Trying to Forget

Chapter 1

I'm in my car on my way to school orientation from the Solon where I have recently dyed my hair burgundy cherry. I'm so excited for this school year because I miss my friends and I'm happy with my classes. There's still 15 minutes to get there so I decide to  get my iPod out and shuffle songs from Pierce the Veil. Once we arrived my mom and I met my dad in the parking lot, which he chose to meet us here after work. We greet and walk to the building were the orientation will take place. I take a chance to look at my parents appearance while we walk, my parents hand in hand. My dad is wearing his work clothes which consists of a green collar shirt, with tan khakis, along with his worn brown work boots. His hair ravin black with a few streaks of grey hairs. His skin a dark brown and his eyes a light honey-brown. He has a tall frame, is 6'3 and has a fun, friendly personality. My mom is wearing a black shirt with loose fitting jeans and tennis shoes. Her long hip-length brown hair tied in a bun. Her skin a very light brown and her eyes a dark brown. She's 5'2 and has a loving, caring personality. I, on the other hand, am wearing my black skinny jeans, a big loose-fitting plain white shirt that hangs off of one shoulder, and my black converse. My hair is burgundy cherry, which I left loose as usual, that reaches down to my bum. My hair style is what people would call "scene hair" but I don't really care I like it and no I don't  use extensions. My skin and eyes are the same as my mom's. Except my eyes hold a faded cold, closed look. I'm 5'6 and concerning my personality, well...I'm just me, I guess.

We went into the building and into class, of course, late. We're Mexicans so I guess it's common, well...at least for my Hispanic family, relatives and I. Well we got our information packets and my parents sat in the 2 spare seats up front while I chose to stay in the back throughout the orientation. After it finished I waited for my parents outside to go to the building across from here for my syllabus for my other class. Suddenly I feel a pair of strong arms around my waist lifting me up from behind. Before I started to panic the owner of the arms around my waist spoke.

"Surprise!" My friend Andrew said

Once I heard his voice I relaxed and a huge smile spread across my face.

"Hey share!" Jazmine complained like a 5 year old while glaring at Andrew.

She was now in front of us with her arms open for me, while Andrew still carried me as if I were to weigh nothing. While I was being held, I took time to look at her. She has white flawless skin and brown hair, which now has blonde highlights, that went to her middle back and her eyes are big and hazel. She is 5'4 and thin, she wore faded blue skinny jeans and a white crop top, in other words, she was beautiful. I was finally placed on the ground and immediately pulled into her arms. She buried her face in my hair while in a tight hug. I hugged her back tightly and saw my parents with smiles on their faces waving me off indicating that I can stay with my friends. She let go and held me by arms length with a huge smile on her face.

"I love your hair! It grew so long!" She squealed

"Yea, it's freaking bloody. I love it." James states.

I turn, go to him and randomly run my right hand on his face. "Thanks, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me in my whole life." I say while we hug and I fake a sniff as if I were crying and I feel his chest rumble as he chuckles.

James is taller than me, he's 6'0, has longish light brown wavy hair, and blue-green eyes. He's wearing a black shirt with black skinny jeans and black converse. His skin is a nice tan and he has dimples. We pull apart because of someone who poked my ribs causing me to jump. I turn and am hugged by my friend Rose.

Rose is 5'5, has raven black bum-length straight hair, and green eyes. She wore black skinny jeans with a band t-shirt and grey converse. Her skin a light brown but a bit darker than mine. She has a smile showing her straight white teeth. I smile back and we hugged while she smelled my hair.

"I know you wish you smelled like me." I said playfully.

"Haha, you got that right." She replied.

We parted and I turned around to see them all but mostly see the one I haven't seen from them four. My eyes landed on Andrew as he gave my a cheeky smile showing perfect teeth and his skin was a flawless tan. He was the tallest from us five. He was 6'1 close to 6'2, has light honey-brown eyes and has brown hair, short from the sides and long from the top. He was wearing a grey shirt, black skinny jeans and grey converse.

"Hey sugar daddy" I smirk up at him. We started teasing him by calling him that ever since he started becoming, as the girls from here would call him, "hot".

He just smirks back at me and says, "I can be your sugar daddy too, no need to be jealous"

I just gave him a discussed look and stuck my tongue out at him and he chuckles in reply. It may seem strange to some people but we play and get along with each other like that.

While we walked from class to class, we conversed about anything and everything. Once we got our syllabuses from all our classes we just stayed outside and talked. We were teasing about each other when we saw our other friend Savannah coming towards us.

Savannah is 5'7, with grey eyes, platinum shoulder-length hair, and flawless olive skin. She wore navy blue skinny jeans, a dark red tight crop top, with black combat boots. She hugged us then asked if someone could go with her to get her schedules because she had just arrived. Since I hadn't found my parents, they knew I would take time to spend with my friends, I decided to go along with her. While we walked I couldn't help but love the feeling of the wind blowing across my face and the way it made my loose-fitting shirt move with it. The California weather here is nice at some days then in other days it hot and dry but thankfully at least today is not one of those days.

"Hey have you heard?" She asked excitedly.

"Heard what?" I ask now interested.

"Well I heard we're getting new students in our grade." She states.

"Well it's about time. This school needs new and more people." I reply.

"Yea. I hear there's quite a few lookers as in the "bad boy" type." She sighs dreamily.

I look at her and roll my eyes with a smile on my face. Of course, she's into the "bad boy" type. In our group she's the flirtatious, matchmaker.

"Well have fun with that," I reply after a minute.

"Oh, I will and don't worry I'll keep an eyes out for some fine ones for Rose, Jazmine, you and me." She states mater of factly.

"Oh no you don't," I state sternly "well I don't mind you guys but me," I point to myself "heck nah, I'm fine how I am with no boyfriend."

"We"ll see," she says, determination clear in her voice.

I just huff in reply

Once we have her papers from all her classes we walk back. She was telling me about her summer. I tried to listen but I had this feeling that someone was watching us. I looked around and sure enough I saw a person standing against the outside of a building to our right. He wore all black, to be more specific he wore black skinny jeans, with a black hooded jacket. I noticed that I couldn't see his face because he had his hoodie on but his head moved along with us. I felt uncomfortable, I hate the feeling I get when someone looks at me, so I averted my eyes for a moment but I could still feel his eyes on us. I don't know why but I found myself becoming curious as to why he, well I assumed it was a guy, was staring at us or well at which one of us. Savannah was gorgeous unlike me, whom is just plain. I wouldn't be surprised if he were looking at her, maybe with lust, but if so I would give her an excuse to walk faster to find our group just to make sure she were safe in case this guy is some perverse stocker or worse. Don't get me wrong I'm not one to run away with fear while my friend is probably going to be kidnaped and raped or something. No, if I had to I would defend her, as I would with any of my friends, but honestly I don't want to deal with anything like that right now. While I was curious as to whom he was looking at, I made an excuse to through away a gum wrapper from my jean pocket. I made my way to the trash bin and looked up and noticed he was staring right at me. I wasn't expecting that at all, that it even hit me like a bucket of ice cold water during a freezing winter day. My body immediately tensed and I had goosebumps but I kept walking towards the bin with my eyes slightly narrowed. I noticed he got off from the wall he was leaning on and made his way towards me.