Strings

-Chapter 3: My School-

Hey!
This is just in case, but by now you've noticed that chapter 4 might have possibly appeared before chapter 3. If this is the case, skip chapter 4 read this and then go back to chapter 4.
This is a possibility but that's just in the off-chance that it happens.

Aight Peace.
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*back to the present*

The bell rings in our school for first period.

As I said earlier, I go to Will Anderson High School, here in California.

It has 7 buildings in total, the first two meeting you after the parking lot has 2 floors. The bottom and top seperated for arts and science students, of which Chriss and I are Arts.

Normally, the Arts students stay at the top and the science at the bottom.

Anyways, like I said, the buildings are at left and right of the main school, leaving the middle with ample enough track for movement.

Then, ahead are two other buildings for the middle school students. Also with two floors like before.

Then there is a greenhouse for the plants and trees, a building for the teachers and staff of the school, and finally, the cafeteria.

The legendary cafeteria. [More on this later.]

So, after the bell rings, Chriss and I head out to go to our classes, of which we share together.

"So, what's good?"

"Bruh, Imma tell you what is good. So I was walking down the street yesterday, right."

"Mm, hmm"

"And I saw this gi-"

As Chriss spoke, a girl walked up to us.

She has blonde hair, flowing till her back. Blue eyes, eyes that you could get lost in and was fair in complexion, complementing her look. This girl was white but she didn't act like race matters, with the kind heart she has.

Though, with all these attributes, I didn't have feelings for her (at the time). Her name was-

"Oh, hey Summer."

"Hey!"

She called back to us. Summer was part of our friend group. Like, close friend group. That's why I didn't show feelings for her.

Anyways,

"What was I talking about?" Chriss said as he scratched his head.

"Yeah, so I was walking down the street, and I saw this girl right-"

"Was it me?"

"Ugh, no Summer, it wasn't you. You live at the other side. Now, if may continue without interruptions."

He looked at me and I made a zipping-my-mouth expression. Summer did the same.

"Thank you. So I saw this girl right, in the street. She was walking to Papi's Pizza Parlor to order and I followed her inside, with my,"