Overhigh

Chapter 1

The clouds flowed around Lena, as she drifts along in the sky; relaxed and happy. A loud beeping starts, she groans and slowly the clouds disappear. She smacked her hand on the table, hoping to hit the snooze button, but instead she hit her phone. Lena almost swore. Slowly she stumbled out of bed, and looked into the mirror. Her brown spiky hair was going everywhere and looked tangled which is never good for the first day of school.

"Lena Jacobs Oxton, I heard your alarm go off! Go get into the shower, it's your first day." her mom calls up. Lena glowered, trying to fight the call of her comfy bed. She didn't want to induce the wrath of her mom. She grabbed a clean pair of jeans and a tee shirt and ran to the bathroom.

As she walked down the stairs her mom clicked her tongue. "Honey, I know you don't like dresses that much, but it's your first day of high school; don't you want to dress up?" her mom asked.

"Are you telling me I look ugly?" Lena replied as she grabbed the milk and cereal and made herself a bowl.

"No, honey. I think your beautiful; your hair looks perfect today! But don't you remember how we found that pretty dress that was kinda expensive and I told you I would buy it for you, if you wore it on the first day." her mom said, with an ever growing tone of annoyance.

"Mom, I didn't want the dress, but Alicia said that it would look cute on me and forced me to get it. Also, I didn't shave my legs today." Lena replied nonchalantly as she slurped up the milk and put the bowl in the sink.

"Look Lena that dress was expensive, and you promised you would wear it. I cleaned it and ironed it last night to make sure it would look cute." her mom said.

"Mom really I'm sorry, I swear I will wear it tomorrow, but I have to go. Cheers!" Lena grabbed her backpack and left before her mom could say anything else.

Lena walked along, marveling how different Maine was from London. Lena felt homesick. She missed her small london flat, riding the metro, and hanging out with her friends. Lena loved that she had a pool and didn't have to share a room with her older sister, who was in college, but she still couldn't help but feel a small pang of regret.

"Hey!" Lena turned around huge teen boy was trying to catch up to her. He didn't seem that dangerous, he just seemed big, sweet, and a tad clumsy. He was waving at her and smiling at her with this huge dopey grin on his face. Lena turned and gave him a little smile and wave. She stopped walking and waited for him to catch up to her.

"Hi, my name is-" he wheezed. Quickly, he grabbed an inhaler and puffed air back into his lungs. He gave this little dopey, adorable idiot smile.

"Sorry about that, I've got Asthma, and it's not good for me to run. Hey, I haven't seen you around here before, are you new? My name's Nicholas Bass, but my friends call me Nick. You want to be friends?" he peppered. Lena tried not to laugh; he was big enough to be a huge and intimidating quarterback, but he had the personality of a lab puppy. It made for an adorable combination.

"Well, my name is Lena, Lena Oxton. I would love to be friends with you! Yes I'm new, I moved here in early August from London, England." she smiled back.

"Oh cool, do you like it here?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm just not used to it." replied Lena. They walked together for a bit, chatting about different interests and hobbies.

"Oh hey, I forgot to ask what grade are you in. I'm a freshman." he said. Lena looked startled.

"Sorry I would've pegged you as a junior or senior, not a freshman." she replied. He grinned, "Hah! It's fine, most people think I'm in college." he snickered and Lena laughed.

At this point they were about a block from school. They saw cars with teens pulling up. As she scanned around the crowd of teens, she saw that, like her old school, there were still cliques; the most obvious being the popular girls and bad boys.

"Who's that?" Lena asked pointing at a girl that seemed to be the ringleader of the popular girls.

"Oh that's Sataya, she is a junior. She holds most of the school under her thumb. Be careful I wouldn't mess with her." he replied, looking away from her as if he was scared.

"Hey Nick! There you are!" called out a boy. Lena turned around, getting a good look at the kid. He was as big, if not bigger than Nick, but moved with a calm grace. He was walking over and giving her a polite smile.

"Oh Lena, this is my best friend Harold Winston." he said. The two did a fist bump. There was an obvious contrast to each other. Nick had short, blond hair spiked up in the front. He had on jeans, a tee shirt, and a simple blue backpack. Harold, on the other hand, was wearing a white tee with a black zentangle design on it, with a red flannel over it and light brown corduroy pants. His black hair was lightly spiked up, looking like an effortless bed head. He had little black professor glasses and a satchel instead of a backpack.

The two starting talking about video games, forgetting she was there. She walked away to the office to pick up her schedule. She was early enough, so she didn't have to wait long for a schedule.

"Name!" barked the lady.

"Lena Oxton" she replied.

"Alright honey, let me see..." She slowly shuffled through some files muttering to herself.

"Here it is! You've got about a half hour until your first period so I would recommend you walk around the campus to get a layout of the buildings". The secretary waved her away.

Lena walked around the school comparing it to her old school. The campus was very big with a lot of different rooms. In the back of it there was a small little area filled with trees right next to the cafeteria. She sat under one of the trees and pulled out her schedule. She remembered that her periods were close together except for her fifth period, which was Gym and her sixth period, which was Spanish. Lena checked her phone and realized that she only had about 5 minutes until class. Quickly, she got up and took a deep breath. Scared, but confident, Lena was determined to make this year a great experience.