The Whispers

Who's that?

First day of school, I got this, I can do it, I'll make friends, I'll make enemies, might make develop a crush.... Or I might not. Oh shit I'm way too worried about this... I totally got this in the bag I think, I get on the bus and sit in my seat, which is in the back. There is a sign above the seat, "Jane Blinkett and Anthony Bruss" alright, I guess that's my seat buddy. A guy with brownish blondish hair plops next to me. He has blue eyes and a freckle or two. He seems nice enough. "Hi, I'm Jane!" I introduce myself. "Sup?" He asks, half asleep. "Uh, I'm okay, and you?" I grumble, I hope I'm not coming off as too enthusiastic. "Nice to meet you. My name is Anthony," he gives an awkward smile and turns to look at the front of the bus, which starts moving. I frown at how awkward my first interaction has been and look away, out the window. Across the bus seat row is a tall guy with brown hair, brown eyes, and light brown skin. He has a black hoodie with a tøp symbol on it and some jeans and red converse. I smile, "hi! I'm Jane!" I introduce myself, hoping this one goes better. "Huh?" The guy pulls his ear buds out. "Oh, I'm Noah" he puts his earphones back in and starts listening to his music, humming along. A girl with short light brown hair plops next to Noah. "Hey, Nerd" Noah says, glancing up at the other girl. I look at the sign above them and it says "Noah Williams and Trinity Rolling." Okay, I guess that's Trinity. About 20 minutes passed and we get off. I see a boy with short brown hair, it's kind of poofy and has runaways everywhere. He has a flannel shirt on and jeans with converse. We're both wearing flannel. I notice the similarity, and decide it gives me reason to talk to him. "Hi I'm Jane!" I introduce myself, once again, this one'll probably hate me more than the last two seemed to. "Hey, I'm Aaron" the boy says, his voice is pretty hard to understand, having a sort of lisp, not helping that he talks quietly. "I like your shirt" I tell him. "Well, thanks" He laughs nervously, like he's never talked to a girl. Another boy walks by, taking pictures of students, his badge saying something about yearbooks, well that must be yearbook staff photographer. His hair is brown,  even darker brown eyes. He has a white t-shirt with jeans and black boots. I look over at Noah, who was in a group of people, all seemingly enjoying themselves. "Those guys are kinda like the misfits, I suppose. They stick together but they're still friends with other kids, just kind of socially awkward I guess... Unfortunately, I don't really fit in anywhere" Aaron started searching for someone for a minute before sighing. "So... Who's that?" I point at the boy taking pictures. "Oh, that's Adam Callagan... He's got a bit of a temper, but he's nice enough, I suppose. Whatever you do, don't mess with his brother, Declan. He'll beat your ass if you even look at him wrong." Aaron informs me. "Okay, then" I can't help but smile now, finding it so ridiculous that he seems so scared of everyone. The bell rings and people rush to their lockers so fast the outside area is empty in 5 seconds flat. Aaron goes into the crowd, seemingly disappearing even though I had my eyes locked on him. I just go to my locker and read the note my mom got from the school, locker number 21, 45-21-31 is the combination I nod and put the code in. I get in the locker, put my bag in, get what I need, and head to my first hour. I'll try to make friends this hour, since I'll be stuck here for the first 45 minutes or so every day with people I'll otherwise hate. Maybe I'l-.... I see what I assume are popular girls, making me freeze all of the thoughts rushing through my head... This should be fun..