chapter 1 . first day out

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It was the first day of freshman year a young boy named j. was getting ready thinking to himself ,"alright u can do this you'll be fine it's every ones first day here well except upper class men ". He runs down the stairs almost falling down them instead, he sees his mother Jane who as per usual is sleeping on the couch next to her disgrace of a boyfriend Jim . J proceeds to  walk out the door of his house that was fairly nice considering his mom and her boyfriend , his father was in the navy his mother was an addict she would do anything for the drugs no matter the cost  but when she met Jim it all changed when she figured out why pay for it when u can get for free , she decided to use her body for free drugs. By this time j was half way down the block on his way to his new high school s.h.s or seattle high . He walks into the gate towards the office he walks in putting on a fake smile walks to the front desk .

"hello how may i help " asks a short brown haired women 

" i need a schedule for my classes please" he asks in a polite tone 

"full name id number " as she hands him a peace of paper 

he picks up the jet black pen and writes down his id number 570051 and his full name James west .

as he finishes he hands the paper back to the nice woman ,but as he waits a girl walks by with beautiful black rooted hair that slowly tuned into a flush blonde color that can only be described as the darkness of space turning into the light of the sun.

" Hey hey kid" the short haired woman calling his name 

" Here is you'r schedule for school , you'r first class is n 202 ".

" Thank you" James says as he heads out the office door towards the north side of the campus 

he walks into the class and sits in one of the back rows in the corner . 

The first bell rings which means whoever wasn't in class would start coming now a sight for sore eyes walks in the door his friend billy. James waves billy over because there was still an empty seat next to him . Right before the second bell rang the girl walked in with only one seat left she sat next to James . The teacher ms. bowman the angriest english teacher ever even tho she was the coolest teacher so far. " Alright class stand up look to the person to the right and then left of you and tell them your name and three facts about you ." James reluctantly stands up to meet eyes with the beautiful girl that he already thought was beautiful from a far but up close her eyes were a shade of green that glowed in the sun light  they reminded him of jade that never lost its bright green tint. he says 

"hello my name is James three facts about me are i play two instruments and i like to skate on my free time". 

The blonde opens her mouth and says ,

" hello James my name is Marissa three facts about me are i like to draw play video games and like you i also like to skate."

By that time ms. bowman was ready to start the lesson she told us  to do her work and if it was quiet she would let us listen to music on her phones .

so James , Marissa , and billy start to work they all finish three minutes before class ends 

Marissa asks James for his schedule to see if they anymore classes 

" hey James "she said

"let me see your schedule see if i have any nice people in any other classes of mine "

"a-alright here you go" 

"well shit "

she says only loud enough for James to hear 

"what ?" James asked 

" we have all our classes together " 

she says with a smile . 

" i'll see you next period she says  as the bell rings to exit class and start off toward the next one 

James and Billy start off towards there next class james asks

"what class you have right now bro ?"

"Algebra 1 how about u Bru ."

"Biology see you  later bro. "

As they shake hands Marissa comes into veiw she's running towards James .

He walks slowly towards her .

She grabs his arm and says ,

" Hurry slow poke they only have a couple seats left ."

She runs dragging James behind her he's stumbling trying to keep up.

They sit down towards the front of the class .

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