Just Another Last Chance

Just Another Senior Year

"Hey Miley"

My best friend Savannah says to me as I reach my locker. She's clutching her books and I can tell that she's excited.

"How was the party last night?"

"Amazing," she says grinning. "It was so fun. What'd you do when you got home?"

"Yeah, I pretty much just passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow"

"Hey, have you seen Emmett? He was asking for you earlier."

"Since when do you talk to Emmett Kennedy?" Even I can hear the hint of jealousy in my voice that I hope she doesn't notice. They have always kind of travelled in similar groups, but again, she was never quite on that level.

"He stopped me in the hall earlier, and we talked a little bit."

I was a little irritated with the fact that she was getting farther in a relationship with Emmett than I have since Elementary School.

"Hey, are you ok? You seem a little down" she asked, worry clear on her gorgeous face.

" We're gonna have so much fun this year"

"Oh yeah for sure sav"

"Yes, don't forget. Our year."

"Now hurry up. We'll miss class" she says with a wink while grabbing my hand to drag me to English.

I wonder what Emmett wanted.

I swear my first four periods just dragged on.
In my first hour, my English teacher showed no attempt to hide his disgust for us high school kids. And apparently Emmet decided to skip.

My second, third, and fourth period teachers were boring and the day passed slowly. They all treated me like a sweet and innocent teacher's pet and that wasn't helping with my goal this year.

It's still the beginning of the year but I'm failing at being different. I wish I could just wipe the last 12 years out of people's memories so I can just start over.

By lunch, I was practiacally sprinting out of my classroom. I was so despereate to get out of that class

Just as I turned the corner I ran into a warm, tough chest. Knocking me over.

"Hey watch where you're going nerd, " a familiar voice says above me sending shivers down my spine.

"Oh my gosh I'm so sorry"

"Oh hi, Miley. I didn't realize that was you." He says reaching his hand down to pull me up.

" Umm, so I need some advice, be," he says nervously scratching the back of his neck.

"Oh. Yeah, sure I'd love to help."

"So there's this girl that I think likes me." I felt a surge of jealousy course through my veins at the mention of another girl.

"Oh yeah?"

"But I don't know how to tell her that I like her too." Oh my god. Someone's about to die.
Why is he acting like this anyways? The fact that someone else can bring this glint into his eye makes my blood boil.