Zara was a fairly shy girl. She's a friendly introvert back home in New York. She has friends but she wasn't open to making new friends. But that was before she moved to Alabama and met a rather unusual snowflake that spiked her interest and sparked...
I arrived at school at 6:25. "Yes, I'm early.", I silently cheered to myself. As I was getting out of my car, I notice a kid that I'm guessing goes to this school, smoking a cancer stick while leaning on a black Ferrari 458 . "Ew" I think to myself. I'm almost a hundred percent sure all the schools in the world have rules against smoking on campus, but pffftt alright, you do you, boo I ain't no snitch, I think as I shrug to myself.
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This school looks small. But, it has a very attractive exterior. I especially like the bricks and the color of the windows on the outside. After admiring the brick walls, I fast-walk to the front entrance of the school, mainly to avoid this little rebel goth kid and his disobedient tendencies. I open the door and am immediately greeted with a "NO SMOKING!" poster on the wall. "Aha!" , I think to myself.
When the door , very loudly I must say, slams shut, I flinch as I turn around to about 100 eyes all staring into the very depths of my soul. Damn do I look that good ? Am I that sexy? , I thought to myself. I'm resisting the urge to yell "HOWDY WHORES!" at all these nosy rascals, but it's a new school year and I want to start fresh. So, I self-consciously walk down the hall to where I'm hoping is the school office. This school is actually really big on the inside. 6 minutes later, I find myself in the bathroom out of breath. My hearts racing, and I feel some sweat above my lip and on my neck so I take a wad of toilet paper and wipe it off. These damn stairs are gonna be the death of me.
"Give me strength, Lord", I mumble as I reach my hand to the ceiling. I stride out of the bathroom and I immediately stumble backward. "oof" I say as I fall to the floor. Dammit my notebooks fell out my bag . "I'm so sorry!" , I hear. "It's alright, I was gonna pass out anyway. " I reply . I pick my notebooks and binders up and stand to see a ginger-haired girl with freckles smiling at me . "I've never seen you around , are you new here?" she asks . "Um yea ", I reply shyly ,
"I was actually looking for the school office, but I went up all those stairs and I got tired so I came to the bathroom.", I add, honestly. "Do you know where it is ?" I ask , hopefully. "Yea, I can walk you down." she replies with a smile . FINALLY ! "That'd be nice.." I say , smiling back. We start walking down the hall as I check the time on my phone. 6:32,it read. Oh my gosh , look at me late on the first day of school.", I blurt out, frustrated as I stuff my phone back in my bag. She looks back at me with a sympathetic smile. "Oh no , we gotta be quick with this." , I demand shaking my head as we approach the stairs. It took me about 5 minutes to get up those stairs and I'm already late for first period . And on top of that, I still need to go to the office for my schedule. "We can just take the elevator then." , she suggests as I nod my head rapidly. While we were in the elevator, we made standard small talk. I wasn't exactly looking forward to talking to her because I'm rather quiet and I'm actually really awkward when I talk to people I've just met. She asked me things like "What's your name?" and "Where'd you move here from?" It turns out her name is Kelsey and she's lived in Alabama her whole life. Must be nice *note sarcasm* . "Why'd you have to move to Alabama?" "My mom got a job offer here that pays $144,000 a year, so obviously she wouldn't wanna miss the opportunity.", I explain. My mom's a lawyer, so anybody who feels the need to step past their boundaries and try me this year can definitely catch a lawsuit.
