Hi everyone! Just one thing before I start writing the story: the title got it's name from the song The Wind Blows by the All American Rejects, which has nothing to do with the story, it's just the song I'm listening to and decided 'hey that's an awesome name, I should use it'. I might use some of the lyrics in the song, so if you know the song then you'd be able to identify them ^_^ Enjoy my story!

Here's the first chapter!!!

I thought that I had the suckiest life in my entire school until I walked into science that day.
When the bell rang and I stepped into my first period science class, nothing was out of the ordinary. The teacher was sitting at her desk, typing. The class started filing in through the door, filling the usually quiet classroom with... well, more silence. Probably the fact that it was a Monday. Once everyone got situated, Mrs. Callahan stood in front of the room and clapped her hands together.
"Hello everyone! I hope you had a good weekend. Joey, sit up, this isn't nap time. I have an announcement to make, guys. We have a new student to our class! Aaron, come stand up here and introduce yourself." From one corner of the room, a shape rose from it's darkened area and slowly walked up next to Mrs. Callahan. he had dark brown hair that fell over one of his eyes, and blue eyes.
Aaron looked shyly around the room, waved a little, then retreated to the corner of the room. "Woah, woah, woah. Go sit in your seat, young man. Right there next to Melody." Mrs. Callahan said to Aaron. Dangit. That was me. I shoved my backpack out of the empty seat next to me, and Aaron plopped down in it. He looked embarrassed, as if being in the light where people could see him was a bad thing.
"Okay, everyone, open up your books to page eighty-eight and start working on the questions." Mrs. Callahan went back to sit in her desk. She opened a drawer, searched for something, then shook her head and looked around her. She mouthed the words 'ah-ha' and picked up a basket full of brightly colored flashlights. It must have been what she was looking for.
"Why would she look in a drawer if she was looking for a basket of flashlights?" Came a voice next to me. It was Aaron. I shrugged and said, "It is Monday."
Mrs. Callahan instructed us to do the investigation on the next page and work with a partner once we finished the five questions and turned them in. I immediately moved toward my friend Emma to work with her.
"Melody?"
I turned around to see Aaron staring at me with wide, puppy-dog eyes. "Will you work with me?" He asked. I didn't really want to, but sat back down in my seat. Besides, Emma was working with her friend Kaitlyn. "Thanks. I hate new schools." Aaron pouted.
"We all do, man. Don't fret. You'll find friends," I assured him uncomfortably. "So, did they give you a schedule?"
"Oh, yeah. I memorized all the classes and teachers this morning." He listed his schedule and teachers.
"Wow, we have all the same classes. Weird. But you don't look like the person who'd be in jazz band... What do you play?" I asked.
"I play the guitar."
"Sweet, so do I."
"I bet that I'm better than you."
"Ooh, is that a threat?" I joked.
"You know it is."
We finished our investigation with five minutes left of class. Thank God. Since this class didn't have any windows, it was always hot and stuffy. Sometimes, in the summer, Mrs. Callahan would open the only door in the room, but it led to the hallway, so it was still really hot. Me and Aaron talked a little before the bell rang. Which was weird, because he was really cute, and I was really ugly, no matter how many of my friends try to tell me how pretty I am. I could feel some girl's glares behind my back. When the bell rang, I walked away from my desk, and left with Emma. "Did you finish?" I asked her.
"Uh, no," she replied. I turned around to see all of the girls crowding Aaron as he walked out of the classroom. They all giggled and tried to stand the closest to him. Even the girls who I know for sure had boyfriends were trying to get nearest to him. "Sorry, but, I have to go, uh... away now." Aaron said uncomfortably.
"Aw, why?" Said one girl, batting her make-up clad eyelashes.
"Um, I have to go talk to Melody." He replied simply. My heart skipped a beat.
"Why her? She's not even pretty!" Said my 'friend' Ally.
"Yeah, well, she doesn't crowd me, like you people! And you. I saw you holding hands with your boyfriend this morning, slut." Aaron pointed at Ally. She looked shocked and disappointed at the same time. Aaron walked up to my side, and said, "Holy crap, I'm glad that's over."