Only one choice

Chapter 2

After I get out of the shower I change into a pair of black jeans and an oversized black hoodie. It was my dads and I have been wearing it non-stop, I like it because it reminds me of my dad and it covers all of my body so it looks like I have no shape. I like that because it means guys won't hit on me. Once I'm changed and ready I go downstairs and grab a granola bar and then go and get into my car. I turn on the GPS and start driving. I am dreading this whole school thing, I have to deal with all the normal new kid s**t on top of everyone asking about my dad. Also, I have to at least make some friends I don't want to be home all of the time. I get to the school in no time and get out of my car to go to the front office.  Once I get there I ask for my schedule and then I am told that they will have a guide show me where all my classes are in advance and that he will be here any minute. I go and sit down the chairs that they have by the doors and as soon as it gets comfortable a guy with brown eyes and dirty blonde hair comes in as I look at him I notice he is lean but not too skinny and that he is actually quite cute. I snap out of it and look up at the lady at the front desk. I don't know what she says but after she says it the guy turns around and looks at me. 

Henry: Hi I'm Henry I will be your tour guide.

Steph: Hi I'm Steph.

I put out my hand to shake his and he looks shocked at first and then recovers and shakes my hand.

Henry: So what's your first class? I can show you where it is and then we can go from there.

Steph: Um my first class is Calculus 2 with Mr. smith.

Henry: Are you sure it says Calculus 1?

Steph: um yes why?

Henry: It's just that that is the hardest math class this school offers and you just transferred here.

Steph: Yeah I know but this is the math class I was in last year and its the hardest math class this school offers so it is what I was put in. 

Henry: Oh ok then that's impressive.

Steph: Thanks?

Henry: Your welcome let's get going we don't want to be late now, do we?

Steph: Oh most certainly not I would hate to be late on my first day.

I murmured sarcastically.