The New Girl {Rewritten}

II

The day had passed relatively smooth and classes had zoomed by. I had some homework in my classes, but that was to be expected in school. I was now about half way through the school day.

On my way to fifth sixth I got to know Stella better. She is actually really nice and helpful. Stella told me about all the different people and teachers, what to eat and not to eat in the cafeteria. Basically everything but the chicken, pizza, or the vending machines, but those are turned off during lunch.

Sitting down in algebra with Stella we get out our stuff and wait for the bell. As the bell goes off the teacher comes in and starts on teaching what we are learning. He later hands out the assignment and takes up the homework.

"You may work with a partner if you keep the noise level down to minimum," the teacher says before sitting down and looking at the computer on his desk. Stella quickly turns to me and we get to work.

The homework is fairly simple and I finish part of it with the help of Stella, but not before the bell rings and we pack up to leave.

"What do you have next?" I quickly pull out my schedule and look it over before telling her Health Science. With that we exited the classroom and went our separate directions.

On my way to class I think I made a wrong turn somewhere. Pulling a map of the school, not watching where I am going, I manage to run into a locker door.

I back up putting my hand on my forehead with an ouch escaping my mouth. The spot is going to red and probably going to be a bruise by the end of the day. Still rubbing my head, I hear a low chuckle. Soon a hand grabs mine and pulls it away from my face.

"Are you alright?" The question made me look up at the boy in front of the. His sharp feature drew me in. After that it was his forest green eyes and dark hair that made is eyes stand out that much more.

I managed to squeak out a yes, trying to hide the the blush creeping up the back of my neck. Avoiding his eyes, I look down trying to grab anything I dropped. A hand reaches out to help me up, grasping his hand, he pulls me up and looks and my forehead again.

"Lets get you to the nurse. It looks like it's going to leave a mark." Letting him pull me towards an unknown destination a headache starts to build up. I put my hand back over my head and squeeze my eyes shut. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine, it's just a headache," I state. His hand pushes me forward into a small room. He pushes me down into a chair and hugs the small lady in front of us.

"Mom, this is..." he trails off not knowing my name. Quickly looking at me, I blurt out my name before he continues on. "Charlie ran into my locker and has a headache and a bruise forming on her forehead." His mother walks over to me and looks at my head bore walking out into another room.

"I never got your name," I blurt out hoping he will answer.

"Eric, It's nice to meet you." After he says this, Eric's mother comes out of the room with an ice pack, bottle of water, and an ibuprofen for me. I put the medicine in my mouth and drink some water to wash it down. The nurse hands me the ice pack and a note for class. The small lady ushers us out of the room and tells us to get to class.

Eric helps me get to health science, which he happens to take. We walk in and every ones eyes snap to us as soon as the door opens. we both hand the teacher our note before taking the last to available seats in the back of the class as the teacher starts talking.

Mrs. May goes over the syllabus for the semester and about her self. After introducing herself we all stand up one by one and tell to facts about ourselves for the rest of the class period.

As the bell rings Eric asks how my head is before helping me find my locker again and saying goodbye.