Time to break out of my shell... I guess.

Chapter 1

Today is the first day of my senior year. I'm not looking forward to all the classes or all the drama that's going to come with the new school year. But I think I can handle it since I only go to school for 5 hours instead of 8. I bet you're wondering why I only go 5 hours. Its because I've gotten all of the credits I need to graduate early but I think that being here with people my own age I will be better suited for me... and I can start with my college courses here in high school. I will save you all the boring details of all the college courses I'm taking this year.

But as I was saying I only have to put up with the barbarians for 5 hours in stead or the 8. I go in an hour late, I have a hour for lunch, and get out of school an hour early... only to have to come back to school for marching band practice and then the murals that my art class and Spanish class decided that they would join for the semester and paint historical events in and around the school. It counts for 75% of our semester grade... and I need all the help I can get from this to make it into a good college.

Enough about school lets talk about how the day started...

 Flashback

The day started well and that's all good but then I got to school... I walked up to my locked and couldn't get it open luckily my best friend Jay was around to help me... He said it was no big deal but I was to embarrassed to say any thing after thanking him... but that's only the beginning...

The next thing I know is that I'm in class but I left my note book in my locker... I didn't have any pencils so I barrowed one and they said that since it was only the first day  they would just let it slide for today... I ran by my locker and grabbed a pencil for the next class. On my way though I bumped into one of the jocks and fell backwards... instead of laughing like they always did they made sure I was okay and helped me up... it turned out that we had the same class so we decided to sit together, but I noticed that all of class he avoided talking to me... I got it though, a jock talking to a nerd like me would draw attention to him so he had to act as if he didn't know me... well I didn't know his name so it was like we were total strangers...

It turned out we had the same lunch period also... he asked if I wanted to go to lunch with him... since we just met he wanted to get to know me better. I took him up on his offer and we went to a restaurant down the road from the school. While there we talked about what we like, about our past, and what we wanted to do when we went off to college.

When we got back to school we went to our separate classes. but we texted back and forth during class, he was in math and I was in English. we planed to meet up after school, but I was very hesitant to meet him but I told my friends where I was meeting him and they said they would bump into us there if it looked like it was trap... so I was okay with meeting him.

When I got to the place we were to meet he was no where to be seen... he texted and said that the teacher was holding him back to talk to him... when he finally arrived he looked like he was crying. I asked what the problem was and he said that he barely passed 11th grade because he had a low score in math and if he didn't pull it up this year he would be held back.

I told him that I would tutor him. He asked if there was something he could do in return and I told him that I had no intention of getting anything back. He told me that if there was anything he could ever do to let him know... and that's where my day ended and my band life... other than practice there was nothing that really happened. But when I got to murals I saw a familiar figure there... It was the same jock that I met earlier. I went up to him since he looked a little out of place and asked what he was doing. And apparently he was also helping with the mural that we are painting.

When the teacher said to pair up me and him already knew that we would work together. When he showed me what he wanted to paint he said the Spanish-American war. I told him it was a brilliant idea. We started to plan out what we would draw and where. By the end of the day we had our homework done and our mural ready to paint... We decided that we would talk more over lunch tomorrow. But until then we needed sleep. While working I found out that his name is James... Hopefully me and him would become friends and he wouldn't mind talking to me at school.

 End flashback

Now I'm at home getting ready for bed after finishing my to do list for tomorrow for the mural. Now is the time to relax since I have the same schedule tomorrow and need as much sleep as I can get for tomorrows adventure...