Today's the day.
I keep telling myself that over and over again.
Thoughts in my head keep on telling me to stop, but I just can't. Nothing's the same anymore.....
Not since that fatal day, when everything changed.
Everything stopped as if time stood still itself.
......just for me.
I walk into the long, lucent hallway. I go straight to my newly found home room, getting ready to start the very first day of senior year, boring as usual. I walk straight in without even thinking, dropping my book bag on the floor next to the first desk I see. Everyone staring at me, giving off signals of hatred, as if I had just all of a sudden stabbed one of their best friends.
The only person that really stands out to me is a tall skyscraper of a boy, looking at me with extremely keen eyes, knowing well enough that I had just noticed him. He had piercing blue eyes, wavy dirty blond hair, that only went down just above his neck, leaving no room to see his bewildered head. He had a strong jaw line, with irresistible dimples, the kind of dimples you only see models sporting.
He gave me a half smile, something he probably gives to all of the phony girls eye googling him. He seems to have already a sensible crowd of people at him, probably a well known player.
I look at him with questioning eyes, and he nods with his head signaling to me that the teacher was standing right next to me, arms crossed with an angry expression on his face.
I shake my head, trying to get myself to think straight for once in my life. Right in front of me were the abrasive faces of my piers, and I realized they were all in a line at the back of the room waiting for me to pick my book bag back up, and join them at the back of the class to get alphabetically seated.
