As I walk into the gate of my high school it reminds me of the first day I saw her. I look to my left, I look to my right.
"Jezz," I say.
*At lunch*
All I do at lunch is sit underneath a tree. I don't eat lunch. I just sit and read my book. I watch these teenagers, they talk different, they yell, and they are very different than I am use too.
Later on I walked into my 6th period class, English. I looked aound, scanning the classroom for a seat in the back. There's one in the far corner of the room. I put my stuff on the ground under the desk and my head on the desk. I instantly started to fall asleep.
"May I sit?" A voice says. It's a soft, but meanish voice says.
I look up, "Yeah." I say. Wow, it's her. The girl from summer school!
She smiles, the cutest smile, "Well, thankyou." She puts her back down. She sits in the desk right next to me, the one that's closest to me.
"I'm Jaiden, most people call me Jay." She says putting her hand out
I took her hand and felt a warmth in the pit of my stomach, "Uh-Im Izabella, people call me Izzi." I smile.
"Hi there, Izzi. Your a -?"
"Freshmen." I say cutting her off
"Me too. Hey, do you want to maybe hang out today?" She just asks.
I give her a confused look, "We just met." I claimed.
She sighs, looks down, and simply says "I know. I'm sorry. Just thought-"
"Let me ask." I pull out my Samsung Galaxy 4s.
Can I go somewhere tonight?
Where to daughter of mine?
A friend's place.
Home at 11. Understand?
Yes, Ma'am. See you when I get home.
Your father and I will be asleep at that time. Nikloe will be up, therefore I will know the exact time that you are home at.
Mother, do you not trust me?
I had never said that, child. I trust you, but I am also telling you what time to be home and if you are not home Nikloe will tell me.
Ok. Bye. I'll see you in the morning. Tell Nikki (Nikloe) that I will be home at 11.
Goodbye, better be home at that time, Izabella.
I turned to Jay, "I can come. Where you want me to met you?"
She smiles a big smile across her face, "I have the only older truck in the student parking lot. That's where we meet.".
I gave her a black look, "Are you sure? What if it's not the only truck?"
She let's out a little giggle, "Trust me." She laugh.
After that the bell had rang.
"We're is your next class?" She asks me.
I anwser with a simple, "That way." Pointing towards the other side of campus.
"I'm over there too, um, may I walk with you?"
I smile and say, "Of course, I'd like that."
We started to walk across campus, we talk all the way.
