Today's my fist day in Clatton High School. I just moved here to California from L.A. I had to cause my dad's job just transferred him. I really hate being the new kid, but there's nothing I can do.
I'm driving into the parking lot in my MN260 Infinito car.Oh and did I mention that my parents are filthy rich?
I walk into the hallway not wanting to be late for class.I finally find my locker and fill it with stuff, i start my search for chemistry class,ugh!, of all the subjects to start my day with, it just had to be my worst.I follow the map and reach a room only to find out that I'm a few minutes late. That's weird, everyone's looking at me like I'm a new kid,oh yeah, that's right,I am.
"Ah!, Ms Lena, so nice of you to join us", the teachers says finally noticing my presence.
He turns to the class "Everyone this is Lena Scott , she's a transfer student from L.A.", he turns back to me.
"There,s an empty seat right over there", he points to a seat at the back of the class.
"Oh, um, thanks", i say as make my way over to the seat. I hate back seats, nothing good ever happens at the back. I seat down and turn to m left to see some guy, so I, being a social freak, decide to introduce myself.
"Hi, I'm Lena Scott, I-"
"I know, you were just introduced, like 5 seconds ago". He cuts in harshly. Okay, I guess I'm not gonna be friends with this guy anytime soon.I look up at the teacher and continue with the lesson.
It was lunch time and I was at the cafeteria, I didn't know where to sit, since I knew practically no one here.I saw an empty table and decided to just sit there, I can make friends later. As I ate my delicious sandwich I heard clearing of throat,I looked up and saw 3 guys and 2 girls looking at me.
"What?", I asked not knowing what to say.
"Your on our table idiot, get out!", one of the girls shouted.
"Oh, um, sorry I didn't see you guys so I thought that no one was here and-"
"-we don't care!, just get out our table, and make it quick!". They started shewing me away. As I got up , they sat down and started gossiping about me, well it wasn't really gossiping because I could very well hear them.What a nice way to spend my first day. I searched for a place to sit and I found another empty table so I really didn't care I just sat down and continued my lunch.
I saw 2 girls and a guy laughing, talking and heading my way. I hoped that they weren't the owners of this table. They reached the table and looked at my with confused faces.
"Oh, I guess this is your table, don't worry i'll leave", I said and started packing my stuff.
"Yeah, it is our table, but you can stay", one of the girls said.
I stopped and looked up at them "Really?", I said.
"Of course", the other girl said.
"By the way, I'm Christian, this is Stephanie and that's Travis", she introduce her two friends.
"Hi, i'm Lena, Lena Scott". I said.
"I'm guessing your new here, right?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah, I am"
Then finally the guy speaks, "Well a word of advice, never get close to those guys",he said pointing at the table where I had just been thrown out from.
"Too late, I've already made contact with them."
"Well,your just lucky that Jay Allen isn't there"Travis said
"Who's that?" I asked not really caring I didn't have time for bad boys.
Christian pointed to a guy walking into the cafeteria. Where have I seen that..., He's the guy that snapped at me in class today!
As he me a look that I couldn't understand.
"Why'd he look at you like that?" Christian whispered to me, still looking at him.
"I don't know and honestly, I don;t really care".I said going back to eating my lunch
I was walking to the parking lot with Stephanie, Christian and Travis. It turns out that we all had last period together.
"Do you need a ride?" Christian asked me, about to step into her car.
"No, I'm good, I have a car, but thanks anyway,I'll see you guys tomorrow".We said our goodbye and walked our separate ways.
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Don't Mess With...
Romantizm"Jay Allen isn't the best person in the world, and he's definitely not even Tiffany Geoge can get in his list of "Not Hated "... But there's more than Jay Allen you wouldn't mess with.
