Secrets

Chapter 1

As I walk down the seemingly endless corridors of this strange school, I notice a few things about the people here:
1. They all have their own groups
2. I don't fit in to any
3. I must be a freak of nature at this school
All I see is eyes. Eyes staring at me. Nothing sticks out to me at this school and I hate it. There is no way I am going to make any friends today.
"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!" I say, looking up to the person I bumped into. And then I see it. Perfection. From the large glasses hiding his icy blue eyes to the perfect teeth that make his smile blindingly white. I shake my head, looking down, and thinking, "Do not make this into a cheesy love story, Josie! There is no way he is going to like you."

"Oh, i-it's fine." He says, kneeling down to pick up his books. I bent down to help him, accidentally brushing his hand. I looked down, embarrassed at the awkward contact. I stood up, brushing off my jeans. "Thanks for that... I'm guessing you're new here?"

"Uhmmm... Y-yeah, I am." I say, pushing my glasses up my freckle- covered nose, noticing he did the same. "C-could you help me find my next class?" I held out my schedule, tightening the grip on the sleeves of my loose grey sweater. He read the schedule for a second, nodding his head.

"I have the same schedule." He said, laughing nervously. I smiled, following him down the hallway to my- our next class. I took a seat at the back of the classroom, waiting for the teacher to start the class. "Uhm..." I looked up quickly, noticing the boy take a seat beside me. "I-I don't think I asked you your name..." He said, scratching the back of his neck.

"I'm J-Josie... What's your name?"

"I'm Logan." he said, grinning shyly.

"Well, nice to meet you... Logan." I laughed nervously, looking down at my black and white vans. I picked up my galaxy- patterned backpack and took out my art pad and pencils. I began to to draw the person I would like to be, not the shy, nerdy girl I have made of myself.

"What's that?" The book was ripped from my hands. I looked up angrily, wanting to face the pest that took my book.

"You..." I breathed out, feeling light- headed.