Perfect Strangers

Skylar Jones

When you feel my heat,

Look into my eyes.

Skylar Jones

The new one,

Every school probably has someone who's getting labeled with this. Now it's the case that I'm one of those lucky students for this year to get labeled by that.

Who am I kidding? Nobody wants to get labeled as 'the new one' for the rest of the entire school year. Most people don't even seem to remember your damn name.

Even if you're going to school here for a while, people will always see you as the new kid unless there will be another new kid joining for the rest of the year. But if you're being realistic here, how big is that chance?

It's very upsetting to go to a totally different school that isn't even around your old neighborhood and it's the middle of the school year. You have to start all over again to get an average socially reputation. I got the honor thanks to my parents.

Damn I love being sarcastic.

Everyone knows each other already from the beginning and had his or her group of people where they would feel at home and fit pretty well. As always I won't be able to fit right into a group, because let's be honest, which new kid actually gets very easily good friends at the midterm of school?

And no,
The movie Mean Girls doesn't count.

It's so unfair. My mom works as a lawyer in an office and my dad is a doctor so both of them get paid very well. Actually, I live in a rich family. I just don't like bragging about it.

When people once know that you have a lot of money, they'll use you and act like you're all perfect and amazing. I may have everything and could get whatever I want, but one thing that'll definitely stick with me is loneliness.

My parents are barely home, they practically decided that their work is more important than their own child. I can barely remember the last time that we celebrated my birthday together and sometimes it feels like it'll never happen and never happened anyways.

I'd rather have my parents than being rich and getting everything I'd like.

That's why I think it's unfair, everything went so well at my old school. I knew everyone, got good grades, had friends and I was in the basketball team. I had everything I could ever wish for.

I had everything that most rich people didn't have.

I felt myself finally becoming happy, with or without my parents.

And now I had to drop all of that, because my mother her work had to move to another state and we had to move here while they were the ones who are never home.

Don't get me wrong, I had everything that I wanted as a child. But actually those were never the things that I really wanted to have, I wouldn't even choose to be rich if it was on me. The only thing I'm asking for is my family. Is that too much to ask?

My old friends helped me through this. At least they were my family and I don't even seem to have that anymore.

I don't have anything anymore.

I'm walking with my head pointing to the ground through the empty hallways of my new school. I had my first appointment with the principal before I officially had to start my lessons. He would explain me all the basics and rules, then I could finally head to home.

Just trying to relax from my last day of freedom.

I kept looking at my feet, relieved that everyone had class right now and nobody walked around anymore. The fact that everyone will gape at me like a psycho is not unspoken on my first day.

Eventually I'm turning around the corner and realize that it wasn't such a good idea to look at the ground, because before I knew it I run into someone.

Luckily I could keep my balance and prevent myself from falling, since the crash was pretty hard. My eyes found a pissed off boy that is laying on the ground right now.

I looked with a shocked expression at the unknown boy. He kept frowning at me, probably asking himself who I was. And to be honest? He doesn't even look bad with that face expression.

His gold brown hair looks messy on his head which gives him a pretty good look, but that wasn't the thing that attracted me the most to him. It was his intense brown eyes that did all the work for him.

I'm scanning his body and he is actually overly muscled compared to the boys of his age, but hey, you don't hear me complaining about it.

He wears a dark blue jeans and black leather jacket underneath a white shirt which gives him a nice look. You could guess his personality already by the way he dresses himself.

My eyes are immediately going back to his and it surprised me that he didn't caught me staring at him since it was pretty obvious that I was observing him.

His eyes look so pure and innocent. He really has the most beautiful shade of brown in his eyes that I've ever seen in my whole entire life.

I'm as straight as a rainbow if you didn't notice already.

The boy looks pretty much like a god.

Until he opened his damn mouth.

"Dude, watch where you're going man" He spits as he's getting up from the ground.

"S-sorry, I'm new here a-" I stop within my sentence and keep staring at him as my breath caught in my throat.

Great, this is just great! I managed to embarrass myself within the first seconds and I even stutter. How can I already feel so nervous when I barely know the guy?

"Being new here isn't an excuse to push me to the ground, you asshole" He angrily gritted through his teeth at me and walks away, when he pushes his shoulder into mine on purpose as he walks past me, it makes me take a few steps back to prevent myself from falling.

Our bodies came in contact with each other and I felt this sudden shock going through my entire body that I've never felt before. It gave me a weird unknown feeling. What the hell was that all about then?

Great, I don't know anyone yet at this school and I already screw up with the first person that I met here making a complete fool out of myself. I'll never be able to get friends here. Looking at the behavior from the boy I bumped into, he already hates me. Even though he kinda did act like an idiot.

I know his type and I can already tell you that it isn't a good thing.

I hope that I could give him some good payback someday.