New girl

New Girl Chapter 1

[CHAPTER 1]

October. It's my favorite month. It's not hot, but not to cold.

Walking around the block I noticed that not many people hangout outside anymore. It's probably because everyone has those iPhones and game boys- or what ever they're called. I really need to make some friends. It's been two months since I moved. It has been a huge change. I used to live in a small city called Bettendorf. And now I'm in a small city right out side of San Francisco, called Brisbane. Moving from Iowa to California isn't easy.

I can't even enjoy October anymore. In Iowa it would be 60 degrees. And here it's 85 degrees.

Moving wasn't my choice, my dad is in the army. We move a lot because he is a general. It's just me and him. My mom died a few years back, she was murdered. Yeah way to just drop that bomb right? No one really knows mush. I was kind of released to leave. People would walk last me and stare and I knew what they were thinking. *Isn't that the girl who's mom got killed?* I couldn't even hang out with friends without them tip toeing around my feelings thinking I might burst out crying if they breathed wrong.

So I just hoping that California will be good for me.

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Dear diary,

New school tomorrow. I swore that I'm just going to lay low and go to school and come home every day until we move again. I won't have many friends, I know. I need to work on that whole shy/anti-social ness. It just makes me seem werid. Tomorrow is going to suck. I hate going to new schools. Teachers always make me stand I from of the class and say a few things about my self. I have been saying the same thing for the past 3 schools, "Hi, my name is Laurie Hardy. I moved from Iowa. I draw. And my dad is in the army." The teachers usually don't press it any farther, and I'm thankful. Well let's just hope I don't fall flat on my face.

-Laurie

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"Seriously! I haven't even gotten two mile from my house and I'm late for school! Traffic sucks here!" I screamed at no one. I lived right outside of San Francisco, but my city is so small they don't even have their own school, so I go to the closest school in San Francisco. It's called Beckon High. It's a smaller school from what I've seen online.

As the traffic finally moved a little more I got to school at a new late record for me, an hour late. I don't understand how that's possible I'm only eight miles from the school. I walked into the main entrance. I explained to the attendant that I am new and "got lost" on the way to school. I could see she didn't believe me but she didn't say anything.

"Hey, Cam get out here please." She yelled into a room to her right that I couldn't make out what it was used for, probably a break room. I waited for a few minutes just standing there. As I was just about to see if I could see someone in the room a tall boy about the same age as me walked out. I just looked at him and he gave me a deceiving half smile, but I didn't look away. His smile faded as he looked at the woman who was helping me.

"What's up." He said in a deep voice.

"You will be showing her," she gestured to me, "to her classes today and tomorrow." She said abruptly, then going right back to her filing that she was working on as I walked in earlier.

"Okay." He said flatly. *Crap he doesn't like me already? He doesn't even know my name* I thought. "I'm Cameron Dallas." He paused, as if waiting for a reaction. But when he didn't get one I continued. "You can call me Cam for short if you want."

He turned to walk out the door, so I followed him. "Okay thanks Cameron. I'm Laurie by the way." I said quietly almost mumbling. Cameron is gorgeous. I'm pretty sure he is a model, and if not I could be. He had perfectly smooth, tan skin. This hair was cut short and spiked, almost looking like he rolled out of bed and put his fingers trough it. His hair fell a little bit into his eyes. I just want to stare into his eyes forever. They are brown, but not so brown that they aren't attractive, but more of a light caramel with dark swirls in it. After realizing I was staring at him I handed his my schedule that I printed out this morning.

We continued to walk down the halls. "English will be in the basement. History top floor. Math and Science on ground floor. Your locker will be with the rest of the juniors." He listed it off like he did this every day. Maybe he did. He took series of lefts and rights through halls. To say I was confused was way off. We walked through a big wooden door that led into a being room filled with lockers after lockers. He looked at my schedule to check to see which locker it was. He stopped in front of a thin green locker turning the dialed a few times then it popped open. "You can put your backpack in here. I will take you to your English class first." He sounded very disinterested.

"Um. Thanks." I said unsure of what to make of he tone. He sound bored. After stuffing my backpack into the small locker we headed down a flight of stairs next to the locker bay. We walked through another set of wooden doors leading into a quite hallway with lots of doors on the left and right. He took a quick right into a class room, the plate on the door said "Mrs. Depalchie, room number 135."

We walked into a full class room to 54 eyes on me and Cameron as we walked in. "This is Laurie she is new from Iowa." He said to the class room. I couldn't help but notice at how all the girls were gawking at him. They weren't even hiding it. I had no idea why so I just ignored it. It was probably because he is so attractive. He was just about to walk out when he turned around and softly grabbed by elbow and whispers "I'll be back to show you to your next class. I promise." I smiled at him and thanked him. I didn't know him but I knew that he was going to keep that promise.

As Mrs. Depalchie introduced me and asked me to say a few things about my self I said what I usually say "Hi, I'm Laurie Hardy. I'm moved from Iowa. My dad is in the army, and I like to draw." I didn't pay much attention to anything that happened in that class. All I wanted was for it to be over so I could see Cameron.