I slowly got out of the car, I turn back at mom but she wasn't paying attention. My heart was beating out of my chest. Why am I so nervous? It's just high school I told myself. I quickly look around to notice my friend Ariel standing there looking around. She noticed me. We both started walking towards each other.
"Oh my god I thought I would never find someone I knew here!" We managed to make it inside without getting trampled. I looked at my hand, which had my locker number on it. 5-6-2-1-8.
"56218,56218,56218" I kept whispering that to myself. It's not like I'm going to remember it anyways. I shoved my books in my locker.
" What class do you have this morning?" Ariel was so perky. It was kind of annoying.
" JNG." I closed my locker.
" AWE! I don't have that class till the end of the day! Man that bites! Maybe we will have a class together later. See cya." She started skipping down on hallway. Closing my locker I started down the hallway. Looking at the top of the doors for room ' A2 '. I noticed there wasn't a single soul in the hall. That I knew of. As I started to run up the stairs I saw a boy standing there looking at me. Ehh, what a weirdo. I ignored it. I looked up 'A2" right there! I ran to the door, and opened it.
" Hello, Ellie. " Mrs. Gale was my grandmother's bestfriend. Everytime I went over there she was there having a cup of coffee, or just simpley chatting about their day.
" Hi.." I was out of breath. I could barley get the words out of my mouth. Noticing a empty table, I jumped at the chance to get it. Looking around I didn't notice a single face in that room. Other than Mrs. Gale.
Finally, the bell rang. All the highschoolers charging out the doors like a heard of elephants. I grabbed the books from my locker. I noticed that strange boy staring at me again. We locked eyes for about 10 seconds until I turned away. Why is he looking at me? He made me feel insecure with his glare. I walked outside the school to find my mothers car. I ran to the car.
"Hey babe, how was your first day of highschool?" I set my books in the back seat.
" Really good." I didn't tell her about the strange boy. I just brushed it off my shoulder. I just have to forget about it.
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FanfictionHaving someone stare at you, mocking you, making you angry makes you furious, right? Try having someone do it to you every day, until you become more than friends and you find out the truth behind it all,
