Spring (on hold)

Spring

Freshman year in high school already started, it's autumn. I'm sitting in my math class staring out the window. My seat is in the back of the room, next to the window with the sun directed on me. I was born in the spring. I've always loved that season, the sun shining on my face, the smell of flowers, the liveliness of the world. I do love the other seasons, but I love spring the most. Autumn is my second favorite.  I'm just a regular teenager, I just love the outdoors and spring A LOT. I have a mother and father, they are constantly fighting. I also have a brother, who is always looking out for me. I do well in school, but I can't concentrate when the sun is streaming in through the windows. I will spend every minute I get outside. It's like the outdoors is calling my name! Wait, nope, it's just my teacher.

 "Camellia!"

I secretly roll my eyes and answer, "Yes, Mrs. O'Leery?"

"What is the answer to f(x) = x squared - 15 if x is -13?"

I thought about it for a moment, then said, "one hundred fifty four"

"Thank you. I'm glad you were paying attention." She said that with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. Then I zoned out again. Half listening though. I can multitask people! Sixth period soon ended, the last period of the day. I gathered up my books and headed to my locker to get my stuff. Before I could reach my locker, someone tapped me on the back. It was a boy with hazel colored hair. I'm pretty sure he's in my math class.

"You shouldn't day dream too much in class. You're grades will drop," he asked. Finally, he left. Strange kid. I barely know him.

My bus ride home was normal. I don't sit with anyone. I saw the boy again. He had head phones in and staring out the window. Sure, call me a stalker. Turns out he rides the same bus as me, and lives in my neighborhood. How could I be so oblivious?!? As we were walking to our houses, I'm thinking, awkward, awkward, awkward, awkward.....Finally, he turned into a driveway. Thank God! That was so weird. Anyways.....I love the way there's a breeze and how the trees look in the fall. When I got home my brother, Alex, came outside. He took 2 years of college, but dropped out because he said it was too easy and he already has a job. Damn he's smart. "Hey lil'sis! How was school?"

"Fine, this boy I don't even know came up to me today."

"Ooh, a boy?" Alex said to me.

"Yes, and no, he did not want to be my boyfriend." My brother is always getting into my love life. I don't care that I haven't had a boyfriend and so many people have, I'm only in ninth grade!

"I wasn't assuming that..." He was lying. I rolled my eyes at Alex, he always thinks boys are going to ask me to go out with them. I don't care about dating. Maybe. Sometimes I think of it, but who would want to go out with a weird outdoor loving girl like me? Right? Woah low self-esteem. Just kidding. I set my backpack down and took out my homework. I hate homework. Who doesn't?

A couple hours later, I've finished my homework. Then my mom comes home. "Hey kids, how was school, Cam?"

"Fine, uneventful." As I answered my mom, Alex looked at me, winked, and smiled weirdly at me. I mouthed at him: nothing happened! Then he rolled his eyes. He'll get over this tomorrow.

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"Ugh...." My alarm is so annoying. Alex bursts into my room yelling, "Get up you're gonna be late!" Then he leaves and keeps my door open. He found out how to get me out of bed. Damn it. I lazily get up from my bed and close my door. I search my drawers for a different bra, a knit sweater, and skinny jeans. I get dressed then head to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and fix my hair into a high pony tail. I wanted to eat my breakfast downstairs, but there wasn't any time. Finally, I put on my converse, and barely catch the bus. "You're almost missed the bus. Nice going." It's that boy again.

I turn around and answer, "I don't mean to be rude, but why are you talking to me? I barely know you."

"I just thought you're a bit strange, that's all," the boy said casually.

"Thanks...." I answered sarcastically, and turned back around. School is boring. Most of the time. Now I'm starving. I couldn't eat breakfast, and lunch took forever to get here. It's a beautiful day outside, in my opinion, so I took my lunch outside and at there. By myself. for thee thousandth time. Not having friends is suckish. Thinking that I don't have any friends any more makes me feel sad and depressed. My "friends" changed. They used be be so nice to me, but suddenly started haging out with jock girls, the ones who always wear athletic shirts, athletic tops, and sports bras. I just brush it off my shoulder. People change, right?

After school, I text my brother, I'm going to the park. no hw today. see u later. What the F happened to the teachers who give us homework 24/7?!? Meh, I don't care. When I get to the park I sit down on a bench. I inhale deeply. There's a lake in front of me, trees everywhere with their changing leaves, leaves on the ground. I put my headphones in, lounge on the bench, and I soon find myself falling asleep.

"Ow! Shit!" Some one just flicked me on the forehead. Ugh. It's that boy again. "Why did you do that? Are you freaking stalking me or something?"

"Because you were sleeping. And no, I'm not stalking you."

"Then why are you suddenly around me and talking to me?"

"Cuz...."

"Cuz what?"

"Cuz I'm bored without any friends. You don't have any friends do you?" That just shut me right up. A-hole. Whatever. He just put me in a bad mood. Thanks a lot. I moved away from him on the bench, crossed my legs, and stared at the scenery. And then I realized, I don't even know this stalker's name. (I'm going to call him stalker from now on.)

Hey guys! I hope you like my story so far! Some of these ideas are from my own personal life, but mostly made up. This is my second story, I'm not that good. My other story is Lemonade Girl. (unfinished)

~Piano_Girl018