Chapter 31

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"So Delilah are you excited? First day at the new school tomorrow?" I ask as we unpack our bedroom, as we are finally in Arizona.
"I don't know, I've never been the new student before." she shrugs. "What about you, first day of your job tomorrow, how do you feel?" she questions, folding her clothes and placing them her drawers.
"I'm not too nervous, I've been a new teacher before, I'm sure I'll be fine"

Delilahs Pov

"Hi, I'm Delilah" I shake the teachers hand of my first class of today.
"Hi Delilah, I'm Mrs. Green, have a seat" she gestures to a seat up front. I take a seat and nervously settle in. Don't worry, only 2 months and then you'll be graduating. I tell myself. The final bell rings and everyone comes in, a guy with short, choppy blonde hair and dark skin and green eyes looks over at me and smiles with a wink, I nod with a smile and turn my attention towards Mrs. Green.
"Hello everyone, today we have a new student joining our school, everyone...this is Delilah" she gestures for me to stand and I do, I nervously look around the room with a short wave and sit back down.
"Chip" the guy from before leans in, telling me his name. I nod at him again and look away.
"Delilah, tell us about yourself" Mrs. Green orders.
"Well, I'm from Los Angeles, I've lived there my whole life until my...dad got a job offer for a place here and so we moved. I'm a senior..I don't have any siblings and that's about it." I finish.
"Alright, let's get class started" she says giddy.

The bell finally rings and I pick my things up to leave, when I walk out the door I feel someone tap on my shoulder, I spin around to see who it is. It's a girl about my height and weight, long black hair, dark brown eyes, a pair of black rimmed glasses sits on her nose.
"I'm Becky, I know your new and all...I was too last year, I think I was the newest but I just wanted to say if you need any help you can come to me, my locker is 567, down this hall" she points to her left.
"Thank you" I say and then turn to go to my next class.
"Wait!" She calls. "What class do you have next?" She asks.
"Art and Literature with Mr. Glass." I say looking at my schedule.
"I can show you where that is" she offers and I nod. We walk down the hallway and then turn right and go up a flight of stairs, 3 doors down stands a tall, bald man with glasses and a scruffy white beard.
"You must be Delilah." He goes to shake my hand and I shake it back.
"Yep"
"It's great to have a new face, these ones are getting old" he laughs, hooking his thumb behind him and I laugh lightly.
"Thanks Mr. Glass, I like you too" Becky laughs. "I'll meet you here after glass Delilah" she says to me and I nod.
"Come on, I save you a seat" he directs me to a seat in the back and I am thankful to be away from all the eyes staring at me.

2 classes later it's lunch and Becky offers to let me sit with her and I oblige because obviously don't know anyone here besides her. I sit down at a circle table in the back corner of the large, yet crowded cafeteria. I try to look around to get familiar with who's who and who goes wear. My eyes first fall on a group of boys just 2 tables away. A tall guy with long brown curly hair and sharp green eyes sits vertical from me, another boy, shorter, short brown hair that's in a quiff sits next to him, his back to me, on the other side of the tall, long haired boy is a blonde boy, with more of a spiky hair cut, blue eyes and a cute smile and last, next to him is a guy with very short brown hair and brown eyes, he doesn't look interested in their conversation, more into something he's reading.
The next table I see is next to them, a table of both guys and girls, a girl with long curly brown hair and bangs a glasses, she's wearing a poke a dot dress, next to her is a tanned skin girl, taller than her with long straight, lighter brown hair and bangs, next to her with his arm hooked around her, is a guy with black hair, gelled in a perfect style, he's made a joke and everyone is laughing, next to him is a guy with short brown hair and brown eyes and-
"Delilah, right?" Someone takes me from my thought and I look up to see a girl with curly, sandy blonde hair, big blue eyes pinned back with a hobby pin.
"Yes, hi" I state.
"Jessica, so your friends with Becky, that's my best friend. How'd you meet?" She says a bunch of words at once.
"She's been showing me around" I shrug.
"Well that's cool, where are you from?"
"Los Angeles"
"Wow, meet any celebrities down there?"
"No, I didn't live around that area, more of the suburbs" I explain.
"So, are you single or anything?"
"Umm No, I have a boyfriend"
"What's his name?"
"Brendon"
"That's cool, is he cute?"
"Y-" I almost with reply but Becky sits down with her tray and interrupts me.
"Jessica, leave Delilah alone." Becky demands and Jessica sits back in her seat and shrugs, eating her food.
"Sorry about her, she can be a bit...overwhelming at first" Becky apologizes.
"It's okay" I brush it off.

Finally it's the end of the day, I hop in my car and drive back to the house, where Brendon's car isn't in the driveway, I sigh and go into the house, I wish he was here, it's been a long day and I have to do that all tomorrow. I go to the bedroom and take off my clothes to put on a comfy t shirt of Brendon's and a pair of sweat pants, I wipe off my makeup and put my hair up.
After that I start unpacking some more.

"Hey D" Brendon comes in at 6 o'clock.
"Finally, it's been forever" I groan, getting up from the couch and hugging him.
"Sorry, first day was a lot of orientation, tomorrow I should be home around 4, no worries" he uses his thumb and forefinger to lift my chin up. He pecks my lips once and the hugs me again.
"So how was your first day?" He questions as I sit back down.
"Okay, I guess, I met this girl Becky, she's cool" I shrug.
"Well how cool, already making friends" he sits down next to me, putting his hand on my thigh.
"What about you?" I ask.
"It was mostly just one guy showing me around the school so long and boring" he shrugs. He lays against the back of the couch and leans in to kiss me.
"I love you" I smile.
"I love you too" he smiles back.

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