Chapter Three: Sarah Clarkson
I'ma girl named Sarah Clarkson, and my favorite color is pink. Actually, I mostly like everything to be pink just like my pink walls in my room. Somehow everyone thinked I'm a girly person, or also a weird person perhaps. I also have a best friend from childhood name Jakie. I mostly call hom Jackie Chan, but he didn't care what I called him. Will, his full name is Jackie Chang, but I like to mostly call him someone no ones ever called him. I always like to be the first of something. Humm. . . I want to tell a little secret about myself.
I. . . I liked him ever since 5th grade. Oh man, talking to Jackie is like ridding a the floated air. Sorry, lost focus a minute there. Anyways, my parents are pure white or should I say American. Somehow, I have black hair, and they have golden hair. That's unfair. . . What the, the color doesn't matter. Whtever, I think I'm just beging races. It doesn't matter the color, all that it matters is the blood related.
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Today in the morning, my mom droved me to school at 7AM. When she dropped me off for school, I walked into the school building to the school hallway. Suddenly, I saw boy that has black pants, and white t-shirt wondering in the hallway with people looking at him. The boy has black hair, and brown eyes. He's not even in his uniform! I was surprised, but I didn't react anything in public.
As the boy walked to a class, I gazed at him just for a little. Someone then tapped me on the should and I turned around to look at the person.
"Oh, hey- I mean, hi. . . " I took a deep breath giving him a puase. "Jackie, I didn't expect you to come behind me like that. You know, you scared me."
Jackie smiled brightly. "So, you saw the new kid in school."
I nodded and I looked at his brown eyes.
"Say, have you ever liked someone before?" Jackie asked a question I never expect him to ask.
Somehow I felt like this was my chance to tell him. So, I swallowed harp, and clear my throat.
"Jackie, I. . "
"Yo bro. I haven't seen you in three months." A voice stopped me from saying it, so I stay still with my mouth opened.
"Yeah, I know." Jackie replied to his friend. "Sarah, I'll see you in class. Bye."
Jackie left me with nothing to say. But I did waved my hand and smiled at Jackie.
As I frozed there, I think for a minute and planed to how I can admit my feelings to him when the time is right. And so I did. As sudden, the school bell rings. I quickly snap out of it, and ran to class. My class was on the second floor of the building. Before I could notice, I saw the boy again. This time, he ran across the hall with no respect in the hallway rules. Will, I ran too, but not as fast as him. Man, he ran too fast, like the speed of light. I never knew people like him can run that fast. Maybe I'm just too slow.
Suddnely the boy disappear from my view. Then I almost forgot to go to class. When I got to class everyone looked at me as they were flabbergast. Even Jackie. He looked at me like I'm completely different from everyone.
"Miss. Tell me why you're late?" Asked the teacher.
I looked at Jackie before I replied anything. But then, I didn't say a thing back. I was too shy saying everything in front of everyone, especially Jackie.
The teacher looked peevish, so she just dismiss me. "Just go to your seat Sarah."
I nodded, and quickly got to my seat next to Jackie. As I sat down, I looked at him for a glance. Jackie laugh silently. I smiled just not to get in trouble, again.
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