Part 5

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It had been a week since I saw the José and his dad. It had also been a week from that awkward moment when José completely shut me down. For some reason I couldn't stop thinking about what happened, he was the only thing on my mind.

My dad and I had already went to my school to register. Wow. My new school, was going to start in just a few weeks. When I first walked in, I noticed it was huge. Wide. Beautiful, everything here was beautiful. My house, José and now this school. My dad was walking infront of me, and since I had no clue where to go, I was glued to his back.

Summer school classes were on, and we walked silently. The hallways were enormous, and there were green lines along the walls. We turned the corner to find the office, but ended up going the opposite way. There were lockers, huge lockers to be exact. They had three main colours, guessing by all the lockers either being black, grey, and green. My old school was nothing compared to this place.

St.Vale Green, my old school, or hell in other words, was stuffy, and petite compared to this school. It had gloomy colours, a faded blue, with a dry yellow. Not even those nice crayons types, but those faded clothes types.

Seeing we were lost, my dad asked a woman in the hallway for directions. This woman didn't look like a student, more of a teacher. She had a pencil skirt and a loose red blouse on, and I could tell by her smile wrinkles, at the corner of her eyes that she was atleast 35.

She smiled at me, and shook my dads hand, and led us to the office. There were so many hallways I couldn't tell if we were going in circles or just in new hallways.

After what felt like a decade, we finally reached the office, and I was left speechless. It didn't even look like an office, more of a living room that was professionally decorated by some high class interior designer.

My dad greeted the front lady desk, and we got some paper work. I filled everything out quickly and handed it back, they said it was 'delightful to have another student join their school', and the feelings were definitly mutual.

"Soul, why don't you go look around the school to get more familiar with it? Meanwhile, I'll finish some of my own paper work" My dad suggested. He picked up some paper and didn't even let me answer. Did I want to walk around alone? What if I bumped into someone that I don't know? What if people here where just like before? What if I got lost? Ugh. Dad. Why do you always do this to me?

I got up anyways, and started to walk out. I looked around wondering where I should head to. I just walked straight into a hallway I didn't think I had seen before, I was walking and looking at the walls that were covered with paintings, and art. There was this one picture, of a girl who was crying, but it wasnt a portrait, it was a picture made of pictures. These people were definitely talented.

I spotted some graffiti art, it had hues of blue and violet. It was beautiful. I guessed that was the art hallway since there were paintings and drawings everywhere. At my old school, the art hallways was only one staright hallway with a dead end, but this hallways went on forever, and had other hallways attached to it.

It felt like a maze, and having no clue to where I was, I was now officially lost. I started to speed up my pace, and right when I turned the corner, I hit something solid. I went flying towards the ground and landed on my back. My glasses slipped off my face. I let out a groan and held my head.

"Oh my gosh! Is she okay?!" I heard an annoyingly squeeky voice yell. I opened my eyes slowly.

My vision still being blurry, I could tell it was a very skinny girl. She was wearing something that was bright pink, most likely to be a skirt, and a white tube top?

I got on my knees and started to search for my glasses, I spread my arms across the cold floor, my hands meeting a shoe, I looked up to find a muscular body, which then handed me my glasses. I took them quickly, eager to see who these people were.

I jumped up after noticing it was José. Oh my god! WHY!? Everytime some stupidly embarassing happened, he had to be there! He was looking so fine though. My eyes slid down his toned body. He was wearing a long sleeved tight black shirt with light grey jeans.

The squeeky voiced girl then got up and held onto his side. She smiled at me, but it wasn't a friendly smile. More of a back-off-my-man type of smile.

Wait, what? Why was she holding his side? Oh my gosh, I swear if this was his girlfriend, I was ready to find a rock and live under it for the rest of my life.

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OMG YOU GUYS! HIII! IM FINALLY BACK! I know I havent been faithful to you guys lately, and Ive really been slacking on updating, but IM SO SORRY! It's new years, and since I have a non-existent social life, I decided to upload!

So, what do you guys think? Who could new girl be??

Comment, and vote! And tell me what you think!

HAPPY NEW YEARS!

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