This isn't right

Change in heart

I walk into my new school with my head low and my headphones in blasting music into my ears. I never liked school, maybe it was because I was always picked on or just completely ignored. I sighed and quietly walked to my locker trying not to grab anyone's attention. As far as I am concerned I would be just fine staying unnoticed in the shadows behind all the popular people sitting there wanting to be loved like the litter of a group. Or maybe I don't really care anymore. I only really give emotions when it comes to my family and other things I have to do. I look down at my class schedule and sigh to myself. I have math first, honestly I was not terrible at math I just didn't put effort into it because it was my least favorite subject out of everything, history probably being my top. I put some books in my locker that I wouldn't need for this class and start walking towards the room. I didn't know exactly where but I knew that it was class 273, I made my way down the hall. I shift my eyes upwards to the numbers right about the wooden door frame and watch them pass bye. 267, 269, 271 and finally 273. I take in a deep breath and muster up my courage and walk in the room. Of course I see the preps in the front of the room glaring at me like I am a rat that no one wanted here in the first place, dead or alive. I slowly make my way to the back of the room, I choose the seat in the very back far right. I take my books out of my book bag and place them on the desk. I look up on the board that says my teachers name. I squinted my eyes slightly so I could see the board, I didn't need glasses yet but I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later. They board read "Mrs. Smoot" I scanned the room my gaze finally landing on the teacher. She had hair flowing down to her shoulder bones and she looked about 5'10, her hair was blonde like plain candle wax, her eyes were a warm brown reminding me of the bark on an oak tree. I sighed and returned my gaze to the board. I opened my text book to the desired page and started to write down notes. I continued this before finally I heard the bell ring and Mrs. Smoot tell us all goodbyes. She stopped me right before I exited the room and she gave me a warm and gentle smile before talking. "Welcome to our school Christina! I am so glad you decided to come here. Days in math aren't normally this boring" She giggled quietly. "Also I have a feeling we have a lot in common! I know that sounds weird I am so sorry, but in school I was always the loner and in the back as well so if you ever need someone to talk to just come to me and we will sort things out." I nodded and gave a smile in return as I said a small "Thank you" before leaving the room. I continued my day, the rest wasn't that eventful, at the end of the day I was really confused about how math that day was my favorite subject? I usually hate it but this time it seems different. I mean History was okay but not the best. I don't know honestly, maybe just a change in heart? I shrugged my shoulders and walked outside right as the bell rung to dismiss students and waited outside for my mother to come and pick me up from school. I stood at the side of the crowd trying not to draw more attention then I had to. I finally saw my moms car and went up to it and opened the door sliding in and throwing my bag in the back with a huge smile on my face.