The Dork

The Cap;

Starting the new semester last year in January of 2018, was a big change for me. New people, new classes, new teachers. On my way to my 6th period Biology class, I stumbled upon my, what's going to be, new teacher. My old teacher was said to be a long term sub. After my new teacher came in, everybody was relief that my old one left. I forgot her name but she was an old woman. A mother in fact. Her hair, white as the snow. Face, wrinkled as a tree stump. Her legs was what gave me the most guilt. I was always hating her. Mostly because she would always called me out and tell me how disruptive I've been or how loud I've been talking which made me mad due to the fact that I talk loud to the subject that was given to me. I was a naturally loud person so I didn't mind it. It didn't make me guilty until she told the story of how she twisted her leg.

"I was in the shed," I remembered her saying, "I wasn't paying any attention to my surroundings and when I looked back I tipped over and with my leg in a weird position, it snapped as I fell to the ground."

I was horrified. That must have been such a scary experience. I always knew she was nicer at heart. As long as I did my work, she never really bothered me with any excuses. As to other students, they always bullied and made fun of her. I did too and I'll admit it, but I never took it any further than other people. They would sometimes say, "I wish she would die." Hearing those words in the hallways made me angry but I couldn't do anything about it. It really wasn't my business to get into. People have the right to think and do whatever I want. Like when I first walked into my 6th period to find my new teacher, stretching her neck out from behind her computer screen, telling me to look for my seat. It was projected on the screen but confusing to read. Upon finding my seat I saw a new person sitting in front of me. He was in my "group" for labs and activities we do. My first thoughts were, "Damnit! I'm sitting next to this dork?" It made me wonder why the teacher would ever put me with this kid. As a matter of a fact, why would she put me with someone I don't even know? He was an average white boy who seemed to be very smart. He was wearing a long sleeve shirt that he rolled up to about his elbow length. He was tall. Maybe taller than 6 feet. I forgot what bottom he wore but what caught my eye the most was his baseball cap. Fun! A guy who's on the baseball team. Honestly, all I wanted was his cap. I made my way to my seat. I sat down quietly and tried not to say anything weird like, "hey dork," to make him hate me on the first day of the semester. We sat there quietly for a few minutes and all of a sudden, one of my best friend, Nadia, walked in with a whole introduction. In my head I told everyone I didn't know who she was but I, of course, caught her eye and hell was then released.

"OMG! HEY ALYTA!"

Oh god. I remembered him just busy on his phone. The whole time he just sat there as if Nadia didn't even walk in.

"OMG! I have you in this class?"

"Yeah. We have a new teacher, did you see?"

She quickly turned around to find the teacher and burst out yelling, "OH! HI! I'M NADIA." I was so embarrassed I didn't know what else to do but to grab her by the hand and turned her back around to ask why she was being so loud. Of course I knew why. Being loud was just Nadia's personality and I didn't want to change that because that's just what's best about her. Her loudness makes me laugh whenever I feel like I want to jump off a bridge. Nadia took a seat next to me even though her seat was all the way across the room. I don't remember what we were talking about but it was about some tea she had about one of my old friend Catherine. Catherine was a girl I dated back at the time. It lasted a few weeks and we broke up because I caught her cheating on me with another girl and also because I had feelings for some other person. You're probably wondering why I was dating someone I didn't like? It was mostly because I wanted to get over the person that I liked at the time. One of my other friend had a crush on him so I didn't want to be a bad person to go around and steal their friends crush. Yes, it sounds like a whole high school drama with everyone stealing each other's boyfriends and fighting because of a guy. They wanted nothing more but a guy's attention and honestly, it was. The year was honestly a disaster.

A few minutes later, the bell rang and everyone, including Nadia, was asked to be in their assigned seat. Nadia gave me a nasty look before she left saying, "f**k. I don't want to sit there with those people." I knew what she was trying to say and laughed. The class started and people were talking and yelling until our teacher asked us to settle down.

"Hi everyone. My name is Mrs. Walh. Yeah, like the wall but spelled, W A L H." She said those words as she wrote them on the chalk board. I don't remeber anything else she said because all I was paying attention too was that guy's baseball cap. I want it.