I walked into school, a few minutes late. But it doesn't matter.
The corridors were empty, I walked through the first one, my folders in my sweaty hands. The head master office was straight ahead thank god, I get lost so easily!
I knocked and waited for about 4 seconds then I heard "Enter". I peeped around the door to see an angry head master (red in the face) and the back of a head with blonde hair/brown roots and wide shoulders. The vibe in the room could of been cut. The blonde headed boy whipped his head around to face me. His eyes so bright in the sunlight streaming in the only window in the damp office. He looked just as mad as the head master, "hello miss, can I help you?" said the head master; brining my thoughts back. That's when I realised I had been staring at the very very hot boy, I couldn't help but notice he was staring back. "Umm yes, I'm April. I'm new here, it's my first day. I had a letter that told me I had to get my timetable from the head masters office?" I said with question in my voice. "Oh yes April, I met your dad. He's lovely! Here's your timetable" he leaned across the desk, I walked towards him to take the time table, but before I could the hot blonde headed lad stood up and took it from the head master and gave him the evil eye. He turned on his heel and smiled as our eyes lock and handed me the timetable.
I blushed like an idiot "thank you" I said still blushing very hard. "Your welcome" he said. Jeez his voice is like pancakes with ice-cream, that irish voice! So smooth, soft but also deep. I could of listened to it all day. I turned and walked out as the irish boy was still stood. When I glanced back before the door closed I saw the scene as it was before. A boy sat in a chair as the head shouted at him. Still red in the face.
I looked at my timetable and strode to me next lesson with a huge smile plastered in my face!

The bell rang violently and I looked at this sheet for my locker number, after about five minutes of hunting I finally found it. 202. I shoved all my heavy book in their which were weighing down on my little arms, as I tried to shoved all the books in at once my art book failed to make it into the locker and fell to the ground, for fuck sake. I finished getting the remainder of my books in to the locker, before I had the chance to bend down and pick the book up myself, it was being handed to be by the blonde boy in the office. "Hi, I'm Niall. We have art next, I'll take your book for you"  he said.
"Oh thank you, hi I'm April" I kind of stuttered back.
"Let's go then April" he smiled and led the way to the art rooms.