We were all in a classroom, filled with screaming and shouting. The smartest girl in the class was quite calm, studying a list of commandments in her binder. The girl who loves makeup and fashion, studies along with her. I look around as my gaze fell upon one of the boys who kept quiet. He had his hair gelled up in tiny spikes, and it looked cute on him. I have a crush on him for some time now. Ever since the beginning of this year, I had found him quite attractive. But not because of his looks. I liked his personality. We had some pretty common things with each other. We don't talk as much as we used to before. But I'm not getting into that.
I grabbed a black dry erase marker and began to doodle on the desk. I have written the words, "It's the ones who are worth for to make them happy." It was on my mind for a while, and thought about it deeply. Middle school, the time where I first tried to love. But it somewhat didn't work out.
"Lorena, remember you can not write on the desk! You're wasting ink!" Mr. Mazzarano has told me, interrupting my thoughts. I put on the marker's cap and put it back to its basket. I cleaned the desk off with my sleeve and left it with no black marks. I turned around and listen to our teacher call off attendance. I waited until he passes my name and sit forward again.
"Ugh, I have a feeling today isn't going to be a swell day." I told myself, as if I am mentally retarded. The bell rings and I get up, go out of that room and went to my first period class. The hallways were filled with many students. The seniors, juniors and sophomores. It seemed like us, freshman, outnumbered all of the cohorts since I've seen many of us in the hallway. I may sound stupid, but that's how slow I am sadly. I went
near the door of my class and met up with new friends I've made along the way.
"Hey Katy!" I greeted and she responded back with a smile. "Hey Lorena, what's good?" I looked to a side and responded very dramatically. "It's so horrid! The first few weeks in this school and it is so dreadful!" She chuckled. I felt a tap on my shoulders and see one of my great friends I met during the summer. "Nevaeh! Hi!!" I hugged her a lot and she did the same. "Oh my god, Lorena! Hi! What's up? How you've been?" She did that cute face when she is super excited about something. The dimples on her dark colored face showed a lot. I looked at her outfit for a minute and she was wearing the only type of clothing Nevaeh is obsessed with. Ripped Jeans, Casual Shirt with a pair of Adidas shoes.
"School has been horrid. Especially my classes because of the students."
"Oh god, same here! These kids are just full of crap, honestly. Ever since September, we were so calm. Now it's like a disaster, just because we're halfway through freshman year."
Nevaeh and I exchanged facial expressions, while looking at other freshman groups. I took my gaze off of them and looked at the upperclassmen. There's this one senior I heard that she has an amazing voice and obviously she is a Vocal major. As you can see, where I go to for school is an Arts school. It has Vocal Music, Instrumental Music, Drama, Dance and Art. Eh, pretty obvious. I'm already a Vocal major and I want to pursue my career as a singer. I am also interested in Music Therapy, which also is my second career if the first one doesn't work out.
Nevaeh is also a Vocal major so I have it with her for the last class of the day. I see our teacher coming in our way, and I prepare myself coming inside the classroom. "See you later!" She then goes off to her class and I chuckled lightly.
This class was a little long, since our teacher wanted us to do presentations on the cellular membrane. It took time for a while and made us get out a few minutes late. I put away my binder on the shelf and make my way out of class. I meet up with my friends, like the usual. We all chatted for a while and I looked around like always. I see a strawberry blonde haired girl, who I think it's a freshman. She was making these faces, which I found extremely funny. She was hanging out with a girl with short black hair. She looked kind of cool. Something gave me a feeling that I would talk to them one day. I look at my watch and see I have a minute to go to class.
Next class we have is Algebra, which is beyond my favorite class. I am very smart in that subject. I always understand the concepts, formulas and basically everything. I walked to the class and get my seat.
An hour and a half passes by.
The bell rings and I go to my swimming class. I remember that I have left my swimming suit in my locker to dry and forgot to bring my goggles. I might as well ask for some. I walked down the staircase and a strong scent took over my nose. The smell of Marijuana or any kind of drug. Probably weed. I ignored the smell and kept on walking. As I reached the swimming pool area, I got to the changing area and met up with the girls I have for this class. I took off my clothes and I am left with my undergarments. I fold my clothes and put them in my locker. I take off my panties and put my swimsuit fast. With it on, I unclasp my bra and take it off. I put both the panty and bra in my locker.
With two of my scrunchies, I pulled my hair down into a low bun. I take out my cap and wrap it on my head. I, then, find a bathroom stall, turn on the warm water and got in to clean myself for the pool. I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around my wet body. I grabbed my pair of flip flops and I walked towards the pool and got in. I placed my towel on top of the stairs that goes in the pool. I warm up and the teacher starts our lesson.
I felt the water rush and I liked the feeling. I laid my back on the water, floating. I hear my teacher say that class is over and to change. I swam to the stairs and get out. I felt this pulling feeling, which was my swimsuit all wet and heavy. I grabbed my towel, wrapped myself with it and go back to the changing room. I quickly get in the shower stall and turned on the water. The hot stream of water beams at my petite body and I sighed in pleasure. I stripped down my swimming suit and I am naked. I wet my suit and clean it. I squeeze it for the water to get out. It is a little wet so I put it to aside and grabbed my towel to cover my body. I get out and went to my locker.
Worst part about this class is that I need to manage my time very fast, since I have class next. I take off my cap and my hair got a bit wet. I grabbed my brush and start to untangle my hair fast. As I did that, I quickly put on my shoes and grabbed my bag and coat. I walked out of the room and ran up the stairs to go to my next period class. The horrid smell before has gone and I could breathe normal again. I walked to my English class and was a little late. I get in and take out my binder and work on the class work.
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I'm now in the cafeteria and sitting beside with all my friends. Nevaeh is sitting next to me, Lily and Liliana are sitting across from me, Nick was standing and Brenda was sitting down diagonally from me. We were all eating chicken bits with beans. The twins, Lily and Liliana, were talking about YouTube videos and Nick was talking crazy about pepper challenge. I felt a cold wind and noticed I was near an open window. I grabbed my coat and put it on. I continue eating my food and drink chocolate milk.
Nick goes to the window, takes some snow and throws it to Nevaeh. She squeals and laughs. She does the same and some snow gets on my hair. I was a little bothered by it, but I brushed it off. I usually have my moments when I start thinking about stuff very deep, and now it was happening. I liked to know how my 4 years in this school would be like. Would it be fun? Would it be bad? What if I met the love of my life? So many questions and so many answers to find.
Guess I have to find out.
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Will you be my Forever?
Teen FictionA fifteen year old, Lorena Jackson, finishes her freshman year and accomplished her first year of high school. A very long and complicated one. Bullying, friendship break ups and most all, heartbreaks. As her road to success still continues, she com...
