The One

Popular?

My first few weeks in school were actually alright. I felt a change in myself. I worked in school, turned in my homework and was a bit kind with people, things that I hadn't done in a while since I was just very unhappy and furious with myself and my life at the time.

In school I talked to most of my classmates by now, they were about twenty five and I talked to about 15 already, they were the nearest seated to me, the rest were in the other half of the room in which included a group of friends who seemed close and in it was the girl with an amazing smile, the one I saw the first day standing up. As I noticed by hearing about her or hearing her in the room, she was intelligent, innocent, calm, really sweet and friendly. Unfortunately I still didn't get the chance to talk to her nor with her close friends. I kind of saw that she was dating someone from the class, a wanna be, it was hard to tell if she was going out with him, they weren't close, didn't really talk a lot.
Sometimes I would turn to see her but she didn't really look like she cared of me, being new. like the rest of the girls or at least it didn't seem like it. I got along well with the classmates I talked to. They helped me out with all the works since I didn't get much of it since I was still a beginner in Spanish. I couldn't say I had what would be considered friends yet.

Every recess most of the guys from 7th, 8th, and 9th grade (there was only one classroom of each grade at the school) went to the small indoor soccer field (which didn't even have a roof) to play and a couple of guys from my class wanted me to play, I didn't hang out with them because like the rest of my classmates, they were a bit childish and innocent, too innocent specially a some what chubby guy who got bullied a lot by everyone but he seemed cool with it, but with soccer I began to hang out with them more. I noticed that the actual cool guys who are more like me in terms of character and personality were the 9th graders, the ones who ruled middle school. The 8th graders were the type of people who were popular in and outside of school, like in social networks, the girls were what would be popular in social networks and the guys were wanna be's. My goal once I knew this, was to hang out with them because I decided since I'm new it would be easy to become popular and well why not? This way people would want to get more along with me and so.
The 8th grade girls whose classroom was next to mine began talking to me one day as I was headed to the classroom from lunch. Boom. I was already known by them as the new guy, they really wanted to get to know me and one of them was really really cute but since she was older and I had no game I knew I didn't have a chance. Either way I would really try to talk to her. They both seemed to enjoy me by the way they laughed but I had to go to class as the teacher went in.