I make it to Mr. Foster's class just as the late bell rings. Mr. Foster is busy at the front of the room scribbling down the class rules, as if the majority will obey them, and today's agenda. When my eyes meet his face, I realize what Jake was talking about. Mr. Foster, does indeed, have fish eyes. He is a very conservative looking man in his sweater vest and slacks. He doesn't look intimidating at all. Just a little nerdy. I turn my attetion to the rest of the class. Laura Gold and her boyfriend Louis Tomlinson are currently occupied with Louis whispering into Laura's ear and her occasional giggle and swating his arm. Niall Horan of course is surrounded by a large group of girls and his best friend Liam Payne. I really don't mind until I see him. His midnight black hair, his piercings, his inked olive skin. As I'm staring he looks up and catches my eyes. I am mesmerized by the soft caramel color eyes. He smiles again, but like the last, it wasn't warm. I'm snapped to attention again when I hear my name.
"Andy! Come sit with me!" Laney waves and smiles. I cross them room to her table, feeling the boy's eyes on me the whole time. I reach Laney's table and take my seat. I don't know her really except for the few times Jake has brought her around. I don't blame him for not wanting to bring her home, not with the town slut living there.
"Hey Laney, how's it going?" I ask as get my binder out for today.
"Oh not much, cheer tryouts are today, which ought to be hilarious," she laughs, flipping her hair back to show off her uniform. Laney has been cheer captain for the two years she and I have both been here.
"Lot of freshmen coming out I'm guessing?"
"Totally."
Our awkward attempt at small talk is interupted when Mr. Foster turns around.
"Alright students, welcome to English 3. I'll be your teacher Mr. Foster," he stammers while looking at each of our faces.
"Ok, so for today I want you to write about yourself so I can get to know you. Write about your family, friends, hobbies, whatever. Well not whatever, I don't want to know about you sexual experiences." Mr. Foster blushes on the last sentence and Niall snorts from the back. Laura giggles and looks at Louis and he wiggles his eyebrows.
Laney's hands shoots up in the air.
"How long does it have to be?" She asks.
"As long as you need it to be, Miss..."
"Taylor. Laney Taylor." Laney smiles. Mr. Foster returns the smile then looks down at the papers on his desk. He looks up again immediately.
"You have the rest of class to finish this, so don't waste time." He turns his attention back to his desk and the rest of the class goes back to talking in their small groups. Their own worlds.
"Well, I for one am getting this done." Laney says getting out a sheet of paper and handing a piece to me. I thank her and get out a pencil.
"I just hope he is prepared for a novel and a half," I say and Laney laughs.
"That bad?" She asks.
"You don't even know the half of it," I mutter almost to myself.
Laney turns her attention and begins writing. I title my paper "Story of My Life" because honestly, it will.
I begin with my family. What a soap opera that is.
"My name is Andrea Green, Andy for short. I'm not really sure where to start with this paper, but I'll start with my family.
Oh my family, where to begin. Well, my dad either died or ran off, my mom never told me what happened to him. This was around when I was 4 years old. I don't really remember much of my childhood, except for a few blurry memories. But, it was my mom and I for most of my life. When I was around 10 years old my mom met my step-dad. They dated for about 3 months before good old dad popped the question. They got married and I got a step brother and sister, Jake and Katie. Now Mr. Foster, you probably know Jake Green. My step-sister is about 7 years old now. They are the only two who I actually love in my family now. You will soon find out why. Anyway, we were one big happy family for about 4 years. When I was 14, Mr. Foster, was when things got interesting. I remember it was around August when my lovely step-dad dropped a bomb on all of us. He told us we would be moving here, to Canfield, Ohio. That isn't the worst thing, no Mr. Foster, not the worst. So, we moved here and got settled.
