Her

Chapter one

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School Starts Day 1

Ugh wheres my classroom.

I am bustling down the C building hall. And when I say bustling I mean bustling. Why? Im looking around me and for it to be the first day of school I have an exceeding amount of crap in my bookbag. I mean the usual is like paper and a pencil at most but my mother being the freak that she is had in fact stuffed it full of my required things.

I keep walking and feel the weight on my back getting heavier by the second. I keep looking around to see if I see those all knowing smiles or the wayward walk of one of my heavier friends.

I don't not yet. How far does this hall go on....

Ugh finally.

I walk into the classroom and see a young teacher. A very young teacher. She glances at me giving me a smile before she leans up to wipe away the last bit of dry eraser from the board.

I smiled back, throwing my bag over my chair. Other kids were walking in and out and I can tell that they are mostly juniors. I'm a sophmore. This should be illegal I swear.

I had no clear answer as to where my friends are, where, or going to be. The thing is that the first day of school is hectic. Not only am I and about 900 and something kids wanting to run around flinging spit and kisses and hugs and smiles and gasps of exitement for a friend we haven't seen in like 2 months... but like the teachers are very wary about the students they get. From the second I just walked into this classroom Ms... Um Gosnell has in fact been watching me.

Ok so maybe I don't look like a bad kid but it only takes one time to be labeled as one.

Like my friend caleb in middle school... he stole a sucker from the teacher and in fact got padled. Did he deserve it? Hell Yeah.

So first class? Algebra 2. Great... the teacher is smoking though.

I walked out stll not seeing a single friend.

I turned the corner, continuing through the double doors. I was walking to the office. What for? I dont know. It's the hub of safety... communication. Where most of the students are heading. I mean come on just follow the crowd right?

I walked until I was in the midst of a line. Or several Lines. I took my phone out of my pocket and checked the messages that weren't there a couple of minutes ago.

"Hey Kat! Im near the office.... umm so what is your'e first class?" I smiled at the text. Of course she gos simply. Thats Ashley for yah.

I answered back with a simple cool and Algebra. We aren't close anymore. And I'm sorry but I'm tired of pretending. I glanced up and caught her gaze. Along with a couple of my other friends. They all wave and try to contain their hugs until I can reach them in the intersecting lines. I smile back at them with exitement as well. I hadn't hardly seen any of them over the break. I glance at Ashley and catch her slight frown. Her hair is shorter now.

I had seen her on facebook but facebook isnt like in person. Like yeah there is a person and what they can make themselves be or look like in a photo is ten times different than in real life.

She makes it work though. I have to say that.

I walked further up hesitating but still loving the ravishing hugs from my friends. Im an outgoing person to people I am comfortable with. And others well I can get along. But lets just say Im not an all up on you kinda girl.

I didn't hug Ashley and I mean you expected that right? I slightly slid ahead of them in line. I mean if I'm going to be in line for something I'm going to get in front. The other kids in front were looking at these papers on the glass window.

When they moved out of the way I am pretty sure that I saw either sparks of happiness or a angry look.

I halted in my steps looking back at my friends....

"What is this for?"

"Oh to find out homerooms." Keely answered.

I sighed in relief and stepped up to the papers. Yep same homeroom. Knew it.