Back to school

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It is back to school month. There are commercials all over tv and Instagram. It is the same old same old.

I wake to the sound of my loud alarm. I roll on my back to face the ceiling. Today is the first day of my senior year in high school. I moan and roll out of the bed to get a shower and get dressed.

I wear my green long sleeve shirt, some really dark navy blue skinny jeans, and I braid my hair into double braids. I don't really wear makeup so I put on a little mascara and consealer. I check my phone and it is 7:15. Holy shit my bus comes by my street at 7:20!! I grab my backpack and sprint out the door.

I reach the bus stop just in time. "Welcome back Emma!" The bus driver always says this and it always brightens up my day. I take a seat in the very back of the bus. Where I always do and stare out the window until we arrive at school.

I walk into the same school that I have for 3 years now. I am stampeded by all of the other high schoolers. I get up and dust myself off then head to homeroom. 

I am in Mrs. Chastaine's homeroom this year. "Good morning class. Now before we start our day we are going to tell the class our names." "What are we 1st graders?" Damon said at Mrs. Chastaine. He was the troublemaker of the class. "Ok so let's start over here." She said taking in a big inhale and dusting off what Damon had said and pointed to me. "Ugg ok I'm Emma." I said not gerund up from my chair. "Ok next." "I'm sean but I like to go by Jack. Im new."A very cute, very IRISH boy said from right next to me. "Hi." He said to me. "Hi."

We finish the name game early so we get to talk. I am the only one not being talked to. Even the new guy is being crowded by other people. I start to draw on a blank piece of paper. I consider myself an artist but not a good one. I draw a werewolf howling at the moon.

"That's really good." Sean said shooing off the people trying to talk to him. "Thanks." I said quietly. "Are ya always this quiet?" He asked me. Not looking up from my drawing I say "yeah I don't have many friends to talk to so I am just in the shadows." "HOW you are gorgeous!"

"NO IM NOT!" I say back at him finally looking up from my paper. "No one likes me ok." I say tears welling up in my eyes. "Why you are beautiful." He said looking kind of hurt. "No one thinks the same as you Sean. Now if you'll excuse me I have to get to history." Some of the tears run down my cheek. "Wait. Um would ya like to go out with me sometime?"

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