Crossing Over

Chapter 4

Chapter Four

The first day of school. It was the one day of the entire year that I hated with a passion. My whole life revolved around staying covert and to be the normal girl at the back of the class. This is the one time that all eyes would be on me and I utterly hated it.

Dad had decided to enrol me in Carver High School a few streets over from where we lived. So with the early morning air chilling me to the bone I walked to school. It was sort of nice. Even though dad and Flynn let me have my space I always felt they were watching for any sign of a break down. Not just because of the migraines but the fact that I lost my twin sister. When she had died she had ripped apart my heart, leaving it shattered on the floor for the whole world to see. Moving houses didn't help either, no matter where I turned I was reminded of her.

Every time I woke up in the mornings and realised she wasn't asleep in her bed on the opposite wall a part of my heart died. The moment just after I woke up from the nightmare of the day she died I would think it was just a horrible dream that Indie and I could talk about over breakfast.

My thoughts ended abruptly with the sound of loud foot steps behind me. I turned around to see Colton racing towards me with his school backpack bouncing along his back with every step.

"You walk fast for a little girl." He said a little puffed once he had caught up to me.

"Um, excuse me I am not little or a girl. I am a young lady." I replied to him with my hands in my hips.

"Mmmhhh, sure sure." He ruffled my hair making me feel like a little sister to him. I hated it. I must have showed it on my face because he flattened it down to slightly resemble how I had left this morning.

"So why are you out this early? Most girls would still be at home spending endless amounts of time doing their hair and makeup." He said, looking down at me due to the noticeable height difference. I had been born with the short gene so most guys were taller than me, not that I had time to notice these days.

"I'm an early person and being locked in my house with my dad and my brother isn't exactly fun. Plus I couldn't care less about makeup"

"Understandable." As he smiled I noticed the dimples in his cheek that made my cheeks flush with colour.

We walked through the quiet streets chatting like an old married couple. Well that was only my opinion, which is all the matters. It took us a while to finally reach the front doors of Carver High due to us dawdling our way there acting like idiots most of the time.

The large corridor that lead to all the main classrooms almost empty, probably because the unholy time we had arrived at the school. There were a few students hanging around with musical instruments in their hands.

"Come on, I'll show you around so you're less likely to get lost." He smirked showing his adorable dimples again.

"Hey, I'm not that hopeless." I nudged him slightly. "This isn't my first school."

We spent the next 20 minutes looking around the school. He pointed out the important places that I would most likely be going to through the day. The library wasn't that impressive, just a few rows of books, which was disappointing as I had a thing for books. I constantly had my nose in a book, the characters problems related to mine in a way. They made me feel like someone, even fictional characters, understood me.

He showed me the science labs and a few other classrooms before leading me towards the office. The secretary, Miss Carter according to the name tag, was a petit lady with a very skinny waist, dressed in a black dress and a thin red belt around her middle. She looked me over with a look of recognition.