As the sun shove through the window, I rolled over and pulled the covers over my head. Today was me first day at a new school and I didn't want to go in. I felt the covers pulled off as I opened my eyes to see my mum, "Come on lazy bones you're going to be late" she cried in her ear splittingly shrill voice. "I don't want to mum" I mumbled into my pillow. "Well tough, you need to make friends. You need good grades to be a lawyer, and you need to find a nice girl" she said sitting on the edge of my bed and handing me my clothes. " Yeah but mum.." I started before she interrupted me. "No buts Sauli get up, I picked out something smart for your first day" she said standing up and walking out of my room.
I sat up and went through the clothes mum had stuck on my bed, a suit what the heck? I wasn't going to wear that. I threw it onto the floor and slid out of bed. I went over to my case and pulled out my black skinny jeans, a black t-shirt and my black boots. I headed downstairs and into the kitchen "Sauli what the hell are you wearing?" my mum said as I walked in. "Clothes mum, you didn't expect me to wear a suit did you?" I asked. "But that outfit makes you look..." my dad started, "gay.." my mum hissed. I rolled my eyes "mum that's real homophobic you know" I told her. "I don't want people thinking my son is gay, its not normal" my mum said. I ignored her, I don't know why being gay was such a big deal to her.
I finished my breakfast and washed up the plate. I pulled my black jacket off the hook and slipped it on, I heard a tut from behind me. "What mum?" I asked looking at her, "Why can't you dress like a straight guy. You wont get a girl dressed like a gay guy" she said crossing her arms. "Mum seriously, get over it yeah. This is how I like to dress" I replied picking up my bag and shutting the front door. I set off towards the bus stop and waited. A bus pulled in as I sat down at the front, I felt a thousand eyes staring at me. I heard whispers, the homophobic kind and tried to ignore them. The bus stopped outside what was to be my new school, I went to get up as everyone charged off the bus nearly knocking me over. I got off and thanked the driver, as I set foot on the pavement I stepped on something. Great gum, that's gross I wrinkled my nose and wiped it on the grass.
I walked through the school courtyard and into the main reception. A lady with manicured nails and bleach blonde hair looked over the desk at me. "Hello can I help you?" she asked, "Erm yeah im new here I need a timetable" I replied. "Name?" she asked, "Sauli Koskinen" I answered. She rifled through a drawer and pulled out a bit of paper, "Here you go" she said handing it to me. "Thanks" I replied walking towards the door. I pulled out my timetable and looked at it as I walked up the corridor, I felt something hit me as my books scattered over the floor. "Oh damn im real sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going" I said quickly as I bent down to pick up my books. "It's ok neither was I are you ok?" a voice said, as I looked up to see who it was I was met by a pair or sparkling blue eyes.
It was a guy, he had raven black hair and bright blue eyes. He stood up as I did, he had blue jeans, a white t-shirt, combat boots and a black jacket on. He was hot, he smelt amazing. "So you must be new here, I've never seen you before" he asked, I swallowed quickly "Yeah I am, I just moved here from Finland" I said blushing at how strong my accent was. He flashed me a perfect smile, handing me my timetable. "Here, I think you're in my lessons today" he replied. "Oh thanks" I said taking it from him. "Come on I'll show you the way, can't have you getting lost on the first day" he replied as he strode up the corridor me following him.
I had maths first, I hated it with a passion. My mums words echoed in my head good grades to be a lawyer. I didn't want to be a lawyer, I wanted to draw. The mysterious guy was sitting at the back of the room, he was tapping his pencil on the table. It was a good tune, but the teacher didn't seem to think so "Adam stop banging your pencil on the table, if I have to ask you again you're going straight to the head. Are we clear?" he snapped. "Of course sir" he replied putting his pencil down, so his name was Adam I liked that name it rolled off the tongue. I put my elbows on the table as I stared out of the window, more boring rooftops all covered in a film of smog. Girls laying on the field topless sunbathing, jeez this place was so stereotypical. "Excuse me Mr Koskinen, do you fancy actually listening?" a voice said as the teacher hit his ruler on the desk making me jump. "Yeah sorry" I replied looking at him, I heard sniggering behind me when he said my name. Oh great they hate me already.
The bell rang for the end of the period, Adam got up and practically ran out of the door. I got up and made my way up the corridor, I went to my locker and swapped my books over. I heard shouting from around the corner, I shut my locker and looked around the corner. There was a group of people surrounding someone on the floor. I saw a flash of dark hair "Leave him alone" I heard a teacher shout. They all turned round and ran up the corridor, as the teacher chased them leaving whoever it was on the floor. It was Adam, "are you ok?" I asked as he stood up. "Fine thanks" he said wiping blood from his lip and pushing past me before heading up the corridor. I heard people laughing, I stood staring after him. Why were they hitting him?
I shrugged my shoulders and headed to my next class, Adam came in about 5 minutes later. "Ah Mr Lambert nice of you to grace us with your presence" the teacher snapped. His lip was red and swollen, the teacher saw but just ignored it. I sat in class staring at my piece of paper, we had to write about ourselves. I didn't have anything to write, and I was still learning to write in English. Eventually I had written one sentence, there were probably lots of spelling mistakes but I didn't care. The bell rang for lunch as I handed in my work and walked out the door, I saw Adam standing by his locker.
"Hey, are you ok? I wondered if you wanted to join me for lunch?" I asked. "Im fine really, and its better for you if you stay away from me. You will only get hurt" he replied walking away from me. His words echoed "stay away from me you will only get hurt" why did he say that? I sat down at a table on my own, It was only my first day the teachers hated me, so did the kids and now here I was alone. I wanted to be back home in Finland more than ever, I felt so alone...
