This is it i guess there's no turning back now.
"Hi, im Chanelle. I'm new here can you show me how to get to the chemistry lab?" I asked.
(Dejah) "Um who do you think you are, interupting, my conversation to ask a stupid question! go ask someone else you ugly wannabe loser."She replied
"You're calling me an ugly loser. in case someone forgot to tell you, you look like a drag queen."
I knew from the moment I said that I would regret the problem I had just caused.
I walked away and a short white girl with long red hair came up to me. "Hey i'm Alana I can't believe you stood up to Dejah like that, nobody does that especially not to Dejah." She replied amazed at what I said.
" I just said whatever came to my mind." I replied.
"Well, that was amazing."
"thanks, I guess."
"From what i heard you obviously need someone to show you around." She stated"
"I do."
"Well im the perfect person to do that." She replied excitedly "The chemistry lab is down the hall to the right the first door on the left, come on I'll go with you my class is on the way there
"Thanks, I guess I'll see you around some time soon." I said relieved that I finally got to class.
"Yeah bye." She yelled behind her as she walked away
I walked into the chemistry lab and everyone turned to face me. I kept walking and their eyes followed me until I finally took a seat in the back, then they continued their lesson. I was looking around the class 'cause I had no idea what to do I came across this guy looking at me. he's actually kinda cute. I love his amazing hazel-green eyes, he is light skin, he's tall about 5'11, and his smile is so adorable with the deepest dimples ever. Wow he was cute."Ring Ring" the bell just rang and interrupted my thoughts. As soon as I gathered my things about to leave the class room I felt a tap on my shoulder.It was just the chemistry teacher Mrs.Johnson right behind her I saw him. He looked at me as if he was trying to say something to me but he was too late. I really wanted to tell the teacher to hold on so i could talk to him first but I knew I couldn't do that.
When I finally left the class Alana met me right in front of the chemistry class."What took you so long?" She asked curiously.
"Um, the teacher wanted to talk to me about how she runs her class since I came in late." I replied confused at first.
We have the same class next so we walked together. Guess who's in the same class as us?
That really cute guy from Chemistry. I should probably get his name. I have the same English class as Alana and that cute guy.This is Mrs. Montoya's class we just call her Mrs. M
"Okay, Good morning class!" She yells.
"Good morning." Everyone replied tired or bored.
"Dang, y'all don't got no type of excitement." Everyone laughed.
"That's better, now first thing I want you to know is my name it's on the board so you don't have to ask, I promise you I will try to make this class fun. If we're doing anything boring I promise it's not my fault the state is making me do it. That's my story and I'm sticking to it." We all laughed again.
"I'm a pretty chill teacher. My rules are no talking while I'm talking, don't get an attitude, no fighting, and as long as you keep your area clean you can eat whatever you want." Everyone cheered for that and Mrs. M laughed.
"Okay that's all I have to say. You can do whatever you want until the bell rings, and try to make some friends." She said and went on her phone.
I got up and went to go talk to the cute guy.
"Hey" I said.
He looked up from his phone and smiled then said "Hi, in Chemistry I was going to tell you something but I saw the teacher got to you first." He and I laughed a little.
"You have a cute laugh." he said looking into my eyes.
"Thank you, so do you." I replied kind of nervous."So..." I said inerupting him staring.
"Oh I'm sorry um I wanted to say hey I'm Trey and can I sit with you and your friend in lunch?" He asked clearly sounding nervous.
"Yea, why not?"
"Ok, cool."n
I went back to Alana and I repeated to her the whole conversation. Next time I tell her something interesting I've got to remind myself to not tell her in public, she screams way to much.
