Dear Spiderman

Letter 2: part 1

Dear Spiderman,

   Today is the day, the day I go to a new school for the first time in my life. I grew up with my old friends but here I'm just someone invading an already perfect family. While I don't have much time this morning I made a little time to write a short letter. I'm absolutely terrified, though I won't tell anyone that. That's the thing, in high school I think you have to look confident even though you don't feel that way. "Fake it till you make it".  The point I'm at right now though it feels like I can't even fake it though, my sister seems absolutely fine. I could see her being fine though, she would find friends in seconds while I was still trying to find someone safe to say hi to. Ugh, this is so complicated, I wish I was still in elementary school, everyone has their cliches now. Wish me luck Spiderman.

  I get up from my desk already fully dressed and ready to go. I had a habit of getting up early and getting ready before anyone else so I could just relax before having rush out of the house. Slowly I meandered down my stairs, I still had about 30 minutes until I had to even think about beginning to walk to school. And there it was, the note that was always left on the kitchen counter no matter where we lived. My parents were always gone by the time I was up so it wasn't out of the ordinary for the house to be silent in the morning. Katie didn't wake until 10 minutes before they had to leave and she still insisted on caking her face with makeup. I peered at the note curiously.

Dear Katie and y/n,

   Make sure you remember to go to  school early so you can get all your things registration stuff together and find your locker so your not late for first period. Love you guys and sorry your father and I couldn't be there to see you off!

~Mom

   I sighed, so I guess I should get going in 10 minutes. I glanced to my stairs debating if I should get my sister up. The nice part of me forced me to go up the stairs and flick on her lights.

   "Katie you have to get up, you have around 10 minutes," I yelled loud enough to get her to roll over and signal that she's awake.

   "Why did you get me up sooner y/n!" She exclaimed her voice hoarse from sleeping.

   "Why didn't you set an alarm?" I countered turning and leaving before she could find some minuscule way to insult me but it would be enough to make me feel self conscious. I walked like a zombie to my room, even though I got up early didn't mean that I wasn't exhausted in the morning all the time. I quickly grabbed my backpack almost toppling over at the weight. Of course I had to get 4 binder just so I could keep my classes organized. Grunting I flip it over and onto my back, here goes nothing. Walking down the stairs I make a beeline for the door my heart already hammering against my chest at the possibilities that could happen on the first day of school. I'm pretty sure I'm a chronic over-thinker. It was okay in some cases but for this instance it just made me want to stay home and no even attempt to go to school. I stepped outside the warm breeze hitting me in a reassuring way, I can do this, it's just school. And if worse comes to worse I could survive the rest of high school with no friends. 

   It seemed like it took a matter of seconds to reach the high school. Most of the way I was still trying to figure out how to start a normal conversation with strangers. I shook my head, this was pathetic, I just need to let whatever happens happen. I looked up at the looming school taking a deep breath before continuing my walking veering to the right once I spotted the office was right next to the entrance. A kind lady with a thick head of dark curls sat behind the large desk typing something quickly on the computer as she was on the phone.

   "Okay I hope she feels well soon," She concluded her phone call looking up to me brightly. "Hello sweetie you must be one of the new students," she asked smiling kindly.

   "Yep that me," I reply feeling awkward, "My sister left a ways after me so she may not be here for a little bit," I add quickly seeing her search up the names.

   "Are you Katie?" She asked looking up from her computer.

   "Oh sorry no I'm y/n" I say cursing myself in my head I should have told her my name.

   "Well nice to meet you y/n, I'm Nancy, here is your schedule and a map of the school, it looks like your first class is AP Biology, it is just down that hall." She gesturing towards a hallway, the map was completely unreadable and confusing. "Oh yes and your locker number and combination are on that sheet as well," She added with a smiled clearly wanting me to leave and prepare for my first class. I gave an uneasy smile in reply before turning, it would be easiest to find my locker first. I glanced to the lockers trying to find my number, to my dismay it seemed like it was in the opposite hallway of my AP Biology class. Sighing I followed the numbers until I came across the digits that matched the one on my paper. Perfect, it was literally in the other hallway. I awkwardly walked up to it and struggled with the combination.

   "Looks like you're struggling," Came the voice of a girl who was my locker neighbor. I looked up to her, she seemed pretty edgy, she had curly hair with bangs going over her right eye slightly.

   "Yeah my old school's lockers weren't like this," I reply embarrassed that I already stuck out.

    "Oh makes sense, I'm Michelle, my friends call me MJ," she stated seeming to not see my embarrassment.

   "Nice to meet you Michelle," I stated a small small appearing on my face. She instantly frowned

   "Whoa call me MJ," She instantly said only making me confused.

   "you said your friends call you MJ," I say slowly concerned that this girl was mentally disturbed.

   "And you're not my friend?" She asked raising an eyebrow, but somewhere in her eyes I could see amusement, she was doing this solely to make me panic. Of course I didn't take it to heart, she was just joking around.

   "I guess I am now MJ," I grinned she nodded approvingly.

   "Here let me open your locker I already saw the combination on the paper," She suddenly said easily opening the locker I smile in a thankful way quickly opening my bag and loading my binders into it. "So what's your first class?" she asked seeming nice enough.

   "AP Biology," I reply standing up from placing a few notebooks at the bottom of my locker.

   "Nice you're with my friend," She grinned, "Well at least I think he's my friend, I sit by him at lunch," She looked off into the distance suddenly seeming confused.

   "What's his name?" I asked hoping he would be as friendly as MJ seemed to be.

   "You'll figure it out soon enough, you can't miss him," MJ chuckled, "See you around I have to get to skipping my first class," she added instantly walking away without waiting for my reply. Shoot, I should have asked her for directions. I shook my head and began walking towards the opposite hallway how hard could this be?