As I walked into the school with Megan, who is now my "Best Friend" as my mom puts it, even know its been... a day. Megan showed me where my locker is which is not that far from hers. She told m my locker is right next to a boy named, Dilan, who Megan describes is nice, sweet, and gay. Which I didn't care, but I've actually never met a gay person. My school was more on the "Perfect" side. Everyone had rules, and hated people who disobeyed, which is why we sort-of left. My mother hated having to live there, so she also forced, my dad to find a better job. But, he got a promotion.
When I opened my locker everything was in there, my books, textbooks, pencils, pens, journals, pretty much everything I really needed.
"I arranged your locker and put everything in their in the meantime," Megan smiled and stared at her boyfriend, who was walking in the hall with his friends, who I think are Malcolm Collins, and Greg O'Rendy, my dad told me that they're trouble makers and that they're friends with Jake. No wonder Megan likes the "Bad Boys" as I was looking through her Instragram she dated Malcolm and Greg, she probably hasn't told Jake.
"Thanks," I said while grabbing my Textbooks, "Megan, why are you being so nice to me? Aren't you like one of the Bitchy girls?" And as I said that my locker neighbor, Dilan, showed up and him and Megan's face where shocked. "Oops..." I said while looking at their face expressions.
"Um, excuse me. I'm not bitchy, I'm just being nice because your new. But what you just said makes me really..." here it comes, "Happy!!!" I was very confused as the slutty blonde, who's now my "Best Friend," hugged me and Dilan, who's right behind her, starts clapping.
"I'm very confuse?" Megan let go of me. "Aren't you mad? Angry? Any of the above?" I asked Megan.
"Look her Sam," Dilan said, who by the way has gorgeous short black hair, green eyes, and is wearing a shirt that says "My Peeps." Dilan seems very nice, and on his rainbow bracelet it says "I Support Gays!!!" in which I smiled at that because he's not afraid to tell the world. Then Dilan finished his sentence, "Megan actually likes to be called that name, in which she was bullied and she takes that as a compliment, now." Megan smiled and shook her head. "And I'm sorry, my name is Dilan ShaLan. I know, I'm gay, my mom's are lesbians, big whoop. And Megan was texting me about you, she's right, your blue eyes are gorgeous with your brown hair," Dilan said smiling.
"I told you," Megan touched my hair.
"Why thanks..." I felt like my privacy was taken. "Well I need to go to class," I closed my locker.
"I will take you to your class," Dilan said, "We have the same class with each other." Dilan and I walked down to our class, all we needed to do was cross this corner and we would be to our class. But Dilan but his arm out and I fell to the ground. "I'm so sorry!" Dilan helped me up.
"What was that for? You don't want to go to class?" I crouched down and grabbed my Textbook.
"No, of course not, I love education. But, it's just... my crush is over there," Dilan blushed and then crouched and handed me my journal.
"And who would this be?" I asked even though I don't know anyone in the school.
"His name is... Devyn CrossWind. I just really like him, but I know he's straight because he has a girlfriend," Devyn looked disappointed.
"I'm sorry, but you still have friends and your further life," I said to Dilan. "Well lets get to class."
So, we walked to the hallway where our class is and Devyn's locker, and he is talking to some girl who might be his girlfriend. As we walked our class was just right next to our class. Dilan was talking to me, but I couldn't hear him because he bumped into Devyn.
"Oh hey! Dilan I just wanted to say..." Devyn was saying, but Dilan ran away crying to the other hall way. I looked into Devyn's girlfriend (I guess) and she was mad.
Then I looked at both at them, "OH hello, I'm Samantha." I smiled, as they where confused, and ran to Dilan looking for him.
