Christmas Eve

Chapter 1:

I stepped into a new door of my life, guess what, it might be the worst and hardest thing I had ever done ever since the day I plucked out my mom’s eyebrows when I was three.

High school, that’s the hardest thing in the world.

I mean all the cliques, the girls, the boys, the jocks, the football players, the nerds, the musicians, the orchestra, the choir, everything else, everything but me.

I was stuck in the middle of a busy crowd as they hurriedly went to their lockers, or their boyfriends for some lip locking actions, or maybe even other things. Other things that I even did not want to know about at all at this point in my life.

I just stood there, waiting for at least the time to stop, or maybe someone to wake me up from this bad dream as I knew they were all staring at me, the new girl. It was like they’re eyes were piercing through my body and my clothes revealing my inner body, with my lacy black bra and underwear, which no one ever knew that I wore it in my previous other schools. But I guess, the people here actually don’t even wear underwear, or anything else. So I guess I’m not the only one who feels as slutty as I do right now.

Instead of waiting for time to actually stopped, I actually got pushed, and then I had eventually fallen to my locker on my way to my first period. “Nice job guys.” I sighed as I put in the code that they had printed out for me in the piece of paper that was about to crumble because of me clutching on it too tightly.

The bell rang at exactly three minutes before nine, so then I pretended like I was having fun playing around with my locker code as everyone scattered and hurriedly left the hall.

Then there was me, alone, in peace, no one there in the hall but me. I sighed and smiled.

“God! This is so freaking amazing!” I yelled, and then my voice echoed. “Echo!!!” I yelled and it echoed again through the halls.

“Are you this weird?” someone asked as they came through the left part of the stairs going down.

“Excuse me?” I asked looking at him. His gorgeous brown hair swiping through his green eyes as they stare down at me, his white shirt clung to his body with his low waist jeans clinging almost at the bottom of his ass.

“Hall monitor.” He said waving his board to me and smiling as he wrote something down on it.

“Seriously? Your seriously going to write me on your precious little board, and it’s my first day at this school, damn you’re a nasty hall monitor then.” I grinned at him and then he stepped on the last step of the stairs and looked at me.

“If you’d like to call me that, then okay… whatever, but your still on my list, Ms?” he asked.

“I am so not telling you my name, I get detention right?” I asked.

“If you want to miss it, I could just tell you what you can do so I can let this one slide.” He smiled.

“If you’re trying to get into my pants honey, your definitely just going to my cat’s, cause boy oh boy do you fail at these things. I mean seriously, sexually or not, no way! You’re just a pain in my ass, I even think half of these girls in this school has already been laid or been to your pants, so I guess I don’t want rebound guys for me.” I smiled and slammed my locker.

“Fine then, at least just go now before Mr. Hathaway comes here and kicks my ass and sends me to detention because I let you slide off.” He said. “I’m not a real hall monitor anyways,” he started once more. “I’m only here for a little extra credit and community work, because well of something…” he grumbled and then hurried off, pretending I was never even there again.