Shouldn't Be Alone

Chapter 2

So here's my current situation... I am covered wet in Starbucks and my books and papers are all over the place after my "fight" with the mean girl named Alexis Gold. And I am still on the floor with a bunch of people whom which I don't know and I still haven't found my locker, at my new school. Fun right?

"I said move!" The girl voice says. I see a girl make her way towards me and helps me pick up my papers. "Thanks..." I say as I slowly start to look up at her, "oh, I'm sorry! Silly me! Um, I'm Hannah! Hannah James!" She said squeamishly. "Um... Hi. I'm Emma... Emma Willows. I'm new here..." I say very quietly.

Ugh, me and my stupid shyness. "I know... You were on my bus. And Blair's blog is buzzing all about you and Alexis' um... Problemo.." She says a little awkwardly. "What? Who's Blair? What blog? You live in my neighborhood?" I say. "Woah... Easy with the questions. But I'll answer them, 1) Blair is a big gossip who has her blog on the students here, she knows what's up at this school. 2) the blog is called OakNews, pretty plain right? 3) I do live near your neighborhood just 5 houses down and the first house on the left" she says almost out of breath.

"Oh... I'm sorry. It's just, I've been here for, what? 30 minutes? And I've already been talked about and I'm covered in Starbucks." I say miserably. We gather the last bit of papers and go and find my locker, the buzzing group of people final break and they head back to where they need to go. I text my mom to bring me a change of clothes, I decide not to tell her about the little "incident" so I tell her I had breakfast at school and tripped and it got all over me. "Oh cool we have the first few classes together! I can take you since you don't really know the place." Hannah says.

My locker isn't really far from the 900 hall and it's not too far from the science hall either. I've been too busy worrying about my classes and that stupid Alexis that I totally forgot about me. "Um I'm gonna have to stop by the bathroom because I cannot go in to ANY class looking like a zombie teenage girl who looks like she's been crying for 5 years" I say.

Hannah takes me to the bathroom and helps clean up what she can. The clothes, they can wait. She helps me with my natural look: mascara, a bit of eyeliner on the bottom eyelash section and some pink lipstick. My hair got wet too and it's extremely sticky so she gives me a hairband and I tie my hair in a ponytail. "Here. Take my sweatshirt, it'll cover up the majority of the mess-up here." She says giving me a light minty green sweatshirt. I go ahead and take it.

The Final bell rings and we both start scampering around to get to ELA class. I try to open the door slickly but I failed and made the loudest noise ever. Suddenly the whole class is looking at me, "Ah... late on the first day, aren't we?" The teacher says. "Well... Actually we aren't late. We made it just as the bell rang. Not as the bell ended ringing!" Hannah says defensively. "Hannah James, no smart talking. Detention, after school! Please sit down immediately!" The teacher snaps. "Yes, Mrs. Mayerson" Hannah says very glumly.

Now the class' attention is on me.
Oh great, just great! I thoughts.
"And whom may you be?" Mrs. Mayerson says. "I- I'm Emma. Emma Willows" I say shyly. "Well then... Welcome to Language Arts. And I hope this fiasco never happens again. We have high expectations here. Is that understood, Ms. Willows?" She says, "Yes, Sir- Ma'am. I meant ma'am." I say red-faced. The class gives a laugh and Mrs. Mayerson glares at them signaling to be quiet. I take a seat next to Hannah., and prepare to dread the next 50 minutes of class..