Everybody needs somebody

Chapter 1.

"Jennifer!" My mom yelled from downstairs "get up or you'll be late for school."

I forgot today was my first day of my senior year. Another year or school, and same people I grew up with, some hate me, some don't even know I'm here, I'm just invisible to people. Which I don't really mind, because I don't have to deal with peoples drama. The only time I hear it is when I'm walking through the halls or at lunch.

But since it was the first day I might as look good. With this I got up took a quick shower, and got dress. I have to say its one of my favorite outfits. Skinny jeans with holes in them, sweater with a lace back, and last but not least my converse. Plus I'm one of those tomboys and really could care less about make-up. I mean when I have to wear I do. I have mad skills at eye liner, but I usually just don't wear it.

I looked myself one last time in the mirror. My straight dirty blonde hair, which reaches my mid back. Looks good today as I may add. With that I grabbed my phone and headed downstairs. 

When I enter the kitchen my little sister was already eating her cereal, (making a mess by the way).

"Good morning sweetie." My mom said giving me a kiss the forehead.

"Good morning mom." I said while grabbing myself some pop-tarts. Cookies & cream, my favorite.

"Honey have you seen my keys?" My dad yelled from the hallway.

"Yes, there in here on the counter" Mom yelled at him back. My dad came in grabbed his keys, and kissed me, mom, and my little sister before he left to go to work.

After my dad left I grabbed my bag and headed to my car. It felt good outside, wasn't to cold, wasn't to hot. Just perfect, with a slight breeze witch felt nice. I got into my car and head to school. The ride to school is usually around 15 minutes. Sucks for my sister because she has to take the bus. That ride is around 30 minutes. In no time I made it to the parking lot of Central High school. Only one more year, of this place.

I parked my car in my usual spot, and killed the engine. I grabbed my bag, and headed into the school. I opened up the doors, to hear people catching up with there friends. All the different clique. The popular people, the nerds, the wanna-be popular people, then there was me the outcast. After eighth grade, I was consider the freak of the grade, and everyone just stopped talking to me. Which I didn't mind to much  because then I didn't have to deal with anyones bullshit. I was on my way to my locker when the next thing I knew I was on the ground.

"Watch out where your going freak!" Jessica yelled. Here we have the queen b. She rules the school, everyone loves her and I seriously don't see why. She is just a cruel person. While I was lost in my thoughts I haven't noticed but someone was helping me up.

I looked up at the person and I have never seen him before. But by the way he effortlessly picked my up I bet he worked out. But before I could get a look at him Jessica was in-between us.

"Does the freak have anything to say?" Jessica said. I mumbled a quite sorry, and hurried down the hall to my locker, number 121. I opened it and thanked the lord that it was broken, and I didn't have to put the combination in. While I was putting some stuff in it I noticed someone leaning against the locker next to mine. I looked up and it was him again.

"Hey." He said. I just looked at him. He had pale blue eyes, black hair, a grey sweater, jeans (which fit nicely on him), plus he is wearing converse. I like his style. But his eyes were gorgeous. Wait I have to say something.

"uumm.. Hi." I squeaked. wow, was that all I could get. I have a cute boy standing next to me and that's all I say.

"Well uum I'm sorry that you fell.. I just wanted to see if you were alright?" He stumbled with his words, starching the back of his neck. Was he nervous to talk to me. No what am I crazy.