Jesus Loves Me

First Day Back

My first class was English 1, so I walked into Mrs.Moore's room. Glancing around, It seemed like the whole class was filled with football players and cheerleaders. Everyone looking at me. The bell was about to ring so I quickly took the last seat available. It was next to a red headed girl with freckles blotched all over her face. I don't remember her from before, so I introduced myself.

"Hi. I'm Noelle," I offered my hand for her to shake it. She did, which was a good sign. And replied,"Well howdy. My name's Cassidy."

She seemed nice enough. And I didn't have anything to lose, since my friends ditched me. Those jerk wads. "How come I don't remember you?"I asked.

"Probably because this is my first day at North Atlantic High. I just came from Arkansas with my dad. He got a job here in New York recently,"she replied.

"Coo-,"

"Ok class! Welcome to English. I'm Mrs. Moore, as most of you know. Now since some of you are new, I'd like us each to introduce ourselves and say one thing interesting about them. Lets start with you Carson," the teacher said, interrupting my conversation with Cassidy. I gave her a shrug and got out my binder and faced Carson to listen. Carson. Everyone knows Carson. Even if you were new you should know Carson. The star quarter-back football for our school and the gorgeous man that ALL girls would die for. And when I say all, I do quite literally mean all.

I turned my head to glance at Cassidy and sure enough there she was eyeing him with eagerness and practically drooling on the desk. I couldn't blame her though. Carson Trent: black, spiked hair; cool blue eyes; orbit white smile; grade A abs; and the most beautiful tan that could ever be known to man. That's right. He is so dreamy. But unlike every other girl on the planet, I didn't fall for him. Half of the reason for that was because I already 'been there, done that'. Uh huh, Carson Trent is my ex boyfriend. Cray cray right? Well that was before I was diagnosed with cancer. I was as high as he is on the popularity chain. I used to be head cheerleader, I used to be blonde, and I used to get guys like that to like me. Not anymore!

"Hi, I'm Carson Trent, and I like to play football," he said. Oh really? I passed you off as the chess club president!(insert sarcasm).

The whole class chorused "hi Carson."

And around the room the introductions went. It came to Cassidy and she spoke very softly, "haya. My names Cassidy, and I grew up in Arkansas all my life until I moved here a few weeks ago."

I nodded to show I was listening, but then everyone's eyes fell in me again. Seriously! Yes I have no hair! Take a good look at my bald head and stop staring!! But then I realized they weren't staring at my looks, they were waiting for me to have my turn at making myself known. Crap.

My face was probably the shade of a firetruck as I cleared my throat and spoke. "Hello. Umm..mmy name is Noelle," gosh I hated public speaking. I think I'm gonna just stick to the truth. Yea, I'll do that,"and I have 4 years to live!"

Wait..that wasn't the truth! No one knew that for certain! Oh shit! Crowds make me act stupid. Why me!

There was an uncomfortable silence. NOW everyone was staring at me. With pity and concern this time. Everyone knew I had cancer, and if you didn't you'd find out pretty quickly that I didn't shave my head for the hell of it! You know what? I don't care what these people think of me!

"Ok..,"Mrs. Moore said hesitantly, trying to draw the attention onto the next person. My face died down back to it's normal color and I latex my head down on the desk until I heard a southern whisper to my left.

"Do you wanna sit with me at lunch today?" Cassidy asked while Logan, the class nerd, took his turn explaining his oh so interesting bug collection. Great! Now I'm the charity case. Stop it Noelle! She's just being nice!