New Girl

A Great Ending To My Perfect Day

High school sucks. I had already made an enemy and it was only my first day. I had also made a fool of myself twice in front of Adam, why didn't I watch where I was going. I bet if I had none of these stupid things would've happened.

I'm not looking forward to going home either. My dad is probably still at work pretending I'm invisible. On the bright side it's sunny outside. I can walk home with out freezing or getting completely drenched.

It's a nice neighborhood I guess. Not a lot of cars, no busy streets, and lots of trees. It's nothing like where I used to live. There's no beach that I can walk to, I hear it rains a lot, and there are no local shops.

The dismal bell, aka the bell releasing me to my doom, rang. I swear it's like there is 10,000 kids in the hallway now. If you are one of the unlucky kids who makes a wrong step you'll be knocked to the floor and trampled.

I can name some of those unlucky kids for you, like the small, red-haired girl, with freckles all over her face, who just tripped over her long hand made skirt or what about the innocent, brown haired boy, who forgot he had to do someone else's homework because he was up all night studying for his science finals. He got pushed to the ground and everyone just laughed, his notes scattered across the floor. If you don't fit in the popular standard this school will eat you without regret then spit you out because you weren't good enough for even that.

Fifteen minutes went to quickly. I never wanted to see the bright red door that looks as if it was just slapped onto the front of my house again. Unfourtunatly the walk from school is only fifteen stinking minutes.

As I had guessed, my dad had left a note saying he wouldn't be home till late because of work. I was basically alone for the next like 14 hours until it was time for school in the morning. I don't really mind being left to do my own thing, but it would be nice to talk to someone about my day. I had to face the facts, my dad was nothing like my mom.

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Ugh! This house is so freaking boring. I hate it here. The stupid school, the stupid house, and the stupid parent. I want to be back in New Jersey, with my friends and my mom. I want it to go back to normal.

I don't care if I can't go back, I'm certainly not sitting in this house any longer. I got and stomped down the stairs.  I continued to stomp right over to the door, then I pulled it open. The door slammed shut behind me as I walked out.

There was one little problem about going somewhere else. I don't know where anything is.

I guess a walk around the block counts as getting away for a bit. Yeah, that couldn't hurt.

Where the hell is my jacket. Oh, found it and out the door I go.

There are trees everywhere, it's beautiful. I wish my friends were here to see this, the people are just so different here.

"Ow!" What the hell did I trip over.

"Okay April, we seriously need to discuss the proper way to greet people." Why the hell does this keep happening?

"I'm sorry, I'll watch where I'm going next time." I really was not in the mood to continue our conversation from earlier I just wanted to finish my little adventure.

"Hey April, wait a sec." Great what does pretty boy have to say now. I did not just call him pretty boy, come on April, remember he is a dumb jock that can't count to ten.

"I get it you're more important than I am, but I already said sorry and I promise it won't happen again." Please just leave me alone.

"Come on, I just want to talk." I felt his hand snake around my wrist. I better be dreaming, he did not just do that.

"You have five seconds to get you hand off my wrist." I hissed at him with my teeth clenched.

"Okay I get it, don't touch April." He had his hands up as if were pointing a gun at him.

"Nice talk Adam, bye." Once again I felt his hand on my wrist.

"I thought we had established the don't touch April rule." I snapped at him.

"Okay, the rule starts now." Once again he held up his hands in surrender and I begin walking away again, but his freaking hand grabs my freaking wrist again.

"The don't touch April rule has been established, get your freaking hand off me." He was walking on the ice right now.

"Okay, I promise I won't do that again if you just wait a sec so I can talk to you." He is such a freaking jerk.

"Fine, you have two minutes starting now." I'll just tune him out.

"Look, I get it my friends are jerks, and I know you don't believe, but I am not like them. Just give a chance. I understand you're the new girl in town and it's hard, but you can't just block people out. Remember I'm the one that got you at of the janitor's closet." He doesn't even get it.

"Oh, so now I am in your debt. Don't you dare say you understand what it's like for me here and that I'm trying to block people out. You don't even know why I am here and believe me I had no say in the matter. So don't you dare say you get it because you don't even know the half of it." I hate it here.

"How am I supposed to understand if you won't even give me a chance?"

"You know I've learned a bit about  people like you, you say you are different, but you are just like your friends, stuck up jerks. I believe your two minutes are up." Goodbye jerk.

"April, just wait a sec." Yeah, like I'm gonna wait for you.

I continued my walk home, never looking back over my shoulder.