Beeeeeppppppp!!
I carelessy threw my arm over the side of my body, my fingers feeling my alarm clock for the "off" button.
5 more mintues!!!
As soon as my head hit the pillow, my mom swung the door open, letting all the light come into my dark room.
"Mom!" i said, letting her know I was pissed off.
"Come on! Get up! You don't want to be late for your first day at your new school!" My mom said, in that happy "baby voice"
All I could do was pull the covers over my head. Curious at what time it really was, I looked over on my dresser.
6:50
Shit!
I tossed my blankets on the floor, ran to my closet, and dug through my wrinkled clothes to find something to wear. When most of my clothes were on the floor, I found my favorite top and jeans. I shrugged my clothes on carelessy, threw on my gray converse, and ran down the stairs.
My mom, knowing I was nervous or upset about my first day at Richwood High, tryed to cheer me up.
"Don't worry, it'll be fun! You'll make new friends, meet some cute guys..."
"Mom!" I said. Doesn't every teenage girl repeat the same word on their first day of school?
I grabbed a granola bar and a bottle of water and ran out the door.
I should be taking a car...
At 17, I should have my own car! Ever since the accident with my dad, my mom wouldn't let me drive a car with her or by myself. All of my other friends back in Vermont were allowed to drive and I'd have to sneak rides with them.
Finally, I came up to the building. It was huge! I was getting kind of nervous. Who wouldn't be?
I started to wonder if I would make any friends....
I walked into the building, trying to find out where my class was.
Before I knew it, papers were scattered every where and books were on the ground. This was becoming a lot like the movies...
"Gosh, I'm so sorry!" I said, looking up to see who I bumped into.
"It's OK." she said.
I looked up to see a freckled-face with brunette hair.
"My name's Haley." I said, trying to introduce myself.
"Clara."
"Look, I'm really sorry..."
"It's OK, really. I should really watch where I'm going..." Clara said.
Finally, I saw a smile on her face. I didn't know why I was so relieved, I guess I just wanted to "fit in" and not screw everything up.
"So..." she said. "Are you new here? I don't think I've seen you..."
"Yeah, this is my first day." I said, hoping she'd show me around.
"Do you... need someone to show you around?" She said. I didn't know if she meant it or if she knew I desperately wanted her to ask me.
"Thanks so much, that would be great!" I said, showing her how thankful I really was.
We started to walk down the hall. It seemed everyone's eyes were glued on me as I walked by. They started to whisper. Not like they were actually whispering, I could hear everything they were saying.
"Look at what she's wearing..." I heard some girl say. I turned around and gave her that "don't mess with me" look.
"What room are you headed to?" Clara asked.
"356"
"Mee too!" She said. Maybe I made a friend after all.
When we walked in the room, Clara motioned me to a seat right next to her but like before, eyes were on me and the teacher called me to the front of the room.
"Haley?"
"Yeah, that's me." I said.
"I'm Mr. Peckner, welcome to Richwood High!"
O god... he sounded way to cheery at this time of the day.
"Thanks" I said. I didn't know if I was being rude?
"Class, this is Haley. She is our new student from Vermont."
I slapped a smile on my face, trying not to look like a complete idiot.
"Alrighty Haley, you can take a seat any where you'd like."
I sat down, in the seat next to Clara. (At least I had one almost-friend. I guess.)
When I turned around he walked into the room. And by "he" I mean the guy that I would truly fall in love with.
