1983
Y/n's p.o.v.
Sandy is still behind me and Katy.
I was running fast as hell, it was like a horror movie, where the person runs from the killer, but I don't give up. But it was funny as hell too.
"Y/n slow down, I think I'm gonna fucking throw up!" Katy yells at me while she clutched on to me tighter, as if her little life depended on it.
"Yeah y/n slow- slow down. Please, I don't think I can run anymore." Sandy says while stopping and putting her hands in her knees, out of breath.
"Alright, I'll slow down." I say while stopping and turning around to look at Sandy.
She then just sits on the curbside while wiping sweat off of her forehead.
"Sandy, hurry the hell up, we have like five more minutes until our first class starts!" Katy yells at Sandy.
"Yeah I don't really feel like being late to school on the first day back. And I bet you don't either, and you might meet a boy." I say continuing after Katy, while rolling my eyes.
"One more minute please, thank you." Sandy says taking her backpack off and opening it to get her water bottle, and take a sip.
"Katy, get off my back, please." I say pushing Katy of my back.
"Sandy get on my back now." I say walking to Sandy, in frustration.
"Okay." Sandy says jumping on my back.
"What am I gonna do with this?" Katy asks me while I hand her my backpack.
"Oh, I don't know, maybe for carrying it for me, god, just carry it, okay. Okay." I say in a sarcastic tone.
"Okay, now that we all fully understand, let's go. Come one!" Sandy says.
And we start running to school.
{A/N- wakey, wakey, it's time for school}
*time skip*
We finally see the school.
Sandy isn't the easiest person to carry. She isn't a big person or anything. She is just tall as hell.
"How are you not tired yet y/n!" Katy yells at me, trying to catch up with me.
"I don't know! I just have a lot of energy this morning! I woke up late, too! So I guess that's why?" I yell back at her.
"Oh that explains why you looked like a mess, when you peeked your head out of your window!" Sandy says, laughing at remembering the way my hair looked.
"Yeah, that's wh- thank fucking god, finally the school!" I say while slowing down and then stopping at the front doors to Aberdeen High.
"Thanks for the ride, y/n." Sandy says opening the door.
"Yeah thanks!" Katy says with her chest heaving up and down. Then walking in with Sandy.
"Yay, how exciting the first day of school!" I say sarcastically, while taking a deep breath, when I walk in.
Then I start going to the office for my schedule, but I bump into a boy, while doing so.
"Oh, I'm sorry, excuse me." I say to the boy with a light smile.
"Oh its not that big of a deal, it's alright." he says, reflecting my smile.
The boy has bright dirty blond hair. It was at least right above his shoulders. He was probably five feet and ten inches, skinny, and bright blue eyes.
I reach for my backpack, well when it was there.
Katy still has it.
"Oh, shit my backpack. Um see you later I guess?" I say patting the kids shoulder.
"Yeah I guess." he says smiling.
He has nice smile.
I smile back at him. Then run and snatch my backpack from Katy.
"Bye, see y'all at lunch if we don't have any classes together." I say giving Katy, then Sandy a quick hug.
"Bye y/n!" Sandy says walking away.
"Bye!" Katy says waving to me while trying to reach up with Sandy.
I go to the front office to get my schedule.
"Hey, I'm here to get my schedule." I say with a nice smile, to Mrs. Hall, the office lady.
"Hello, y/n, think you're going to have a good year this year?" She says while looking for my schedule, with a "let's not do what you did last year" look.
"Yeah, I hope so, but you know how she is, she starts them!" I say back at her in defense.
"I know, I know, but doesn't mean you should add on to it, here you go sweetie, hope you have a good first day." She says handing to me.
"You too, Mrs. Hall!" I say walking out.
I look down at my new schedule for the year.
"Great, I have math for first period." I say looking back up from the pice of paper,and start walking to the math class.
Room 126.
Then I start walking to look for it.
"Found it." I say to myself.
I walk in and sit in the second back row.
The kid I bumped into sat next to me.
The bell rings for your first class.
"Well I guess I was gonna see you later." he tells me while giggling a little bit.
Yeah I guess we where going to see each other later. But I'm not complaining or anything. He's kinda cute.
"Yeah I guess so." I say looking under my desk, checking for any gum.
And to my surprise, there isn't any.
"Why are you still wearing your backpack?" He asks me.
"Oh I don't know. I just forgot to take it off." I say sliding my backpack off my shoulders then laying it between my legs.
"Also, what were you looking for, under the desk?"he asks me.
"Just to see if there is gum, but there isn't any, so that's good." I answer him.
He then looks under his desk, comes up with a disgusted face.
"They didn't leave any gum for me!" He says jokingly, and I just laugh at it. "Also I didn't get your name earlier. But I'm Kurt, Kurt Cobain. The coolest kid you'll ever meet!" Kurt says and then put more enthusiasm while he says "ever".
More like the childish kid I'll ever meet. But that's okay. He's probably an "outcast" too, because we have the best humor.
"Well hello Kurt I'm y/n, y/n l/n (last name). And I think I'M the coolest kid. But I'll let you believe what you want to believe." I say to him mockingly.
"Sure, but I'm pretty sure I am." He says smiling.
He has the most fucking adorable smile, that I've ever seen.
"Okay class, I'm your math teacher, Mrs. Leers. And I expect a good first day. I want you to talk to the person next to you. And get to know them better because you'll sit with them for the rest of the school year." Mrs. Leers tells us.
"Okay, Kurt, uh, whats your favorite color?" I ask him.
"Well I don't really have a favorite color. But if I had to pick one it would be black. It's more simple."He tells me while looking up at the ceiling then back up at me.
"Oh that's nice my y/f/c (your favorite color) is my favorite color." I tell him.
"That's nice, do you think you wanna have lunch together y/n." He asks me while rubbing his neck.
Ill check to see if he is a popular kid, but he probably isn't.
"Do you like the popular kids and sit with them?" I ask because all of them try to start drama for no reason. And it's very annoying. Also, the queen of basic, likes to do that with me the most.
"Oh god no. No, they hate me,I hate them." He says with a face of disgust looking at me.
"Then, yes, I would like to eat with you at lunch. But can my friends sit with us?" I ask him.
"Yeah, but do your friends like the popular kids and sit with them?" He says smirking at me.
"No, same with me. I hate them they hate me. Me and my friends aren't popular which I'm glad about." I say thankfully.
"I have never seen so happy to be an outcast." He says smiling and shaking his head.
"I mean I think being popular is dumb. There is no point of it." I tell him.
"Yeah I guess." He says.
"Alright class, enough taking to your neighbor. We are now going to talk about what we are going to do for this semester." Mrs. Leers tells us.
"This is going to be so fucking boring." I whisper to Kurt.
"Yep." He says nodding his head then turning his attention to the teacher.
Me and Kurt are definitely going to be friends. And plus he is so adorable.
A/N- I wrote 1047 words. More words than I have done for an essay. I enjoy writing this story more than eating. And I love eating. But the next chapter/part is gonna be lunch. I'm going to try and publish it around three hours through five hours. Also sorry for the 1st grader title.