Through her eyes

Chapter 2 - First Period Hell

I had made it into the locker room. Mission 1 was complete. The empty hall had filled with the smell of cucumber deodorant, and dirty shoes. My heart was racing. I was so excited to see the squad! A whole summer in Hawaii was super fun, but too far apart from them

"RING!!!!!"

Oh my god. THE BELL. A herd of teenage girls, confused and alone, just like me, would be running through the door any minute!! 

The first girl walked in. I was so glad, it was Alexandra. One of the nicest populars I've ever met. After her followed Tandra. She was a super sweet girl, friends with the populars. She walked in with Jenny, and Kaycee. I knew them really well. We chatted, and mainly gossiped until pretty much every girl walked in at the same time.

 I never could figure out how that happens!

 And then..

 I saw them. 

"ANNA!! CHRISSY!!" Seeing them was like getting a breath of fresh air. I ran into them, and squeezed them so tight, Anna gagged. Oops. I missed them a little too much. 

All the time we had taken to catch up after our little reunion, cost us to change with all the speed we had. We rushed to the mirrors to check our hair, and then sped out, to get into our attendance rows. We had waited about 5 minutes for the plastics to fix their hair, and as coach Trevor started to take attendance,

 I swept off into a daydream...

~ dreaming ~ 

I was sitting on the beach wrapped all up in a salty towel. I saw my girls walking up to me. Behind them was Jack. He is the best. Ive never known a more supportive boy in my life. If I completely flunk a test, he will show me a worse grade he received just for support.

 Chrissy and Arina looked beautiful. Chrissy's glasses glimmered in the light of dusk. Ariana was walking with Marco, her annoying boyfriend. They were total sweethearts. Just wish he was less, well, you know, annoying!

Anna was running along the wave line, with her converse shoe strings untied and loose. Her black thick locks, looked as beautiful as the waves in the sea. Her long Brandy Melville shirt drooping over her jean shorts. She smiled through her braces, and gave me the look to turn around. There he was. CHRIS. He opened his mouth and, "Gemma. Gemma! GEMMA!!" With a burst into reality I realized that Coach Trevor had been talking to me.

"Yes?" He stared at me and motioned to all the other kids. They had been running laps. 

I got up and slowly started running. I caught up to the girls, and we discussed the gossip that had not surprisingly started in just one hour of school. Moments like these almost made school worth coming too.