Regretful desire (Editing)

Chapter 2

We came upon our English class. It was pretty small but just like my Geography class very decorative. Clarissa and I sat on the desks and chatted while class started. We saw a man around his 30s walk in the class. It must of been Mr. Walter.

"Good afternoon class." He spoke

"Good afternoon" we said.

"Well today I will give each of you a packet, I want to observe what each of you know or remember of your English knowledge from last year.''

I reached down to my bag and took out my pen. Clarissa took out a pencil from her red pencil bag.

Mr. Walter gave stacks of packets in the front rows, and they passed them back.

When the packet reached me I wrote my name and began.

I skimmed through the packet first then began reading. While I reached the middle of the first page, Clarissa was already flipping the packet to her second page.

What a nerd.

The packet took many of us the whole class. Of course, Clarissa was the first one to finish and meanwhile worked on her calculus H.W.

Right when I was about to flip to the last page the bell made my hand stop and changed my job to putting up my stuff.

I handed the packet to Mr. Walter before heading out the door.

"Did you get through with the packet?" Asked Clarissa.

"Nope. I just needed one more page." I replied.

We walked through the crowded hallways, making our way to the gym.

We pushed open the doors and found ourselves face to face with the new football team.

A few whistles were made to us, but I'm sure they were mostly for Clarissa. I've never had a boyfriend before, so I knew for sure they weren't whistling to me.

We walked over to the girls locker room, and changed out into the clothes that we were told to wear on a letter mailed with our schedule.

We were to bring black shorts, and a plain white t-shirt.

I flipped on my white shirt and made my way to the mirror, to bring all my hair in a ponytail.

"Hey do you have an extra hair tie I can borrow?" Questioned Clarissa coming up to me.

"No, sorry." I replied, with a sad smile.

"Oh well, at least this is the last class of the day, no worry for my hair." Cried Clarissa sarcastically.

I chuckled looking at her. I placed a white headband on my hair and we walked out to the gym floors.

"Hey guys!!"

We turned to find Lydia barely coming in.

"Hey!" I smiled.

"Hi." Stated Clarissa.

"I'll go change and come back." Lydia ran in to the girls locker room, and disappeared. We turned around and decided to walk around the gym.

"She's pretty cool." Talked Clarissa.

"Lydia?" I turned to look at her.

"Yeah, she just wants a friend. And we can be that for her"

"Yuppers!" I cried. We heard footsteps, and Lydia ran towards us.

"Hey girl!" I said, punching her softly on her shoulder. Lydia giggled, and we kept walking around the gym.

After a few walks, we heard the coach's whistle, and everyone ran towards him.