It Is Just The Beginning

Chapter 2 - First Day Problems

Colette POV

I still look horrible. Why did Paris help me with makeup or something? Whatever. How do I want into school? I should just be confident because the way I look shouldn't effect what people thing.

Paris and I ran to the front doors from the parking lot. Thinking we were late, because there was no one in. The parking lot. We slammed the door open. Everyone turned frantically. All the conversations stopped. Rows of lockers, on both sides of the walls, still open because they were never closed for the distraction of us in the hallway. The underdressed slob and the over-the-top celebrity.

We weren't just late. We missed first period! This was just so embarrassing. I didn't even want to make eye contact. I went straight to my second period period class; straight through the hallway, up the stairs, take a right, all the way down the hall to room 315.

Paris POV

Everyone is staring. This is my chance to show that I can be just as cool.

Colette ran down the hallway with her head down, in what looks like, embarrassment. Y be embarrassed? This is the most attention we have had in high school.

I just walked down the hallway and took the stairs to the floor below and went into room 134, my first period class.

Walking in, it looks like class already started. So I confidently sit down. Everyone stares. I know that they are staring at my gorgeous outfit though. The teacher went through the attendance roll call. My name wasn't called when it came to the last names that started with Z.

"Umm excuse me... My name wasn't called."

"Oh it wasn't? What's your name?" Mrs. Clem asks me like I'm a little kid. There was no respect.

"My name is Paris Zamora."

"Ohhh you are Paris? You were absent last period."

Last period? Absent? What the heck. School just started. I don't have a zero period.

"What?" I said with a little bit of disrespect. Can't take that back now. She probably doesn't like me anyways. No regrets. No regrets.

"This is second period, honey!"

Second period? What? Honey? WHAT? She is not going to treat me like a child... When she looks like one herself. If she wants to be boss lady then she needs to dress like one. Not a Pink Floyd shirt with a class jean skirt and high heeled boots. She is like 40. I'm the one dressed like a boss. I'm gonna act like one.

"Oh it is? I'm sorry I got here late...because I didn't want to see your horrid outfit!" Did that come out of my mouth? Dang I feel proud. People were speechless.

"Why did you even come back to this class then!?" One of the students blurt out in curiosity.

"So that she can see what real style is! Now if you excuse me I will be getting to my correct class."

I walk slowing into the the hallway. My second period class is all the way on the third floor? Just so I don't walk into class all wobbling cuz my feet hurt, I'm going to take off my heels. No is in the hallways.

I walk to the stairs I came from and walked up that flight of stairs. Once on the second floor and turned to the left to find another flight to the third floor. I go to the right down the hallway to room 315.

I see Colette in the back of the class. We have the same second period class? We were so yay over the summer. We didn't even take the time to talk about out classes. The only desk open was in the front of the class. I gracefully sit in my chair.

"Name?" The teacher seemed mellow. I like that. He still looked down at his attendance sheet.

"Paris Zamora."

He checked me off. He gave me the attendance sheet. "Go run down to the office and give this to the secretary for me," he looked at my heels and said "or walk," with a smirk.

When he looked up at me, he has hazel eyes. More so green. They were gorgeous. His muscles were just the right size OMG he was perfect.

He turned around back to his desk.

His dark blue jeans fit him perfectly. That butt! Look at the butt! His back muscles oh my....

"Carry on Mrs. Zamora!"

Shit! He caught me. I struggle to get out of my desk because I am still barefoot. I'm still barefoot?! Maybe that's why he told me to run at first.

Making myself seem even more stupid, I didn't put my heels back on. I stood up, out of my desk. "I'll run!"

Everyone laughed. Not at me. With me. It felt good.

I sprinted all the way back down to the 1st floor. Walking into the office, the secretary looked at me in disgust. She snatched the attendance sheet from my hand before I could even spit out the words of what I was here for. She immediately sent me to the principals office

What did I do wrong? I barely even spoke.

I slowing walked to the principal's office. The first person I saw was Mrs. Clem.