HUMAN LUNA

Chapter 2

I woke up to the smell of delicious cinnamon rolls.

It's a Crest tradition to have cinnamon rolls on the first day of school. And I love it!

I wanted to eat them while they were hot and gooey, so I jumped into the shower and quickly got dressed.

I did very light make-up and pulled my hair into a messy bun on the side of my head. I overall looked cute and comfy!

When I got downstairs, Mom was pouring a cup of milk.

"Morning mom!" I called, walking into the kitchen.

"Well, someone looks happy on her first day of senior year." She said while handing me my cup.

I shook my head. "I'm excited about those rolling women! Now lay em' on me."

She laughed. "They are in your book bag with your lunch. I want you to get to school early so you can walk around and find some classes."

"That's a good idea mom, thanks."

She smiled and gave me a kiss on my cheek.

"Okay, now go, can't wait to hear all about it when you get back." She gave me my book bag and shook me out the door.

I hopped in to fill and pulled out of my long driveway. Dill is my 2004 red Jeep liberty.

I received Dill as my congratulating gift when I passed my permit test and road test with a 95%.

I just installed a new GPS to help find my way around Sunnyhills.

I arrived at high school within 20 minutes. I parked in the front, there were a few cars there, which I assumed were teachers.

As soon as you walk into the school, the main office is on the right.

When I walked in, I saw a friendly face.

Well, Good Morning there sweet heart! You ready for the day?" The woman at the desk said to me. I looked down at her name tag which read, Mrs. Jackson.

"Sorta...I'm actually a new student and was wondering if I could have my schedule and a map of the school?"

"Oh sure, of course. What's your name?"

"Luciana Crest."

"What a pretty name, and what grade? 10th?

"Uh no, I'm a senior." I said, turning red.

"Really? I'm sorry. It's just that you're so small. I didn't expect you to be older." She said, typing into the computer.

"Yeah, I'm technically supposed to be a junior but I've been in advanced classes so I pushed up a grade." I explained to her.

"Ah, that makes more sense," she said, nodding, ". Well, here is your schedule and map of the school. I hope you have a great first day dear."

"Thank you." I replied, then turned out of the office. I saw a bench next to the door and sat down.

I took a high liter out of my bag and outlined routes from my classes. Surprisingly, my classes were all in one hallway, so I wouldn't have to go far except for gym and lunch.

I began to go through the routes I made, and after I got down everything I went to my locker.

I only had 4 minutes before all the other students. I started to tape up some pictures for decorations.

A few pictures were of Dana and I. One was of me and mom at the beach when I was in 9th grade and, lastly, I put a picture of me and Dad.

Suddenly, a bell rang and the kids started to fill the hallways, opening their lockers, and reuniting with their friends.

As I looked around, I could totally see the cliques. Everyone was standing in groups. As I was standing there, I wondered what group I would fit in with. The popular, the really smart kids, or would I be a loner?

After thinking for a while, another bell rang, meaning time for our first block class.

I took my schedule out of my bag and looked to see what I had first.

AP Biochemistry.

Well, here nothing goes.

Overall, the day was calm. All we had to do was go over syllabuses and talk about what we did over the summer.

Most of my teachers made me introduce myself to the class, and explained why I moved here. I didn't want to go straight out and say my father had died, so I said my mom and I were looking for a new place to call home.

When I walked into my AP Literature class, a girl asked if I was in the wrong class because it was a 12th grade class.

When I told her I was in her grade, she didn't believe it, so I had to tell them I was moved up a grade because I was more advanced.

Now everyone's going to think I'm some freakishly smart girl. Great.

Well it was towards the end of the day and I was having lunch now. At Sunnyhills there are 7 blocks, and all seniors have 6th block lunches. Which is going to suck later on because I got really hungry, but not today because I had those cinnamon rolls. :)

I walked to the cafeteria, to see a fully packed room. There were so many kids in this room and they were all in my grade. There were at least 300 kids there.

Every table was filled and there were no empty spots. I started to gaze around the room when my eyes landed on a table in the back corner near a window.

I made my way through the cafeteria and sat down. While I was pulling out my lunch, I saw a blue object cross my view.

I looked up to see a tall blonde girl walking around my table to sit across from me.

"Hey, is it okay if I sit with you?" She asked.

I smiled. "Yeah, sure. My name's Lucy.

"Hi Lucy, can I call you Luce? I hope this is okay, it seems more fun, not saying your name is boring or whatever." She said, pulling out a banana and a blender bottle.

"Yeah, that's fine. A lot of people call me Luce."

"Okay, good and my name is Kendra."

I went to reply but I was interrupted when someone yelled.

"Yo, Barbie, can I be your Ken?

I turned to the table behind me to see a bunch of guys looking at Kendra.

Then they started to sing. "I'm a Barbie girl, in a Barbie world."

"Stop calling me that." Kendra growled.

"Awh but that's a beautiful name, babe." One of the guys winked.

I turned back to Kendra with a small smile. She just rolled her eyes.

"Why do they keep calling you Barbie?" I asked. I think I knew because of the blonde hair and blue eyes, but I just wanted to make conversation.

"It's a long story." She said, looking at me.

"We have an hour's lunch, is that plenty of time to tell me?" I asked, smiling.

Kendra closed her eyes and put her head back.

"Well....