Finding Skylar

Chapter 1 - Skylar

6 years later...

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ll I could see was a sea of heads and embroidered blazers. If I took one more step I would probably be crushed. Someone behind me tugged my hair and I winced but didn't say anything. I was so alone, nobody was here from my school, it was a completely fresh page, starting all over again. Penny and Marcie had gone to Heathton five miles away and I had come to Sandyhill. Why? I have no idea.

"Okay guys are we listening?" Suddenly everyone was completely silent. I still couldn't see who was speaking but at least they were loud enough to hear. The bus ride on the way here had been an experience, considering I had to sit next to Mason Francis. I had only met him at sporting events, but he had always seemed pretty good looking. He sat next to me, offered me an earbud which I refused (music wasn't my thing) and then fell asleep for the twenty-minute journey. Fun.

"What I want us to do is make a line in front of our form tutor silently and sensibly and then wait in silence for your form register to be called." My form tutor was this huge guy in his fifties with lanky arms and wire frame glasses. He looked like he would murder you if you said hello to him which, in my current situation, I wouldn't have minded. I tried to sneak through the hordes of now moving students and found my line thanks to a guiding hand which was stuck out for me to take. I was in the middle of the line pretty much, since my last name began with M. The hand dragged me through the crowd and into a suitable position and quickly let go. I turned to thank the person who had basically saved my life and made a profile on him immediately, yes, I judged his book by the cover, it's just basic instinct for me.

He had mousey blonde hair and rectangular blue glasses with blue eyes and relatively pale skin. He was about as tall as me with a stockier build, rounder face and small, button nose. His blazer seemed far too big which was the same for pretty much everyone and his shoes were a little pointy and black.

"Hi," he said, sticking his hand out for me to shake. "My names Jett."

I took his hand with caution due to my pathetic shyness.

"My names Skylar but if you want you can call me Sky." I smiled nervously at him. He was obviously part of a small group who kept on trying to drag him back into their conversation. They were all girls except one.

"I'm so nervous," he said, rubbing his hands together, he was wearing a ring on his middle finger which glinted in the sunlight. It had said in the school rules not to wear them, but he obviously hadn't cared. I had wanted to wear my earrings but was too shy due to being called out about them on my first day.

"Yeah it's a pretty big school huh," I said, trying not to make eye contact with him so It wasn't awkward.

"Yeah, I don't really know why it's not like there are many- "

He was cut off as there was a call for silence from the form tutors as registry began. The boy was pulled back to his group of friends and I was left standing behind a tall kid who blocked me from view completely.

"Skylar May?"

"Here Sir," I replied, trying to sound as normal as possible. I hated the register, I didn't really want everyone to know my full name but obviously, the school had other plans.

"Jett Matthews?"

"Here sir," came the voice behind me. The register continued as normal, but I suddenly felt breathing down my left earhole.

"Long time no see."

I didn't turn around but had heard what he said. To say I was scared would have been an understatement. I didn't respond but kept looking forward, trying to pretend it didn't happen. He was just trying to scare me, probably a dare set by his group of friends. As long as it didn't happen again.

"Don't pretend like you've forgotten already," came another whisper. What was he talking about? I didn't have time to think before the line started moving and his little group dispersed to go into the school.