The One?

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Chapter 1

I sat with my hands on my laps and my shoulders drooping down, as still as the building I called a second home. I saw happiness flash through my eyes as we drew closer to my school grounds. ‘Rushmore High’, I saw engraved on the plain white brick walls of my school, it’s a wonder how it’s able to stay clean. Even the glazes of grass I had seen the year before had seemed to run away under the dulling atmosphere of  ‘The first day of school’. As I descended from my car, I watched as people scurried into the building like ants pushing each other to get into the hill, it was at that point that I wished I was snuggled up at home under my favorite blanket while reading a book or watching TV. ‘Here we go again’ I whispered to myself under my breath, new school year, and new troubles. I strolled into the school hallway with my arms swaying beside me (yeno doing the cool thing). I remembered everything exactly right. The spiral staircase to go upstairs was still there, waiting on to be of use again. All the lockers were still as small and as useless as they were last year. Even the walls didn’t seem to want to change color the way the seasons did. I stood in front of the mustard yellow wall; it looked like it was in agony and pain as it waited for when it would be re-painted. ‘RIINNNNNNNGGG’, the bell had just gone and I was late. Where did that 20mins go?? I ran like the wind (or so I felt) before slipping and falling face down on the hard marble floor, my sworn enemy, I guess the war was about to start all over again. I picked myself up and scrimmaged to class, shutting the wooden brown door behind me.

‘Madame Alexis, Late again I see’, Mrs. Shanagn said, her pulse on her neck was bulging as I watched her wrinkle, my old dear friend appear on her popping forehead. ‘Okay everybody stand up in honor of her since she is our leader and the only one able to be late in this class’. I gave myself an imaginary face palm before heading to my seat. Kristy of course was already starring at me her mouth open and moving in motion as she chewed her gum loudly, purposely trying to be rude. I walked to my seat and sat down, just praying that the spotlight would be taken far away from my presence. The worst part about it was that the only seat left in the class was the one in front of Kristy.

 ‘Okay everybody, time to pick your partners’ Mrs. Shangan’s voice beamed through the class, it was so loud that I am pretty sure anybody a mile away would have been able to hear the clear crisp sound of it. Her large nostrils flared, probably trying to savage any pieces of air it could get through the bush of hair up there.

‘ Kristy and Sophie, Lara and Tim, Jennifer and Steven, Alexis and Jordan….’ What!! Did she just say I was with Jordan my heart began to pound so loud that just the very sound of it made me dizzy.

Kristy on the other hand didn’t need to say anything before I knew she was angry with me, it was evident on her soft delicate face. I watched as her rosy cheeks became rosier than usual before jutting straight back to the position I was in before.

‘One partner from each group should go and pick up all the utensils for our experiment’ I watched in disgust as Mrs. Shanagan’s lips smacked together with each word she said. ‘Jeez that woman deffo needs some auditory lessons’ I said to myself, I felt like a little giggle was about to burst out of me and rip out my insides, but I had to hold it in. She had spared me for coming late, would she spare me again??  Her spectacles looked like they were filling up with her own saliva as it continued to get painted with dots of water. ‘Heeelllllllloooooo!?, Alexis?’ Jordan said with his palms waving back and forth in front of my face like the wings of a seal.

‘Oh, hey sorry’

‘ Should I go and get the things or should you go?’ aww he is so polite and cute, his eyes were the key; they were as deep brown as the chocolate bars I love to eat, it was always a difficulty to get my gaze off him once it found itself upon the wonders of his face.

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