Forbidden Love (Scrapped)

Chapter 3

"Did you just say you are getting a new teacher?" I ask.

"Yeah! We don't know who it is though." She says. "Our principal has been trying to find someone all summer and two weeks ago someone said yes."

I mean, it can't be Adelaide. She said a school in LA and these are the outskirts. But what if it was?

We finally reach the top of the stairs some time later. The rest of the trip talking about life and who we are. What are the odds I am on the top floor and my room is at the end of the hall. When we walk in we see one bed is already made so we head to the other bed and throw ourselves on it, exhausted from the climb up.

"Hey, who's your roommate?" She asks looking over at me.

I pull out the papers from my bag. I flip to the page that says my roommate's name. "A girl named Logan Janiskee. Do you know who that is?"

"Oh her! She's pretty quiet. She really only sticks to herself. But she takes art and whenever she submits into the art shows, she produces the best."

Hmm. That's interesting. I really hope she talks to me. I would go crazy if she didn't. But I really want to see her art. I love going to Art museums. And I love all kinds of art. It tells a story. And it all depends on how you perceive it. It means something different to everyone.

"Well, I can't wait to meet her," I say enthusiastically.

Sierra tells me that she needs to go finish up a couple things. I stay behind and start putting my things away.

My dorm room looks like the typical dorm room. There are beds on either side. A desk is in front of each bed and a long nightstand in between our beds. However, there is a bathroom in each dorm room rather than us all sharing one. We also share a closet, but the beds have drawers underneath them so I just hang my dresses, uniforms, and jackets in the closet.

I finish putting all my things I have with me fairly quickly; considering I do not have much with me. I decide on showering and changing. I have been up since 4:30 amd didn't have time to shower. So I feel gross. However after showering, changing, and blow drying my hair, I still have about 4 and a half hours till dinner.

Ding.

I pick up my phone from my nightstand, expecting to see my mom's number on the screen. But it is not. I see the name of someone I did not entirely expect, but was delighted to see.

Adelaide:  Hey! How's the new school?

Me: Oh my gosh. Adelaide, it is absolutely, breathtakingly gorgeous.

Adelaide: Oh wow. That nice huh? Wish I could see it.

Me: Maybe one day. So when do you get to your school?

Adelaide: Tomorrow night.

Me: Are you excited?

Adelaide: Well, I am as excited as a 24 year old should be when she needs to introduce herself to hundreds of teenagers on Monday.

Me: Um, I dont know if you have noticed, but I am a teenager.

Adelaide: Haha yes, I have noticed. But you are a cool teenager. You don't run around and play tag in the quad, nor move on to another person 5 minutes after a break up thinking that is normal.

Me: How do you know I don't play tag?

Adelaide: Well, do you?

Me: Oh no definitely not. I was just joking.