Looking in Her Eyes

Chapter 3

I walked as quickly and as calmly as I could to the bathroom. I didn't want to cause a scene, it's my first day afterall. I closed the door on the stall, put the cover down on the toilet and just sat there. 

Fighting the tears I thought about that day. Courtney and I were twelve. I remember my mom wouldn't tell me what happend to her, just that she was gone and I wouldn't see her again. It wasn't too long after that it was being talked about in the halls of school, and I found out what really happened. I asked my parents and counsellor how someone could do that to someone else. I asked if they thought about her feelings, or her parents feelings. I asked a lot of questions, and so did my counseller. I had her for two years.  I stopped seeing her in January. She was the first person I told about myself. One day we were talking abuout Courtney, and I admitted to being so hurt by it because I liked her. She helped me come out to myself, and then she helped me come out to my family and friends. I don't know where I'd be today if it wasn't for her. 

The echo of footsteps interrupted my thoughts - someone was coming in the bathroom. Great, how long was I in here anyway? I wiped the tears from my eyes and stood up. Then I saw someone walk by the stall, stop and walk back, stopping infront of me.

"Amy? Is that you?" I heard a familiar voice say from outside the stall. Who the hell was it?

"Yeah. It's me..." I said nervoulsy, still trying to think of who it could be.

"How are you? You looked so sad when you were leaving. I hope you're alright." the kind voice spoke again. 

"Uh. I'm alright... Who is this?" I questionned. I heard something close to a sigh, and then saw her turn to walk away. What, no. I want to know who this is. I waited to see if she was really going to leave before I burst out telling her to wait. She stopped there for what seemed like forever, although it was probably only a minute, then I saw her walking. I unlocked the stall and went after her. 

"Hey! Wait!" I called out. When I stepped out, I saw the back of someone with long brown hair leaving. I stopped when I noticed a sticky note on the wall next to the exit door. It read "Julia: 523-4824 <3"

So it was Julia. Julia from my class? Julia the gorgeous girl in my english class? Probably, but I didn't want to get my hopes up. I stuffed the note in my back pocket, tidied myself in the mirror, and headed for my next class: Math. Yay. Thankfully it didn't take me too long to find it, because when I got there the room was already half full. I took a seat next to the window again and looked outside thinking about what I would say to Julia if I called her. Maybe I'd text her. I don't think I had the guts to call her yet. 

The class grew quiet, which meant the teacher was probably here. I looked around and sure enough he was. I could feel someone looking at me, so I looked up to find who it was. There was Julia, sat across and one seat up from me. I smiled back and was about to say hi when the teacher spoke. 

"Okay so let's quickly take attendance." We went down through the same drill as english. He said everyone else's name and I had to raise my hand to inform him I was new. Last year I took an advanced class because the normal math was too easy. Ass soon as he started teaching today's lesson I realized I may need to request to switch the the advanced class, if they had one.