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part 1

I wake up with sweat rolling down my back, heavy breathing and tears running down my face. My heart is pumping extremely fast in my chest making it hard to breathe. I take in deep breaths to try and calm myself down but not succeeding. It was only a dream I kept repeating to myself in my head as I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. It was only a dream. I look over at the red numbers on my alarm clock that read 5:45 am. I have my alarm set for 6:00 for my first day at east valley high. I throw my legs over the edge of my queen sized bed taking a second to gather myself and make my way to the bathroom. I take a shower and when I exit the steamy room the cold air hits my face feeling like heaven to my burning hot skin. I dry off and put on a black shirt and tuck it into my ripped jeans. I feel the fabric sticking to my skin as I did an awful job at drying myself off. I take a blow dryer to my dark brown hair and then start to straighten it.I move schools around a lot since I'm in the foster system so I shouldn't get too nervous. I'm used to being the new girl. I have only lived with this woman named Molly Manson for about a year now .She thought it would be a good idea to take a break from school for a while so I did. She is really nice but sometimes she makes me feel like she is replacing my mom who passed away seven years ago when I was ten with my father and little brother as well.

I finish my hair and add a little mascara to my flat lashes from the tears that had them stuck together. I brush my teeth and rinse off my toothbrush before putting it back in the cup . I make my way down the stairs and grab my backpack off the floor. I look at the time and see that it is now 7:00. I have to be at school by 8:00. It is a thirty minute drive from my new house to the school. I don't have a car but Molly lets me use hers. I walk into the kitchen and she tosses me the keys ''be careful Stella and have a good first day" Molly calls out as I'm walking out the door "I will" I reply letting the door shut behind me. I hop in the car and put my bag and my text book in the passenger seat. I start the engine and head to the school. Thirty long minutes later and I am pulling into a parking lot and trying to find a parking spot. I find a spot kind of close to the front and get out throwing my backpack over my shoulder and clutching my textbook to my chest.

I lock the car doors on my way into the big school. It is one of the biggest schools I have ever stepped foot in. I walk down the hallway and pull out a piece of paper that was tucked in my text book that has my locker number and combination on it. I am scanning the blue boxed numbers with my eyes glancing back down at the number every once in a while because for some reason I cannot remember 504....505....506....507. My eyes track over to the next locker to see the number 508 on the top. I look down to see a girl and a boy making out in front of it. She is leaning against the lockers and he is standing in front of her. He has a rose tattoo on his neck placed nicely behind his ear and she is a pretty blond girl with the body of a goddess.

They are basically eating each others faces. I walk over towards them and clear my voice with a cough. His hand rests on her waist as she pulls him closer to her by the collar of his shirt." Um excuse me I think this is my locker" I say in a nice voice with a smile on my face neither one of them move they just continue to make out. The hallway is busy with people milling around and I don't want to cause a scene. "Um, I need to get to my locker please" I repeat nicely still with the same smile making sure to be as nice as possible. Still no acknowledgement that I am there. I do have good patients but they are not the best at times like these. The fact that I am standing here wasting my time trying to be nice to people who obviously dont give a rat's ass about anyone but themselves makes me angry. I grip the sides of my math textbook that the school gave me with one hand on each side. I pull it backwards and sling it forward to hit the locker right next to mine making a loud boom throughout the whole hallway and sending vibrations through my hands and up my arms.

The two self absorbed people that had their tongues down each other's throats jump at the noise. I bring my math book back up to my chest and wrap my arms around it holding it tightly against me. "You guys are in front of my locker" I say, giving them a smile and being as nice as possible, once again. The girl is looking at me with her mouth dropped open showing her swollen lips and the boy has the rudest look on his face that I believe that I have ever seen. "Just let me put my books and stuff away then you can get back to what you were doing" I say, shrugging my shoulders and letting out a little laugh still smiling at them.

The girl puts her hand on his chest after giving me a glare and looks up at him " bye Caleb see you later" she says while batting her eyelashes and slipping out from under him making her way down the hall. Her heels clicking obnoxiously loud against the tile floor. He still stands there and if I heard the girl right then his name is Caleb. He turns to look at me with a scowl on his face and I'm still just smiling waiting for him to get out of the way. He takes a step towards me. I dont budge from my spot. Just because he looks scary doesn't mean I'm going to let it affect me." Since when do you tell people what to do around here?" He asks with his deep husky voice. I look up at him and we are about a foot apart. "Well I didn't exactly tell you to move I asked nicely first and you didn't seem to respond to that so I had to choose a different route" I say smiling and moving towards my now free locker. I get on the tips of my toes and began to put in my locker combination 24-45-18....24-45-18. Turning the lock and hearing the clicking sound within the metal door.

I keep looking back down at my sheet trying to remember it. The locker door pops open and Caleb is still standing to my right staring at me like he's expecting something from me. I shove all the stuff I don't need for classes into my locker. Along with my abnormally heavy textbook that actually came in handy for something." Well next time don't be so obnoxious about it" he says with a blank stare and no emotion but anger swirling in his irises. I turn my head to look him dead in his grey eyes smiling and nodding to myself "well next time stay out of my way " I say, slamming my locker door closed and turning to walk towards my first class when I realize everyone is looking at me. No not looking at me staring at me.

A/n

I just want to let anyone know who doesn't understand the picture with the name on it is the point of view it is coming from so if there is a picture of Caleb then its his point of view.

Does that make sense??