I walked into my first class.
World history.
I took my seat before I was noticed by the door.
"Hello class! Welcome to your first geography class! I am Mr. Stansmen! Welcome to your first day of senior year."
Today is introductions so i pulled out my book. I really didn't care how many girls went on vacations or guys went to basketball tryouts.
"-Katrina?" I looked up and every eye was on me.
"What?" My voice came out with a timid shake.
"Can you come up here and intoroduce yourself? Everybody else did." I blushed a dark red and walked up to the front of the class.
"Hey I'm Kat." I walked back to my seat. Mr. Stansmen scowled. "Give us some details of your life."
"What life?" A voice sneered from the front of the room. A few kids snickered.
Mr. Stansmen fumed, "Mr. Johnson! See me after class!" I silently thanked Byson because now the attention was away from me.
All but 4 sets of eyes were now on either on the teacher or on Byson. All but Lucas, Megan, Maddie, and Bella. The bell fianally rang and set us free.
A few classes went by as slowly as the first, and as painfully boring. Fianally it was lunch. I didn't eat much, mostly just read.
After lunch I walked to my locker and pinned my long aubern hair into a bun. I looked in my locker mirror and examined my round face and my dull grey-blue-green eyes. I would be pretty if I wore makeup but every time I tried it came out like a clown mask.
I jumped and turned when Bella and Maddie appeared behind me. "What do you want? To taunt me some more?"
They looked shocked. "No. We wanted to see if you were OK after what that guy Byson said," Bella said.
"Well im fine. Now do me a favor and go away."
"Ok" Bella walked off muttering.
The odd part was Maddie didn't leave.
"What do you want?!" Maddie spoke for the first time that day to somebody other that Bella, "are you really ok? Kat."
I looked at her with annoyance in my eyes, packed for my afternoon classes and walked away, slamming my locker door shut as I did. The rest of the day want on like any normal day. Mr. Finch taught law, Ms. Lawrence taught lit, Mrs. Grey taught english.
After school, I almost forgot i had the creative writing club thing. I packed my homework (which I had a conciderably high amount for it being the first day) and walked to room 783, a lab looking room but covered in notebooks and writing implements.
I was the first one there so I sat in the back of the classroom and read. The teacher arrived after me.
It was Ms. Lawrence, the lit teacher. She noticed me after about 30 seconds and descided it was in her best interest to speak with me.
"Hey Kat. How are you doing? Did you get here safe?"
I had to answer her at some point, "No i died a few times on the way over." She opened her mouth to say something then shut it when a group of kids came in.
They looked at me then at the teacher. My eyes widened when I saw Lucas come in. His aqua blue eyes found me, he smiled and waved. I had to admit I was a little irked when he sat by me. This is going to be an interesting creative writing class.
