I Have Something to Tell You

And School Begins

Kylie's POV

*ring ring ring*

'I really hate that sound,' I thought to myself. Sam gave me and said,"Me too." I must have said that out loud. We headed inside with our group of friends. Lissa and I headed to our first period while Drew and Sam went there separate ways to theirs."Great," I say out loud to Lissa," history."

Lissa just chuckles slightly."Hey are you okay?" I ask. She nods in reply. I may not have the best people senses but I can tell she lying. I decide not to push it....for now.

Sam's POV

When the bell rings for school to start I see Kylie's face morph into an expression of almost pure hate as she says," I hate that sound."

"Me too," I say.We all head in the direction of our classes. I have first period English with Mrs.Schlomer. I've heard from my older friends that she is a hard class to pass. I'm not excited. To make it worse no one from my normal crowd has that class with me. I think I'm in for a long year.

I enter the class and immediately notice all the writing on the board. I take a seat towards the back not wanting the teacher to notice me. When the final bell rings class begins, and I realize my previous prediction was right, I am in for a long year.

Lissa's POV

Kylie and I are the first ones to enter the classroom. We take our seats next to each other as the room begins to fill up with other juniors.

The final bell rings and the teacher begins to talk." Alright students, we.." He's interrupted by a girl entering the room. She looked edgy and cool in her purple plaid skinny jeans and purple button shirt with a black necktie. Her black hair was highlighted with blue which brought her electric blue eyes against her pale skin.

"Sorry I'm late," She began," I got lost. I'm new my name is Davey." She stated.

"Ok Davey, go take a seat." The teacher replied. The only seat left was in front of me. She glanced at me and sat. I looked down and noticed her combat boots. Man this chick was seriously edgy.

Suddenly I didn't feel so good. I raise my hand and ask to go to the bathroom. While there I start to throw up. 'What is wrong with me?' I think to myself. This was the third day this week that I was throwing up. Maybe I was...no, no I couldn't be we only did it once. I couldn't be pregnant, could I?

Sam's POV

"Okay class open your notebooks and copy down the words on the board," Mrs.Schlomer states. Everyone groans as we all reach for our book bags. This day was not starting off great.

When everyone has finished she says,"Ok pop quiz.Take out paper and a pencil." Suddenly I find myself wondering if I stood a chance being a high school drop-out. The quiz was 10 questions long but they weren't hard they were just questions about ourselves like extra-curricular activities, favorite authors, birthdays. I started to hope that this class was going to be a lot easier than I first anticipated.

Soon after the test the bell rings signaling the end of class. I head to second period.

Drew's POV

*ring ring ring*

The second bell rings letting us all know that it's time for our second class. I rush out glad to finally give my hand a rest. Whose idea was it to give kids creative writing first period? As I run into the hall I bump into one of the edgiest girls I have ever seen, making each of us drop our books.

As we gather our respective books I say,"I'm so sorry, that was definitely my fault." I look up and am looking right into her electric blue eyes.'Wow,' I think to myself.

"Yeah, whatever," Edgy-chick says as she walks away, her combat boots click-clacking against the linoleum.

"Dude," Sam says as he appears behind me," you look whipped. Remember your girlfriend you HAVE." He says with a pointed look on his face.

"Yeah," I agree, running a hand through my disheveled hair. "Yeah man, let's get to class."