The bus journey felt to just drag on and on, me and the girl next to me haven't uttered a single word to each other...it's so awkward. The bus wasn't very big considering how many people got on it, they should really use a bigger one! The bus comes to a halt and we all swing forwards a bit. Finally we're here! I stand up and wait for a clearing in the mass of people and then walk out the mini bus, saying a quiet "Thank you" to the driver as I hopped off. Wow...There's so many people, I can hardly believe how many people are here. And the buildings, they make me feel like a small ant! Anyway, I swiftly walk to the office and wait in line for my schedule. First in line is the blonde girl – Rapunzel, I think – then a red head, and then me. A small, ratty faced women hands a piece of paper with my classes printed on it, a pencil, ruler and other stationary objects. After that, she politely waves as a way to tell me to 'get lost'.
I walk out the office and to my first class, room A7, I think it's English, I hope it is I love writing. "hmm, A7, A7, A7?" I mumble while looking at the room numbers. The building itself is quite lovely. It's wooden on the outside with white panels inside. "Aha! Here it is." I say while pointing at the sign above the door. There's a large crowd of people outside the door waiting for the teacher to arrive. This is something that I hate about schools – crowds. The way they all shove and push each other – why can't they just keep still! However, like usual, I stand there frozen to the spot clutching my books. Well, I was until a boy shoves into me and makes me drop everything. Great! I gingerly kneel down to pick them up when a hand grab some of them, I looked up to see a boy. He was pale with white hair and dreamy blue eyes.
This isn't the Jack Frost I remember from yesterday.
"You OK?" He said, his voice so soft and I'm lost in it. He speaks softly and helps me up, handing me my books "
Y-Yeah, Th-Thanks"I smile at him and he smiles back. I just want to hug him, but I couldn't, if he found out I'd be screwed.The other boys, however, they were just plain rude. I think their names are Hans,Gaston and Flynn. When we're in class I'm sat on a table with Rapunzel, Flynn and a boy called Hiccup. The lesson is amazing, therefor it passed swiftly. The teacher, Mrs.Gold, was quite strict but in a good kinda way. I have Geography next then History, as I walked out the classroom I heard a rough voice yell "Hey! You over there!" I was trembling so hard. I-I couldn't control it!
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Secrets (Jelsa)
FanfictionThe story of a lonely girl who never makes a single friend and all she knows is how to be invisible, the only person she talks to is her little Sister who is far more popular than her. However, all that will change when she starts her first day in...
