It was a bright and early Monday morning. I walked along the cracked old sidewalk on the way to my bus stop. Today was the first day of high school. I've gone to a couple "Open house" nights, so of course I know quite a bit about the school already. Although it's new, and different so I don't expect myself to remember the layout. I hope that the teachers and other students would understand that. In fact, I think that was my biggest concern, getting lost and being late for class.
The bus arrived, and I got on as usual. I was used to taking the bus, since I'd been doing it since Junior High school. I sat on the bus, listening to music, again as usual. Finally it got to my stop. I took a deep breath, and got off right in front of my new school for the next three years.
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I walked onto the campus slowly, butterflies- no, a hurricane twirling in my stomach. I knew that some of the people from my old school would be here, but I never really talked to most of them. I was pretty quiet for the most part.
I walked past bunches of people, staring, trying to find someone I knew well enough to talk to while at the same time, trying not to look like a creep. Suddenly, like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, I spotted Carly. She was one of my best friends in Junior High, and we shared a ton of interests. I sped up my pace, to go greet her.
"Hey Carly!"
She turned her head slightly so she could see me, and waved.
"There you are. I thought I'd never find you, there's so many people here."
I smiled, relieved to hear her quiet, calm voice again.
We chatted for a while, to catch up with each other about some things that happened over the summer. We're both not really that active, usually playing computer games and such. Although she does have a lot of pets, including a super adorable horse.
Soon the bell rang and swarms of people began to file into the school.
"Where do you wanna do your work?" I asked, pulling out a paper with the floor plan.
"I think I'll try the library, wanna come with me?" She said, pointing to it on the map.
"Yeah sure, I'll look for you there."
With that, we parted ways and head off to find our lockers. I found it, unloaded all my belongings and the proceeded to my assigned teacher's office.
This school is kinda different. It's more of an independent learning system. There are no homerooms, just seminars and such. At the beginning of the year, you get assigned a teacher who will help you figure out what's best for you. They help with plenty of things, like time management, and making sure you finish things on time. There are also classes, like math, science, all that normal stuff. Except the teachers don't really teach. They just wait there and if you really don't understand something you can ask. But for the most part students just sit there and do their work independently.
After meeting with my teacher, and doing all sorts of introductory stuff I finally grab some of my work and head to the library. It seems way too loud to be a library, lots of students are inside, talking while working. I walk around the room aimlessly until I feel someone tug my arm. It's a familiar pain, Carly's sharp nails.
"Ouch, didn't see you there"
"Blind.." She mutters.
"So are you,"
