And That's Where it all Started

Chapter Three

        Okay, so you know how in movies there is a teacher that says, "Class, meet our new student ______!"? Well that didn't happen in this class. Instead, the teacher completely ignored her, and just carried on teaching her own planned lesson. I can sort of understand why the teacher just went on with her lesson though. Taking two years of technical school, in only of year of, I guess you would call it real school, is well busy. Also on the first day of school, the teacher doesn't really personally introduce you, pointing you out in front of everyone. Now I can comprehend why the mystery girl wasn't introduced.

        As the lesson was taught, right on schedule, we were given worksheets and note taking paper. I tried to take notes, but I barely managed the basics of the lesson. I just couldn't stop staring at the mystery girl, making up any random name that could be hers! So as the teacher finished up the lesson, she gave us precise instructions to work on our worksheets. I began my worksheet, slowly trying to figure out what exactly I had to do in order to complete it. Luckily, I am a fast learner, so I picked up the technique that would help me easily finish the page. In the middle of a question, I saw movement, large movement, not the kind where a person moves there hand or there feet, but standing up movement, which rarely ever happens in this classroom. Then I hear a voices. One I recognize as the teachers', the other however I don't. This is when I look up. The new girl...her voice...it's beautiful. I tune in to the conversation, attempting to find out the new girls name.

        "...and if you have anymore questions, just ask me or another student." "Okay, thank you!" That was all I heard of the conversation... Seriously? Why is it so hard to find out this girls name? Maybe I'll just ask her later of something. Looking at the clock and realizing what time it is, I rush to quickly finish the paper before the bell rang. 

        I luckily just barely finish my paper, allowing me to turn it in on time. Okay let's ask her name now. I look around the room, desperate to spot her, when I realize that she isn't in here. I walk into the hallway, frustrated that I again missed an opportunity to meet her-again! Maybe this is the universe saying not to befriend her, or at least meet her, or something. I hear noise coming from the other end of the hallway, and I run even quicker to meet my locker. That noise can only mean one thing...stampede. I swear that these are the number one leading cause of injuries at my school! All the students rushing as bulls, stopping for absolutely NOBODY, and trampling over anybody that gets in their way. I luckily haven't been in one yet, and I hope I never will.

        I trade my things in my locker again, paying no attention to the reality, as I daydream, which I do often. Suddenly, I hit the ground, and getting jolted from my fantasy back into reality. I look around seeing all my things scattered across the hallway. Along with them, I see unknown supplies. Turning to my left, I see the new girl with an anxious look on her face, as she gathered her supplies. I sit mesmerized, but then realize that I need to gather my things and go to my next class. But instead of gathering mine, I decide to help the new girl. "Thanks," she muttered. "Yeah, don't mention it. I'm pretty sure this was my fault though. I wasn't paying attention," I replied. "Your new here if I am not mistaken. Do you need help finding your next class?" I ask. She only nods, "Yeah, I moved here from Washington. I was trying to find my next class, do you have Language Arts fourth?" "Yeah, actually I do! I can walk you there if you want me to," I offer, "My name is Justice by the way. What is yours?" "I'm Aria, and yes that would be helpful!" she replies with a smile. Finally! I got her name! Aria. Also, okay. Okay. She has a beautiful smile. I don't even scold myself for thinking this, because it really is just...beautiful. I stand there for a moment, but then snap out of it. "Okay so just follow me, I guess," I say. "Okay!" she exclaims with a grin still on her face. I walk in front of her, making my way through the clusters of people and directing us to our next class.

And that's where it all started.