It was the first day of classes at my new school in Florida. I had only been living here for three months when I was enrolled in another school, but after only three weeks of being there, my parents decided to transfer me to this Christian school... I felt odd and stiff in the uniform. I was nervous as I walked into the room of staring faces. I didn't make eye contact with anyone, but I knew that they were all gawking. I hurried to my seat and put my things down, but before I could sit down, the teacher gently grabbed my hand and introduced me to the classroom.
"Class, this is Heather Koehn. She is a new student at our school and I want you to make her feel welcome," said she, giving my hand a slight squeeze. She looked at me and introduced herself. "My name is Mrs. Deeley. Let me know if you need help with anything."
I nodded and awkwardly took the only seat left, which was in the front of the room. There was a girl next to me, whose name was Emma. She seemed to be nice, so I said hello. There was one face in the room that caught my eye. He had dark hair and eyes and seemed to be absorbed into his work and copying down the notes that were on the screen in front of me. I quickly got out a sheet of paper and began to quickly jot down the notes given on Transcendental Optimists in literature. I was going to have to look back at the other material in the book in order to catch up. Maybe get the notes from Emma... I'd have to talk to her sometime.
Mrs. Deeley went on to explain each author within the unit: Emerson, Thoreau, and Whitman. I couldn't help but hear the whispers around me that I assumed pertained to me. I sighed, trying to block it all out and focus on the task at hand. The rest of the class went by quickly.
During the last five minutes of class, Mrs. Deeley let us talk amongst ourselves quietly. That's when Emma came up to me and introduced herself. "Hey, my name is Emma Lesko. It's so nice to have someone new at the school. If you need help finding any of your classes or opening your locker anything, let me know!"
I smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Emma. It's nice to meet you." I had a hard time looking up at anyone, but I looked up at her anyway and smiled.
Mrs. Deeley came up to me hurriedly with a red booklet in her hands. "I almost forgot to give this to you. This is what we use for outside reading for homework. When I assign a story, I'll tell you the name of the story, you'll find it, read it carefully at home, and be expected to have a quiz on it the next morning," she explained. She was about to walk away but then turned back around on her heel and said with a small smile, "Welcome to Lakeview Christian Academy."
I watched the clock in anticipation for the bell to ring. I wanted to get to my locker so I could try and figure out how to open it. I never had to use a locker before, as I always carried my backpack around. However, carrying my backpack wasn't allowed, I was pretty much forced to use my locker. Twenty-three seconds left until the bell rings. Come on! I want to go! Those twenty-three seconds seemed to last forever. As soon as the bell rang, I was out the door, making my way to my locker. I was clutching my class schedule in order to not get lost. It took me some time to find my locker, with all of the people around. When I found it, however, I had to ask someone to help me open it, because I didn't want to be late to my next class. US History... Room 233... I grabbed my iPad, which had my history book installed on it, two pencils, and eraser, and a pen, as well as my activity book and binder. I made my way quickly to class and sat down, trying to go unnoticed.
However, there was no way that the New Kid was going to go unnoticed. Looking around the room, I saw that every single girl had either a white or red sparkly bow in their ponytails, all except one. They were all giggling and talking amongst themselves. Well, the one girl without a bow just tried to blend into the conversation. I sighed and saw two guys in the room. One of them was two seats behind me. The other one was across the room. They were both absorbed in their iPads doing who-knows-what.
