Changes

Chapter 2

I stood in front of the entrance of my school. I looked around the room and took a deep breath to take it all. There was kids from all sizes pushing and shoving to get where they needed to go. I turned my head to the left and saw a couple making out near the bathroom. A boy that looked around the age of 17 had curly brown hair, probably six foot, almond brown skin and freckles that look like splotches of paint on his face. He was wearing a 'Central Football' shirt. He strolled over to the couple that was making out and interrupted their PDA by suffocating them in a warm embrace. They all laughed simultaneously. The boy raised his head and looked around, his eyes searching for something and landed right on me. We gazed at each other for awhile. I couldn't help but blush and turn my head. In the corner of my eye I saw him do the same thing.

"Who are you looking at Delilah?" said Riley curiously.

"Uhh... No one," I blushed with a response.

"Yeah okay. Do you know where you're going?"

"Yeah I do. I looked at my schedule online last night. I'm sure it won't change. Do you?"

"Yup those hot guys at orientation showed me," Riley said with a smirk.

"Slut," I replied jokingly.

"Hahaha you got that right," she said with a wink.

I texted my best friend Denise to see if she has arrived at school yet.

Where you at gurl? -_-

In the patio she replied back instantly.

Since we had a tour at freshman orientation, we were familiar where everything is located and secret passage ways that school has. We saw our friend Denise sitting at a table waiting for us. Her burgundy long hair was straitened which framed her face nicely; she wore light makeup only enough to enhance her features.

My Snookie sized friend jumped up from the table and ran to Riley and I when she saw us walking towards her.

"Hey Bella," said Riley. I couldn't resist but to laugh out loud at Riley's nickname for Denise. Denise has white pale skin somewhat similar to snow. After seeing the movie Twilight, Riley made a comparison towards their skin colors and it stuck ever since.

"Ha Ha! Very funny bitch," said Denise with a laugh. "I've been looking around there is not one cute boy in sight"

"I really hope you are lying," replied Riley.

"I'm not! I've been sitting here waiting for y'all to come and the boys that walked by are not cute," Denise said disgustingly.

"Let's just hope that what you saw was the nerds and not the overall male population in this school" prayed Riley.

"Does it really matter?" I asked.

Riley and Denise looked appalled at my question.

"Who are you right now?"

"Of course it matters," they both replied simultaneously.

"I'm just saying..." As soon as I was to explain my view point to the girls I was interrupted by the sound of the school bell ringing. "Looks like it's time to get to class."

We all stood up made our way to our first period classes. We gave each other encouraging looks and went on our separate ways. I walked inside the main building, past the main office, walked through corridor 130 hallway, exit the hallway, and made a right to arrive at my Spanish class according to my schedule. My Spanish teacher was holding the door and greeted me with a smile "Good Morning," I simply smiled back as a response.

I walked inside and saw six other people in the room, yet the room was filled with about thirty desks. I looked at the clock and saw that there was only a minute left until the late bell rings and class must begin.

I sat at the desk close to the board yet near the back. I turned around and looked at everyone in the room. I saw a familiar face, but I couldn't pin point where I saw this girl before. I stared at her and thought long and hard about it. She caught me staring at her and gave me a weird look, I blushed and turned around. Until I realized where I seen the girl before, we went to the same middle school. I nodded my head as a confirmation to myself. I felt eyes starting at me, so I slowly turned around and saw six pairs of eyes staring at me. I must've looked like an idiot with my head nodding like a bobble head.

The late bell runged and my Spanish teacher made her way towards the front of the room. I turned around once she said "Good Morning class. I hope everyone had a wonderful summer."

She was rewarded with an awkward silence as a reply.

"It looks like majority of the class will be running late probably with traffic or they are still putting people in correct classes, possibly putting people out to balance out the kids and what not." She was mostly saying her speech to herself since no one was really paying attention to her.

"So for now, you guys can just relax. Go on your phones or whatever and we will get through the nitty gritty tomorrow, when I actually have a full class. By the way my name is Mrs. Smith," hmm... Different for a Spanish teacher, I thought to myself regarding to her name.

I study my teacher since there was nothing left to do. Something about Mrs. Smith gave me a vibe that her class might be boring. She looks like the old grandma version of Dora the Explorer. I held in my laughter as that thought came near my mind.

I laid my head down on my desk and closed my eyes. Sleep soon came over me and the image of the curly brown haired boy came into view.