all I wanted

first day .

Hi, I'm Spencer Hastings. No, I am not from pretty little liars. I am 13 years old and starting high school in a new city. I started off the day by wearing high-waisted jean shorts and a tank top tucked in with my black Nike Air Max Theas.
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     It was 8:00 am on a Tuesday. I was starting my first day at a new high school. I was so nervous, a new house, new place , new school. I got my class schedule and headed off, already trying to locate my classes. My palms were sweating and so was I. I had a pencil in my hand and I was slightly jabbing it into my thigh, trying not to let my nerves take over. I looked up from my schedule and saw a guy. Think of the definition of perfect, that's him. I tried not to stare so I didn't draw any attention to myself.

     "Hey, uh.. are you new here?" I looked up from my schedule and saw him. His eyes were as blue as the ocean and his smile wide,"Uh.. hello?"

I snapped out of my faze and laughed
,"Yeah, yeah! Sorry. But yes, I'm new here. I'm Spencer."

   "Brodie." He stuck his hand out and we shook hands,"What brings you to North Ridge?"

"I moved." I brought my hand back to my binder and smiled up at him. I didn't realize how tall he was.

"Well Ms. Hastings. It has been nice meeting you."

I nodded and was about to reply when I realized I never told him my last name,"H-how do you know my last name?"

"I looked at your schedule. We also have second, third and fourth period together." he looked behind me,"Why don't we meet here after first period. We can walk to class together."

I gave a grateful smile and I said goodbye as I made my way to my first class. I felt happy to know someone but I came a month late, so I think it'll be harder to make more friends.

First class was okay, the teacher didn't make me speak so it went well. I met a girl, her name was Kris. She seemed— sketchy. But she was nice to me, so I was grateful.

I waited by the lockers for Brodie to show up, but I didn't see him anywhere. I was about to turn around and walk to my next class when I saw Brodie jogging towards me, a 'north ridge football' shirt on.

"I'm so sorry! Coach made us do extra laps at the end and I didn't have much time to change." he smiled apologetically and stopped in front of me.

I gave a small smile," It's fine! I didn't know you did football. You seem more of a basketball- type of guy."

"Because I'm tall?"
"Because you're tall." I replied.
We shared a laugh when the bell rang, signalling that second block has started. We looked at each other and sped walked to second block, socials.

"Brodie. You're late.. again— who's this?" The teacher asked.

"Sorry! Football academy ran late. This is a new girl. Her name is Spencer." He took his seat at the front of the room.

"Ah, yes. Spencer. I'm Mr. Iron. You can take a seat beside Brodie and Tulip.. the one in purple."

I gave a nod and set my things down beside them. Mr. Iron then started talking about some Geography things. I payed attention and started on notes.

In the middle of class I felt a poke on my thigh.
"Hey, can you send me some of these notes over text? I don't know where my pencil went."

I gave a quiet giggle to Brodie and then nodded,"I'll give it to you over Instagram."

The rest of the class went by quickly. I ate alone, which was.. depressing. It was the worst alone feeling I've ever had. But it soon left when Daffodil sat with me.
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Just a taste of my new story! It's kind of based on a true story!! I'm excited to start this and it's my based on a celebrity!

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