Riya's POV (still)
I woke up and got ready. I put on tight black skinny jeans, a grey T-shirt with the Rolling Stones on it, and a pair of dark blue Converse. I went downstairs and ate some chocolate chip pancakes. And then I went to Hell On Earth, somehow known as a high school. I entered and people stopped what they were doing and just stared at me. It got so innoying that I was about to slap someone, but then the guy from yesterday showed up, I guess he really did think that I wanted him to show me around. I said
"Um, hi."
"Hey."
And now people started to stare harder if that's even possible, what the hell is their problem.
"You never told me your name"
"I'm Jason"
"So what now?"
"I'm going to show you around remember"
"Alright."
He showed me everything somehow from the Parking Lot, to the Field, to all the classrooms and we somehow managed to finish with enough time for me to get my schedule and go to homeroom. Everyone was staring at me again. But why? Last time I checked I don't have horns sticking out of my head, or breath out rainbows, so why is everyone still staring. Then it hit me Jason, wow I am really stupid. And anyways why the fuck do they care, ugh nosy people.
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Jason's POV
Wow that was the best morning ever. I showed Riya everywhere. And I'm wondering if we have any classes together. I didn't ask I was to distracted to actually think about school.Time seemed to speed up around her. But its going by incredibly slow now. I just barely met the girl and I already like her what the hell is wrong with me?
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Riya's POV
Well homeroom finally ended I went to my 1st period which was Science. Ugh I hate science, they gave me phones, computers, television, movies, cars, and airplanes but other than that I hate it. Since I came in the middle of the semester I just sat down in the only empty seat. And luckily he was someone like me. As in likes the color black and listens to real music. His name is Damien and he's surprisingly really sweet and very cute. He has gorgeous intense blue eye's that put both the sky and ocean to shame. He's pale but so is everyone else. He has long black hair, it's long but its not like girl hair, or helmet hair he just made it work and look, well hot. Wait what am I saying. Wierd. Science finished in a blur thanks to Damien. Finally someone to get my mind off of classes, my friends back home, and all the things I left them to deal with. Before I left though I asked him
" What's the schedule here block or all classes?"
" All classes, um, can I see your schedule?"
"Thanks, sure no problem, here"
He looked it over and said " Well I'll see you in Gym, Spanish, and Home Ec."
" Allright, Bye Damien"
" Bye"
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I had to go to Chorus. I only choose it because I can lipsync, not learn a thing and easily pass. It passed by quickly. The teacher was young but has no taste in music and she can't even sing this must be the cheapest school ever. I hated it but she made me sit in the back all the more reason for her to believe I'm actually singing, Ah! a dumb teacher.
