In Love With A Stranger

Chapter 1: Highschool sucks for people like me

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I wake up to that annoying noise everyday of the week. Yay, school.

Don't get me wrong, I like school....minus the people in it. If it were just me and the teacher, that would be heaven.

"Skylar," my dad called from the kitchen, "I know you're awake!"

Curse "The Force". "Coming," I replied, in a monotone voice.

I walk slowly down the hall, listening to my dad trying to sing Paradise(by Coldplay). Keep singing, dad.

I walk into the kitchen and see what my dad was making, pancakes. Messy food. I see my dad, who is still trying to sing, over the mixer. Trying to turn it on.

"Hi honey," my dad says, not looking my direction, "How do you turn this freaking thing on?"

I laugh, holding the unplugged cord,"You plug it in."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that part."

I laugh again, plugging in the mixer. My dad still looked confused, so I took over breakfast, without making a huge mess.

We ate the pancakes in our usual silence, both of us thinking about the empty chair. When I finished I went upstairs to take a shower. Yes, I'm one of those people.

I checked the clock, after I got dressed, 7:45 AM.

"Hey dad, I have to leave now," I yell walking out the door, "I love you bye!"

I turn around to see him wave at me, as he talks to someone on the phone. I hope its not anyone I know personally or someone who knows what happened to mom.

I unlock the car and open my car door. I turn it on, pausing to stare at my house, and backed out of the driveway heading towards my school.

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I walk inside my classroom, earlier than anyone else would, besides the teacher. I glance at Ms.Sharpie before heading towards my desk. Ms.Sharpie isn't her real name, I just call her that because her room always smells like sharpie. Her real name is Ms.Sahapini, but I couldn't pronounce it if I tried.

The bell rings three minutes later. I get out my things for my class as everyone else files into the room.

"Hello class. You will need your text books this whole week, so please bring them. There are no extras this year. Thank you," Ms.Sharpie tells the class,"Now today, we will be pairing up. I will be the one to give you your partners. No one gets to persuade me on who they will get. Ok?"

"Ok," the class responds.

"Good," she continues,"Now, where did I put that list-ah here it is. Ok so, Lilly and Parker, Skylar and, hmmm,Josh."

I don't pay attention after that. Josh? Who the flugde is that?

"Now everyone get with your partners," Ms.Sharpie looks over the room, "Skylar? Is there something wrong?"

I walk up to her desk,"Who's Josh?"

She looks around the room, pointing at a boy with mouse brown hair and deep green eyes. I walk to the empty desks in front of him,"Are you Josh?"

He nods,"That's me."

His voice is deep but not too deep. He looks at me, more like stares at me.

"What," I ask.

"Nothing. Let's get started."

His eyes never stop looking at me for the rest of the class. What is his problem? Staring is rude, doesn't he know that? I tried my best not to look into his eyes.