Okay maybe I'm not exactly the "good" kind. She pondered. But still no other angel has been exiled to Earth in centuries.

"Class this is the new student, Drew Kye" Ms. Darla announced cheerfully.

Drew smiled and waved at class of blank faced juniors. He had a nice tan going on with slightly noticeable muscles. His face was pleasant enough to look at with light blue eyes and short brown hair that had a small natural spike that hovered over his forehead.

At least he's not one of those edgy emo goth wanna bes. She studied him as he sat in the desk in front of her. He was awful quiet. First day jitters she assumed.

Martin was whispering to him. Still he remained silent, simply shrugging any question away.

She spent the rest of the period gazing at him

  DING!!!!!!
The bell rang again.

"Hey!" she called after Drew.

He turned around to meet her "Hey" he mumbled.

"Do you need help finding your next class" she hoped she wasn't flushed.

He nodded and handed her his schedule. They maneuvered around the crowd of kids.

"You have your next class with me, I'm Gale by the way"

He took her hand and shook it."Da rue" he carefully pronounced.

Must be his foreign accent she compromised with herself. Silently they walked by rows of lockers. She had to avoid his stare it felt like he was staring into her soul somehow.

Finally she broke the silence "This Mr. Walcott's English class"

She opened the door for him.

"Tanks" he murmured. His teeth were a little crooked. It made him look kind of derpy. But adorable and charming, too.

She mustered up some courage and followed him inside of the English classroom.