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Chapter 1: Jazz

I stood in front of my bathroom mirror looking at my familiar reflection. My red hair hung down to my chin in a tangled mess. I couldn’t decide what to do with it. It was the beginning of the month and I wanted to start a new look. After standing in front of the mirror motionless for a few minutes I realized I was wasting precious time. I pulled my hair up into its usual ponytail forgetting the whole ‘new look’ thing. I gave one more look at my freckle cluttered face and ran out to the car.

            School seemed the same…boring. I tried looking at things like I was living a movie. The kids walking around, I enter the school completely unnoticed. I walked to my convenient locker and pushed my stuff into my bag. “Gabriel?!” I hear the familiar voice call my name. “Hi Nikky!” I said. Now, you’re probably thinking… Gabriel? That’s your name? Besides the fact that Gabriel has never, and will never, be a girls’ name, I like it. It’s… interesting. My first name means ‘strong man of God’ and my last, Lune, basically means moon. Anyways, Nikky is one of my few popular friends. I get all the inside news from her… not that I really listen to the ‘inside news,’ but if a bomb were about to hit us, she would probably be the first to tell me… so it’s good to have her around. “Guess what!” Nikky yelled, jumping up and down. “What?” I asked obeying her order. “There’s a new kid here and he is amazing!” “Nikky, school hasn’t even started how can you think someone is amazing if you have only seen him for like 5 minutes?” “Well,” she retorted “he is gorgeous and he seems nice and all the other girls are in love with him too.” “What, are you guys spying on him or something?” I asked sarcastically. “Well I wouldn’t call it spying… just observing without letting him know.” Girls! I thought to myself. I know I am a girl, but I’m not the prissy, fall in love at first sight type… that’s for sure. Just then the bell rang and I bounded off to first period… saved by the bell, I thought with relief. I sat down in my seat and pulled my class stuff out onto my desk. “Gabriel!” I turned to see who I already knew it would be. It was Isabel… my other popular friend. If you’re thinking… wow she must be popular too, you’re wrong. I have only a few popular friends, some nerdy friends, and some norms.  I call the latter people norms because they are the people I normally hang out with. These are my real friends; all the others are more like acquaintances… with a few exceptions. “Hi Isabel,” I answered kindly. “Have you seen the new kid!” she giggled. Right then I knew it was going to be a long day.

All my friends, including the cool and nerdy ones, thought he was absolutely gorgeous, and they had all made that pretty clear to him too. I thought it was all pretty shallow of them to be flirting with him on his first day… then again, I hadn’t seen him yet. Actually, I didn’t get to see him until lunch. I was sitting a few tables away and I couldn’t see his face. Apparently that wasn’t a problem for my friends because they had all memorized his back. He was sitting alone surprisingly and since no one was paying attention to me, I contented myself by staring at him. I wanted to see what he acted like. But, just then, a girl walked past… and blew a kiss at him!!! A KISS! And then… another girl strutted past with a wink. Then another with a wave. Geez is a conga line going to form? I thought to myself. Eventually I had had enough of this ridiculousness so I decided I would walk past and slip a glimpse at his face. I would like to think I did this nonchalantly… that’s what I would like to think. The truth is though, that’s not what happened. Throughout the entire day I had a picture in my head that, to my extent of knowledge, was very descriptive of him. I had learned without ever even have looked at him that he had a small nose, shaped lips, black hair and darkish skin.  The one thing people had failed to mention to me was his eyes. You see, I like to speak my mind about a lot of things, and, when it comes to eyes, I’m obsessed. In that moment I thought about how utterly crazy everyone was. How, in the name of some name I can’t think of right now, could you forget to mention his eyes?  Eventually the moment passed and my mouth opened to say the first thing I would ever say to him.

“You have pretty eyes.” Are you kidding? Did I really just say that? Not again! Those were the thoughts running through my head as I waited for him to reply. At first I thought Jazamir hadn’t heard me, but just as quick as the relief came, it left. Jazamir looked up straight at me and… laughed. If I had thought that he was amazing before, boy was I wrong. His laugh was one of the most beautiful things I had ever heard. It sounded like a brand new, ice cold coke being opened and all the bubbles rushing to the top. The laugh ended too quickly and then my brain realized that he had said something. When I had figured out what he said, I laughed. He’d said that was one of the most normal things he had heard all day. “Really,” I questioned “what have people been saying?”  “You probably don’t want to know” he joked. “By the way, I’m Jazamir but I’d like it if you’d call me Jazz… and you have pretty eyes too.”

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Author's Note

This is the first page of a story i'm writing, i want to know what everyone thinks of the beginning of it so please give me as much criticism as you want... i won't be mad if you say its horrible so please be honest. There might be spelling errors but just ignore those. Please rate too. Thanks in advance!!!

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Strong plot and great character descriptions. This story could definately lead somewhere wonderful. Keep up the good work, and if anyone hasn't said this to you yet, welcome to the Cafe.

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