Chapter 1

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I sat there in class board out of my mind. My history teacher was having another one of his lectures and I was really board. I sighed and just thought about the sweet sound of the school bell. I let my mind travel to my brother. Ok, long story, will explain later. "EMILY SANDERS ARE YOU LISTENING??" the teacher yelled.

"No sir. Sorry sir" I said timidly looking down at my hands. I heard some snickering coming from a dark haired boy. His was styled in a high whiff and he had a deep brown eyes. I have to admit this boy was hot, but not my type. He must have noticed me examining him an he wiggled his eyebrows and I looked away blushing for some reason. Finally after what seemed like an eternity the bell rung and some people that had been sleeping jumped up startled. I grabbed my stuff and ran off. Our school had this stupid rule, no backpacks so we had to carry around like 50 pounds of books. UGH!!! It was lunch and I just hurried to the lunch room and went up in line and grabbed a tray and got my food.

*skips getting food*

Me and my mystery meat Sat down at an empty table. Ok, so a little about me. My name is Emily Sanders and I am 16. I have strait, ginger hair that fell down my back and fair, freckled skin. My favorite color is teal and I LOVE playing softball. My parents split just a month ago. I live with my mom and my brother Thomas Sanders (see what I did there all you vine addicts!!) and my brother lives with my dad. I live in Doncaster and he lives in Lansdale Pennsylvania. He was my best friend and we had a special relationship. Most siblings fight and hate each other, but we were different. we loved each other and we never fought. He was always there for me and when he left it tore my heart in half, me keeping one half and him leaving with the other. Now I go to Ridley Boarding school. My mom was also torn when father left so she isolated herself and sent me to Ridley. This was my 3rd day here. I knew no one here and I have made no friends. Yet. My roommate I have not talked to at all because she has been sleeping in her friend's dorm. So I was alone. but don't pity me, I like bening alone at the moment, I'm still in a state of depression. No one has tried to talk to me and I am relieved. I just need some time with myself to think things over.

I started to eat my meatloaf and looking around at all the student. there was a jock table with all the sporty boys thinking they are so cool when they were not at all. Then there was the Popular table with the girls the boys swoon over. This annoys the crap out of me. Literally the boys had spit running down their chins and the frount of their shirts. UGH!! then there was the nerdy table with all the smart kids with the acme and glasses. You know, those kids that laugh at the wrong times? yea those kids. Then there were the kids that everyone knows but they are not popular. they just stay in their friend groups. the there was me, the new girl sitting at the table alone with just here, her lunch and half a heart.

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