I turned to him smirking," Obsessed with me, are you?" I teased.

  Might as well piss him off so he stops talking to me.

  "Always, pumpkin," he smirks.

  Oh he so didn't.

  "Isn't there someone else you can go and bug? And not me?" I asked, clearly getting annoyed.

  "Sorry, sweetheart, but class has already started, plus I have to get you back for running into me this morning, don't you think it's only fair?" he teased.

  "Oh that's so not fair, I didn't see you, I was looking down," I grumbled.

  "Yeah, but you still ran into me, love. You really need to stop watching your feet, so much, when you walk," he smiled.

  Wow! His smile is mesmerizing! Okay, Nova, stop swooning!

  "And what do you suppose I look at instead?" I questioned.

  "Well Nova, you could always look at me," he smirked again.

  This cocky prick!

  "And why would I want to do that?" I said, trying not to chuckle at the look on his face, sadly the surprise was gone quicker than it showed up.

  "Because I'm undeniably sexy," he smirked.

  "I beg to differ, I'd rather look at Parker," I smirked, knowing I was getting to him. His face flashed with an emotion I couldn't recognize, but it left, again quicker then it showed up.

  Strange...

  "You pain me, princess," he chuckled.

  God, he's just adding to the list of pet names!!!

  " I do that a lot, don't I?" I asked.

  "Yeah, especially since..." he couldn't finish his sentence because our spanish teacher shushed us and began to speak.

  Since what?! What was he going to say! Oh lord help me.

  "Hola clase," she said enthusiastically.

  "Hola senora Mason," the class mumbled. And of course, I stopped listening after that.

  What was he going to say? What the hell? Have I changed? Wait he didn't even know me before today. God I'm confused.

  When senora Mason asked what the date was, in spanish I heard Logan grown next to me.

  Don't like spanish, do we Mr. Heartthrob?

  I bumped Logan. "Don't really like spanish?" I asked and the class answers senora Mason, saying "Es la dos de enero."

  "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that it's annoying to learn things you already know," he whispered to me.

  "Already know?"

  "Yeah, I'm fluent in spanish, took this class for credit," he chuckles.

  WHAT THE HELL?! Mr. Heartthrob is hot and smart?! Score!!! Okay, stop that, Nova, stop right now.

  "Awe, sweetheart, you're looking confused again," he chuckled.

  "Who knew Mr. Heartthrob was smart?" I mumbled under my breath hoping he wouldn't hear.

  "Not many people, love," he smirked.

  Ahhhhh shit!!!

  "Don't tell people I'm smart, and I wont tell people that you called me Mr. Heartthrob," he chuckled.

  THIS PRICK!!!

  "Ugh, you're irritating!" I growled.

  "Deal or no deal?" he asked, sticking his hand out for me to shake.

  "Ugh, deal!," I grumbled, taking his hand.

  We shook, but he didn't let go of my hand yet. Instead, he looked down at it, looking straight at my thin silver ring with a slight greenish blue design, made to look like leaves.

  He began to twirl it around my finger. It always was on my right ring finger. My mother gave it to me for my 15th birthday. Two days before I got in "the accident."

  Under the ring sat a scar. It was less than 5cm, but just big enough to notice.

  He stopped playing with my ring, looking at the scar that hide under it's thin band.

  "Where'd you get that?" he questioned, looking up, staring straight into my eyes.

  Oh god, his eyes are beautiful, they are a lovely golden, green. They always shine so bright.

  "The ring or the scar?" I asked quietly.

  "Both," he smiled, a real smile, not a smirk, but a smile.

  "The ring from my mom when I turned 15 and the scar is from an accident two days after," I smiled back.

  He hummed in understanding. Playing with my ring a little more, but dropped my hand when we had the worksheet handed to us.

 What the hell was that about?

  We were both silent the rest of the period, just working on the class work. The bell rang a few minutes after I had finished my work. I got up and began to pack up my stuff.

  "So, where are we going?" Logan asked.

  "What do you mean?" I questioned.

  "Where are we going, sweetheart? I'm going to walk you to your next class," he chuckled.

  "Oh, I have a free period next," I laughed.

  "Good, I don't want to be lonely. I got free too, where should we go, love?" he smiled, that breathtaking smile.

  "You want to hang out with me?" I said confused.

  "Of course I do, Via," he said flirtatiously.

  Strange, only Parker calls me that.

  "Hmmm, I guess we could go get food or something. I'm starving, I didn't eat breakfast today," I chuckled.

  "Food it is!!!" he exclaimed happily, grabbing my hand and dragging me to the parking lot towards a beautiful dark blue, 1975 stepside chevy.

  I was too busy gawking at his truck to realize he'd got in.

  "Are you coming, sweetheart, or are you just going to keep drooling over my beautiful truck?" he smirked.

  I glared at him and got in the passenger's seat.

  "You like Baby?" he asked.

  "I'm guessing Baby is your truck, so yes," I smiled.

  He chuckled and started the truck.

  We didn't drive too far, just down the street to Mary's Drive and Dine. It's a popular place for us high school students to hang out at during lunch, free periods and after school. We also have after parties here after football games.

  I honestly, rarely go here. I just don't enjoy how crowded it gets. It makes me uncomfortable, but because it was during the free period, the diner was pretty much empty.

  I smiled when I realized it wasn't crowded.

  Thank gosh!

  "Smiling causes you to be happy to be alone with me?" Logan smirked.

  "Technically, we're not alone, there's the cooks, the cashier, the waitresses and that couple in the back," I smirked back.

  "Is that so, sweetheart? We can always go back to my place to be alone," he said, more serious than I was comfortable with.

  "I'm going to regret going with you, aren't I?" I mumbled under my breath and shook my head, causing him to chuckle.

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