|First Day worries...|
808 Words
Later that morning
As I walk up the front steps of my new school I can’t help but stare at the good looking students walking in, especially when I look at what I'm wearing I wanted to look nice but I didn’t want to be fancy because to everyone but me its a normal day, so I wore my least ripped mom jeans and a purple gradating into a light bluish color top with a grey cardigan. But every single girl I've seen is wearing a dress, skirt, or the tight kind of jeans that I look appalling in. I begin to feel self conscious, as I walk through the fancy wallpapered halls and beautiful hardwood floor. Everyone is staring at me. Then my gaze brings me to a couple holding hands and making out making me want to barf! Like nobody wants to see that!! It's disgusting, and then I stubble on something and come crashing to the ground! Did I run into a wall? Nope, Just a human which should not seem like it but is a relief! It would have been ten times more embarrassing to run into a wall than a human, because of staring at a kissing couple. ‘Oh my gosh i'm so sorry!’ the girl I just smashed into says looking completely shocked, I hope I don’t look completely scared. ‘No it was my fault, uh sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going’ I apologize. Then they smile and say’ hey you must be new because I know everybody here’ ‘yeah, um hi i'm Kate.’ I say holding up my hand to shake, which she returns saying ‘i'm Cecile nice to meet you, hey what's your homeroom?’ ‘oh um it's… Mr. um Starks.’ I manage to stutter out. ‘Cool same!!! I'll walk you’ after that brief conversation I manage to stutter out the rest of my classes, and that I came in over the weekend to try and find them so i'm not completely clueless. Then when we make it to class she invites me to sit next to her and I do, not wanting to sit alone making me be noticed anymore than I already will be. When the bell rings the class quiets down and the teacher get up like finally realizing we were in the room and he could start teaching us. He does attendance and when he calls my name a couple of people snicker and point but that's about it. Then other than that i'm not acknowledged, which is great Mr. Starks is definitely my favorite now! Me and Cecile quietly chat a little during class, and I found out that she has 3!! Siblings 2 boys and a girl, and she loves drawing and music! And I told her I was an only child which she was jealous of but I assured her sucked! And that I also love music and can play the piano. And I actually took lessons for a couple of years but then we couldn’t afford it anymore. But I didn’t mention that part because then I’d have to tell all about the divorce and the eviction, and I'd only known the girl and hour I couldn’t share my life story to someone I just met. But then the class ended and we had to part ways, I left the class wondering why I hadn’t tried harder to make friends at my old school because well… that was a lot of fun. And I'd also discovered who that guy in the hall was Carter *Stoicks, popular, player who has 20 girlfriends a year and captain of the football team, literally the spokesperson for arrogant jerk although every time I saw him I found myself staring and wanting to be near him, which was really weird. The next class went about the same attendance, pointing, but not a whole lot of attention, maybe I could go today without completely embarrassing myself. But that was just wishful thinking. Because on my way to lunch I bumped into someone again the second time today I really need to watch where I'm going. But this time it wasn’t sweet Cecile… it was you guessed it Carter. ‘Oh um I'm sorry’ I say now speed walking away using every ounce of self control not to sprint away. ‘Wait!’ the loud urgency in his voice makes me stop in my tracks, but why? When have I ever listened to someone before? But this time did and i'll always regret it… because when he caught up to me was the biggest surprise so far.
*Stoicks~Pronunciation (Stohics)
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