Insanity

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New school. New me. I'm not going back to how I used to be. I can't and I won't.

This is a fresh start. A chance to make friends with no judgement. A chance to finally be normal.

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I touch the door handle. It's coldness catches me off guard.

Chills spread throughout my body.

I can feel all eyes on me.

My ears ring.

A metallic taste fills my mouth.

What's happening? Why am I panicking??

It's the first day of school. I need this to be good.

I can't choke up; not now in front of all these people.

I start to freeze up.

I need to get out of here.

While quickly turning around, I bump right into someone.

Great. Just what I need. 

I am knocked onto the ground with one hit.

"Oh my god! Are you ok," a deep voice fills my ears.

"Yeah. I'm fine," I say calmly.

"I'm sorry. I should've watched where I was-," he says.

"No. No. It's not your fault." He smiles, making me blush.

"I'm Dolan- I mean Ethan. Sorry," he laughs. What a goof.

"I'm Diana," I smile.

"Hi Diana. I'm new here. Do you mind showing me around?"

"Well," I say blushing, "I'm actually new here as well so I wouldn't be of much use to you."

"Oh," his face goes semi-red, "well how about we navigate ourselves around together? Here. Let me see your schedule."

I hand him my schedule. He looks at it almost frustrated.

"Hmm. That's weird. It looks like we have all the same classes except for science."

He hands me it back.

"Yeah," I say, "weird."

The bell rings.

"Come on," he says, "let's explore this enormous school."

I take his hand smiling.

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By now, it is the end of the of sixth period.

I spent the whole day with Ethan.

He's fun and cute and I think that I am kind of, sort of falling for him.

But I can't I shouldn't.

A relationship now would be so bad.

But what if he likes me back?

I make a pact to myself: if he likes me and asks me out, then it's okay and I can date him. That's fair enough.

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The next day when I arrive to school Ethan is standing by my locker.

He's staring at the ground.

I can't help but notice that he dyed the tips of his hair purple.

He looks so good.

I approach him.