I Accidentally Kissed Mr. Popular

"What the hell are you doing?" 

I turn around and see my younger sister looking torn between anger that I'm trashing the room, and confusion that I'm trashing the room. She closes the bedroom door behind her.

     "I have nothing to wear, Emily! Nothing!" I whine.

Today's my first day of Highschool. I may be stressing out.

     "You have plenty to wear." She growls, rolling her light blue eyes as she throws clothes I threw onto her bed, off of her bed. 

     "No I don't." I sigh and lay flat on my stomach on the carpet floor. 

     "How about this?" Emily picks one of my anime T-shirts.

     "I can't wear that on the first day! People will think I'm a weeb!"

     "You are a weeb." 

     "But they can't know that right off the bat! No one will talk to me!" I sigh and lay in a pile of clothes I don't want to wear.

Emily grabs her favorite black cardigan off a hanger in our closet and puts it on. 

     "Well hurry it up or you're gonna be late. I'm going to make breakfast." She says. "And would it kill you to keep your clothes off my bed." She flicks her light brown hair behind her as she walks cooly downstairs.

5000 years later, I find my red sweater that's perfectly a little oversized. I wear it with my black skinny jeans and finally feel satisfied. I tie my hair back into my usual ponytail and jump downstairs where the beautiful scent of scrambled eggs lingers in the air. Emily had already set out napkins, silverware, and ice water for me. 

     "Finally dressed?" She asked.

     "Yes! I'm ready! How's breakfast?"

     "Ready." She says, setting a plate of scrambled eggs and toast on the island counter in front of me. I like my aunts house, our old house didn't have an island.

Emily sets her own plate of eggs and toast beside me and sits to eat. 

I eat my breakfast five times faster than my sister and rush to put on my Chuck Taylor's. I grab my backpack and a second piece of toast.

     "What are you doing?" Emily asks, eyeing the toast. 

     "I'm gonna eat the toast on my way to school like an anime girl!" I announce.

     "I will murder you." She says, ripping my toast in half and crushing my dreams. "Now go before you're late."

I run out the door and mentally make sure I remember the way to get there. I'm pretty sure I do, but I've never been good at directions.

So, I'm Katelyn Brooks. I'm 15, turning 16. And Today is my first day of high school. I've been homeschooled my entire life up until my mom died back in March. And now that I have to live with my aunt, I'm going to public school. She says I need to "Stop being such a loner" now that I'm in high school. 

Back there was my younger sister, Emily. She's about two years younger than me. She's still being homeschooled. And since I can't do anything right, and my aunt is always working, Emily cooks (and is mostly the one cleaning too). 

After awhile of walking, school is in my face. And my anxiety is going crazy. Did I mention I have crazy bad anxiety? My mom had it really bad too. And the fact that I only ever talk to my little sister, probably doesn't help all my shyness..

I walk up the building stairs cautiously. My heart pounding in my chest; my hands shaking. I take a deep breath, and just hope everything goes normally.

100 years past and I'm starting my first class. The teacher called, Mr. Calvin introduces me to the class and tells me I can take a seat to the far left in the third row next to a girl dubbed, "Reed". She seemed nice, so that was good.  The class itself was okay, but my hands were still shaking, and my heart was still pumping out of my chest, and my performance anxiety was driving me nuts.

After all of that, I speed walked out of the building for a second. I was having a lot of trouble catching my breath. Suddenly a girl's voice spoke out behind me. 

     "You okay?" 

I turned around to see it was "Reed". I knew I definitely didn't look okay so I decided not to lie about it.

     "Not really." I almost whispered.

     "Well, I'm Harper Reed. Welcome to Melrose high school. It's nice to meet you."

Someone's actually talking to me. Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

     "Um.. I- I'm .. Katelyn Brooks.. Nice to meet you too."

     "You don't seem like you get out much, Katelyn." She giggled.

     "Not really.." I said, smiling slightly. 

Her friends starting calling for her back inside the building. 

     "I'll see you around then? Don't be a stranger." She said, and left with a small wave. 

I took a deep breath and went to go back inside now that I've calmed down a little. Right as I walked in, someone was running out. 

     "Scuse me!" He yelled with a grin as he dashed out the door and pushed me down on top of the someone in front of me.

I feel a small peck on my lips and open my eyes to realize I was on top of someone on the floor. Everyone was looking. Our faces were inches from each others. Did we accidentally kiss? Was my first kiss an accident!?

A smirk forms on his lips. I feel my face go dark red. He lifts his face right against my ear and whispers, "Watch where you're going next time."

If it was possible for my face could get any redder, it just did.

     "S-s-s-s-sorry!" I jump to my feet.

He gets up off of the floor and brushes himself off a bit. 

     "See you around, ponytail." He winks and walks away surrounded by his group of friends and possible fangirls. 

I stay frozen. Everyone is either turning to look at him, or is still starring at me. I hear whispers.

     "What happened?"
     "Did she just jump on top of him?"
     "Did they kiss?"
     "It was an accident!"
     "That was fast."
     "What's her deal?"
     "Isn't that the new girl?"
     "Is she trying to get with him!?"

Why do I have this horrible sinking feeling that he's more than a little popular? 

So much for my normal day at school.