The Unforgettable

Pt. 1

~CHAPTER 1~

Hallways. Lockers. Students.

I wake up at 3 am on one side of my bed all wrapped up in my blanket. All my pillows scattered on the floor and my room looks like a massive tornado just hit my house. I was having one of those "high school jitters" again. I've been having it all throughout this week.. Maybe because I'm not ready to go back. I needed more time to really understand what happened in the summer. It seemed like it all happened so fast. I lay on my bed, memories and flashbacks hit me until I finally fall back to sleep.

"Wake up Jennifer! It's the first day of high school, wouldn't want to be late if I were you." My mom says. She's way more excited than I am.

I get up and almost stumble on my feet. Making my way to the bathroom, I look in the mirror. I am a complete mess this morning. I have never appreciated makeup this much in my whole life. I put on foundation to cover my eye bags and put mascara on my lashes.

"Good luck honey. I love you." My mom says and kisses me on my forehead gently.

"Love you mom." I replied

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I walk to my bus stop right around the corner of my house. When the bus finally arrived, I hop on and search the aisles for empty seats. I make my way to the last available seat. Once I have settled down, I look around the bus and across my seat, 2 rows behind me, I see Austin. The last person I would want to see. We locked eyes for a second, his stunning green eyes staring at me. I turned away. Pain starts going through my chest again. How could I ever forget.

When we finally arrived at school, I get off the bus and walk towards the main entrance. As I stepped in at the front door, a slight shiver goes through my whole body. I find my way to my first class on the 2nd floor. Using my peripheral vision, in the hallway, I see a brown-haired guy with that familiar ripped jeans. Of course. Austin. I can't believe I have English class with him.

"Hey Jen..." Austin said, awkwardly.

"Um.. Hey." I replied and turned around pretending to look busy on my phone.

When we walked in to class, the teacher demanded us to stand by the wall as he dictates the assigned seats according to the students' last names. Oh crap. Not again.

We waited. And waited.

"Jennifer O'Brien!" He exclaimed, pointing to the seat in the back row.

I fake a smile. I'm not too happy with where I'm sitting. Why? Because of what I know will happen next

"Austin Philipps!" Mr. Johnson says, directing Austin to the seat right next to me.

He grabs a chair and takes a seat.

When Mr. Johnson was finally done assigning seats, we start the class with an "ice breaker".

"Turn to your partner and tell them something you did in the summer." Mr. Johnson says.

We both looked at one another and we had that same look in our face that screams 'NOT A GOOD IDEA'. It wasn't because we didn't want to share our summer stories. It was because there was nothing to share...especially because we spent most of our summer days together.