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          Walking into the parking lot, I see a bunch of people, all of them look like jocks and cheerleaders. I obiviously stand out, black jeans, black shoes, a cream, black and maroon sweater and my bangs are colored teal. As I walk by a group of people who are sitting next to two expensive cars, starring at me as I walk by. I keep my head down and walk fast anxiety pricks at my skin and it starts getting hard to breathe. I already don't like this school. 

           I walk up to the whitemore high school front doors and regret opening them... Maybe I should of just skipped. I pull out my head phones and put on some music so it drowns out the loud chit chatter, of people who probably gone to school since kindergaten.

          Coming to two hall ways I looking down both of them to see which way I could find the office. I haven't even been here five minutes and I'm already lost, Great this year is going to be fun. It's my senor year and I can tell things are already going to go badly. I take a guess and turn down the hall with less people, I want as less people to see me make a fool of myself.

             Not paying attention I bump into someone and end up on the floor my books also scattered across the floor, I curse under my breathe. "Fuck." Apparently it's louder than I expected because the person I hit looks down at me and asks,                                                                          

         "Hey you alright?" He gestures out his hand and I just stare at it like it's going to bite me. I start to panic and look around to make sure no one else saw, but everyone is mummering. I don't take his hand and get up myself, I pick up my book and turn around I stop in my tracks and just stare, this guy is dressed in black skinny jeans and has dark brown flippy hair, He's wearing a Bring Me The Horizon shirt and has the most beauiful eyes, which are a light blue.                                             He smiles and chuckles, "My name is Destery, what is your name?"                             I blush and hug my book close to my chest, my words get stuck in my throat and I stuttered. "U-umm can you h-help me find the o-office." My hands feel clammy and I go into a cold sweat. I stare at the ground not wanting to make eye contact.                                                                                                         He smiles once again, "Sure," He points behind him and says. "It's just down the hall and turn right when you come to the hall."                                                                                                  I nervously walk past him brushing his shoulder. Not saying thanks or goodbye.                                    

          He calls after me, "Hey! I never got your name." Shrugging taking my hint I don't want to talk he turns and heads to class.

             Before vanishing into the office I look back but he had already disappeared into the crowd of people.

            Behind the desk say a heavily set woman that wore too much much make up. She sounded tired and fed up with all of these stupid teenagers, lost in my train of thought I didn't hear when she ask me my name.

           She tapped on the counter infront of me, "Your name please."

           Snapping back into the real world I mummbled, "Ariel jones."

           She put a piece of paper infront of me and went back to typing on her computer. Taking the piece of paper, I study it before headed out. Opening the door the bell screeches in my ear, cringing at the sudden loud ringing I look around and the halls are deserted, I'm obviously late.

           Walking down the halls I get this feel someone is watching me, turning around to look behind me. There no one there, I keep looking for my class. I see a set of set of stairs near the main hall and decide to take up. reaching the second floor I quickly see me class, groaning I walk towards the closed door. As I walk into class everyone turns and stares, gulping my vision starts to fog and a high pitch rining sound beings in my ear.    

           The teacher looks at me and asks, "Can I help you?" Her tone impatient.

           "Is this Mrs. S-sliversprings class?" Stuttering I look around and I catch the guy I bumped into this morning staring at me. My vision gets blurry as I can't look away something about him is pulling me towards him.

           "Are you Ariel Jones?"

           "Yes."

            "Take a seat."

            Looking over the classroom for any open seats, the only available seat is next to him. Walking over there I study the ground not wanted to make eye contact. Taking my seat he studies me, I steal a couple of glances at him but everytime he doesn't look away, I ignore him and can feel a burning sensation buliding up inside me.

           My head starts to ring again and my vision gets foggy, I rub my eyes and blink a couple of times. But that doesn't help. I wince in pain as I put my arm on my desk resting my head on the desk.

          Closing my eyes I feel comfort in the darkness. Soon all the noises fade away and I go into the darkness completely.

       

           I feel a tapping on my shoulder, my head feels heavy but the ringing has gone and my vision is back to normal. Looking to my side to see who tapped my shoulder I frown,