I am dressed for school. Growing up, I have always grew up with dresses, skirts, and such bright colors. I have grown up and get into my car. I brought my car from England so my mother would not have to waste more money on me for a new car. My car is a 2014 Black Jeep Grand Cherokee. I see, well I assume, students driving to school. Mother has placed me into a private school for high school students.
I pull up the high school and get out of my car and head towards the front of the entrance. Strangers look at me as if I am happy care bear. I find the office and see a very young woman sitting there doing paper work.
"Hi, I'm a new student that just transferred here. May I please get my schedule?" I politely ask smiling.
"Name and grade", She stated.
"Lily Stirling. Senior." I responded.
She was looking at her computer screen through her glasses for a minute typing away. She moved from her desk to the printer to receive my schedule.
"Here dear. Your locker is 315. I know you will love it here. Just a warning, do not become friends with the wrong people.", she looked at me seriously.
"Thank you .. ", I smiled back at her and turned my back towards her fast walking away from her. Wrong people? I frown at what she said to me. Everyone is normal.
I found my locker and put my requirements into it. I hear whispers around me talking about me. What's so bad about bright colors?
"Hello!" A very cheery blonde girl said from behind.
I yelped and threw my papers into the air landing onto the floor. I put my hand over my heart from the scare. She had snuck up behind me.
"I'm so sorry!" she said gathering my papers handing it over to me.
"It's just that you gave me a fright." I panted.
"You have a British accent! Very nice. My name is Ciara LockWood and yours?" Ciara asked.
"Lily Stirling." I extended my hand to meet hers.
"Come on, I'll show you around!" she exclaimed.
My eyes wandered the school's features and observing while she was telling me where is where. I pretended to listen to her and look as if I understood. The bell has rang and we went our different ways. She insisted that I sat with her at lunch, I agreed.
First Session, English.
I walk in class and take a seat next to the window. Students piling into the class. The same guy that I rammed into at the book shop walks in. He stand out from others, well particularly due to his clothing style. Other students wear casual clothing while he has this mysterious edge. He took a seat right behind me.
"Happy Thursday! We have a new student in class, Lily Stirling, and she has just transferred here from England. Lily, please come up here and introduce yourself." Mrs.Voe said.
I walk up to the front and see everyone looking at me.
"Hi I'm lily and I'm from England. I love to play the piano, write, sleep, dance and exercise. Rain is not best weather for me but I will survive. I hope my last month here as a senior are filled with good memories." I smiled walking back to my seat.
Mrs.Voe got right to business and started her lesson. I could feel the mysterious boy from behind just observing and watching me. I could not concentrate due to his presence. Time has flown by that I did not notice the bell ring. I got my belongings and left the room. I moved onto my next 3 sessions and lunch has arrived. I found Ciara sitting with two other girls.
"Hi I'm Winter! I'm from California" a blonde girl with blue eyes said.
"I'm Summer! I'm from here" a brunette with green eyes said.
Winter has the typical Californian tan while Summer is pale. I giggle how their names should be for one another.
"Our moms were best friends since childhood. That's why we are named with season names." Winter said.
"Nice to meet you loves. My name is Lily and I'm from England." I respond.
"Lily, you've met my brother right?" Ciara looking behind me.
"Sorry? No I don't believe so" Turning around, I face the same guy from the bookshop incident.
"Lily this is my brother, Asher LockWood. Ash, this is Lily Stirling." Ciara said.
I just gazed at him not moving my eyes from his eyes. His hair messy in an attractive form. He nor did I say anything to each other. Our eyes not daring to move from each other. This boy is her brother?