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Can you get when in the morning you wake up and wish to be everywhere else than the place you actually are? Well, it often happens to me and happened so many times in the past.
The backing school was one of these moments. I felt like someone had hit me with a stick right in the forehead, after two weeks of pure relax, when my life had completely changed.
The alarm was ready again for me at six a.m. with its annoying sound, remembering me that education was waiting for me. So, two hours later I was there in the school parking lot.
Lincoln High here I am! I thought.
Stella was beside me, looking at herself in the front mirror of my car to fix her hair. In the meanwhile, she was busy in a deep and funny conversation with Daniel, sitting in the back seat. They've been talking for the whole ride to school since I picked them up, but tense as I was, it was difficult for me to pay attention to their speech.
Are you really asking me what is to be so tense for backing school? Oh, come on, just everything!
My relationship with Stella was going to be under the spotlight and I wasn't so sure to make it known to everyone. It was such a pretty intimate thing. Or not?
Moreover, she was a cheerleader and school paper director, everyone knew her. About me, on the other side, I was Glee Club and swimming team leader, people knew me as well.
In addition to it, there was Daniel, who was totally new and needed some of our help to look for a team or a club to join in. Ha also needed friends.
I came back to reality because of a continuous and annoying knocking on my window. Friend face was waving at me to catch my attention.
"Peter!" I said, opening the door by my side.
One of the best friends of mine hugged me tightly, as we haven't seen each other for centuries. I barely had the time to exit my car.
"Hey... this way you're going to kill me..." I tried to say, grasping air for my constricted lungs.
"Sorry, blond! I missed you a lot, man." He said with his unfailing grin, that lit up his dark green eyes, almost brown, hidden from squared glasses. He was pretty much as tall as me, slim and slender, light brown hair. He was wearing a blue heavy winter jacket, on his head a weird hool hat with a pompom on the top of it and other two pending over his ears to prevent them from cold air.
He had a shoulder school bag, probably half-empty, since we shared all the courses and he used to benefit from my books and notes.
Let's say that in our long-date friendship, Peter never loved school, even if that year he was actually knuckling down to get at least the admission from the statal college.
"We don't see from the Winter Prom, do we?" I distractedly asked him, getting rid of his close and closing my car door behind me.
"Yeah, I guess. Who's your friend?" he asked me, stealing a glance at Daniel.
"Daniel Adler, nice to meet you." the boy introduced himself. "That's my first day at Lincoln High, I moved here during holidays."
Peter's eyes just sparkled. He loved new students in school, it was his occasion to show them the building, but mostly he loved trashing out his own long and terrible experience with the school system. So, he took Daniel under his arm and led him inside to the secretary office and his first period.
"Peter, wait for us!" Stella complained.
"Hey Stella, I didn't see you... C'mon lovey-dovey, bell's ringing!"
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