It's my first day of school today and I can already tell I'm not gonna fit in. I'm trying at my locker, when someone behind me says "do you need some help with that, mate?" I turn around to find a girl wearing a pale pink dress, her skin is as pale as the snow, but her dark black hair and her green eyes outstandingly looking at me. "Um sure" the girl asked asked my combination and put it in with ease. "Hi I'm Lindsay" the beautiful girl said. "Hi, I'm Emalee." The girl stopped for a moment. She gained a look of amusement on her face. Her green eyes staring into my dark brown eyes. "So you're the girl Luke got rejected by, he talked about you." How did she know. Wait, he talked about me. I didn't even reject him. Not on purpose anyway. "How do you know Luke?" I inquired. Lindsay replies "Luke is one of my best friends, I'm dating his best friend calum." Did this mean Luke went to school here? "Look at us were gonna be late, do you need help finding your class?" Lindsay asked. "Yes, I have English 3 with Mr. Wilson."
I said. "No way, me too. Okay let's get a move on and maybe later you could tell me why you gave one of the hottest boys in school a fake number." On the way to class I tell Lindsay everything. The bullying, my mom and dad, that day at Starbucks. "Wait, it was an accident you gave Luke the wrong number?" Lindsay gasped. I tell her how he never let me get a word in a target. "He's gonna love this" Lindsay giggled out. So that confirmed my theory, Luke absolutely goes to school here. And I'm absolutely gonna have to see him again. When we get to the class room Lindsay's sits down in a seat next to me in the back of the classroom. Lindsay sends me a note while Mr. Wilson lectures on about the rules and some project were gonna have to do for our first grade. The note clearly said 'Sit with me at lunch ;)' in bright pink ink. I decide to reply 'save me a seat :)' but my dark black ink and messy handwriting is nothing compared to her glamorous handwriting.
We pass the note back and forth a few more times.
'hey em what's your number?'
'803-***-***'
'ya sure? ;)'
'super funny.'
Mr. Wilson a man in his prime, with light blonde hair with grays in the mix decided that everyone was gonna tell their name and their favorite song. So when it came to my turn, I announced to the class "I'm Emalee Feild, And I like the song 'Adam's Song'." "Thanks for sharing Mrs. Feild." Mr. Wilson announced that for our projects we would be creating plays with the people in our rows. Lindsay and this boy who introduced himself as Ashton were in my row. We pushed our tables together and started talking about everything but the project. We got absolutely nothing done. Me and Lindsay got Ashton's number and decide to work on it at home. I have art next with Ms. Millwood, art has always been my favorite class. I stumble through the hallways after the bell and look for room 27. I couldn't find it so I asked the nearest person for help, a young girl named Julia. She seemed sweet. She has ombré hair, beautiful see green eyes, and an amazing smile. When I get to my class, I thank her && say good bye. Throughout the whole class I couldn't stop thinking about Luke. I hope everything turns out okay. The ringing of the bell awakens me from my daydream and I head with the mob of people to the cafeteria. Here we go.
