I woke up this morning feeling like P. Diddy. Seriously, I looked hideous. It is my first day of school here and my hair is flat, there is nothing in my closet and I feel like crawling into a whole. Somehow I manage to drag myself out of bed, put a head band on and throw on jeans and a rolling stone t-shirt. I guess this is alright.
I make my way down stairs and see that my dad has made waffles. He remembers that they are my favorite accompanied with Nutella.
"What´s the special occasion dad?" I ask.
"It´s your first day of school. Aren´t you excited to meet new people and make friends."
Uh not really, I think to myself.
"Well I have Zayn" I say but my quickly shoots down that little bit of happiness by telling me that Zayn goes to school on a reserve.
I scarf down my breakfast and notice that I am already running late on the first day. I jump into the truck almost killing myself on the way in. I try to leave but it takes some struggling just for it to start up. Way to start off the day. It's a 5 minute drive to Forks High School.
I arrive and notice that all the cars are pretty much as busted as mine and it makes me feel better. But then I come across a shiny Volvo. Seriously, who drives a Volvo in high school?
I head into the school and immediately get bombarded by questions. A kid name Eric tells me that he is working for the school newspaper and wants to write an article about me. I quickly and politely decline. That is the last thing I want - attention.
I move to English class and the teacher introduces me to everyone as Katerina.
"It´s Kat" I quickly correct him.
"Ok Kat, take a seat there next to Justin."
I walk towards the back left corner of the classroom being careful not to trip over my own two feet. I take a seat.
Justin extends his hand "Hey Kat, I´m Justin."
"Hey" I respond and then pay attention to the teacher for the rest of the class.
Somehow I feel this awkward sensation that Justin is staring at me. I look back and meet his eyes. He smiles. I smile back but feel slightly uncomfortable.
Later, I move to Trig and Spanish which I have with an over-eccentric girl, Selena. She doesn't stop asking questions.
"So are you like a lion or witch or something?" she asks.
"No, I live in Narnia, Arizona. Unfortunately, it is nothing like 'The Chronicles of Narnia´" I reply.
She gives me this look like if wanting to live in actual Narnia was weird. I´d rather live in Narnia than on earth with all these people asking a ridiculous amount of questions.
Narnia, Arizona was founded by George B. Narnia way in 1872. We always received Narnia jokes but to me they seemed more like compliments. Narnia, Arizona was a town filled with crazy people and wanna-be athletes.
"Ding" –
"Yes" I say to myself. Saved by the bell.
Selena invites me to eat lunch with her and I agree. Don´t want to make enemies on my first day. We sit down at a table with Eric the writer, Justin from English and two other girls who are introduced as Miley and Demi. Demi seems sweet.
We are 15 minutes through lunch when something from the window catches my eye. The door to the lunch room and in walk a group of 6 people.
These are the 6 most beautiful beings I have ever seen in my life. Well, excluding Zayn. I am starting to think that I am day dreaming. I look away and look back to find them still walking in. The sight is unbelievable. Two girls and four boys. In walk the first two holding hands.
