Starting Over

8. New School

My alarm blasts through my ears. I slowly open my eyes. The sunlight creeping through the sides of the blinds that covers the windows. I sit up on the edge of my bed and grab my hair elastic and tie my hair into a high ponytail. I make my way to my bathroom and start to get ready for my first day of therapy school.

I make a coffee to go and begin my journey to school.

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"Uh, hi, I'm the new student Ella," I say to one of the secretaries.

"Oh yes, here's your schedule and your locker number." She says handing me my things.

"Thank you." I walk out of the office, going straight to find my locker. The first ones I find start at number two hundred, so mine must be nearby. Once I find it, I take in my surroundings, picking something to remind me where my locker is. I finish unpacking and decorating my locker and have a look at my schedule. I have no idea where my classroom is.

"Room 219," I mumble to myself. I walk around the school trying to find my classroom but I just can't. No one seems to be walking around either. Maybe I should go to the office and get a map or something.

I stop dead in my tracks when a six foot foot Greek god is walking my way. As he walks closer to me I notice his bright blue eyes and his bulging biceps trying to escape his black t-shirt.

Just before he walks past me I call out.

"Uh excuse me, do you know where room 219 is?" I ask, he stops to stand in front of me. He gestures for me to hand him my schedule. As he's reading it, his eyebrows furrow and he sucks in his bottom lip, concentrating on the paper in his hands.

"Yeah, just down that corridor and the fourth room on the left." He directs as he points towards the classroom.

"Thanks," I say as I start walking in the direction he advised.

"Anytime." He winks and walks off. What was that for?

I push that thought past and walk in the direction he told me to go. I walk into the classroom and all eyes turn to me. Soon the teacher realizes no one is focusing, so she turns to look at what everyone has their attention on.

"Oh, you must be the new student?" She chirps walking towards me.

"Uh yeah," I reply.

"Would you like to introduce yourself?" She asks looking around the classroom.

"Uh yeah, okay. Um, my name is Ella and I moved here yesterday." I rock back and forth on my feet as I finish my speech.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Ella. I'm Miss Longworth. Do you mind taking a seat over there?" She introduces herself. Miss Longworth looks to be in her late twenties. With the brown hair, blue eyes, she's actually quite pretty.

I walk over to the empty desk of two in the back corner and noticed a few gasps as I pull the seat out and sit down. Taking out my books from my bag I hear the door open and slam against the wall of the classroom. I look up to see the same guy that helped me find the classroom.

"Jackson, why are you late to class?" Miss Longworth asks.

"Oh, Miss you know my usual," Jackson winks with a gorgeous smirk on his face.

Why would he be attending this school, he seems normal.

"Lunch detention. Take a seat." Miss Longworth said as she handed Jackson a detention slip. I look around the classroom and notice that there is not one spare seat left. Is he sitting on the floor or something? No, you dumb ass, he is going to be sitting next to you. My inner voice says. Yay me.