DONT PUSH ME AWAY( a michael jackson fan fic )

first day

its my first day of school since my fathers death, and im dreading it. i just wanted to be homeschooled but grandma says "i need to socialize" so here we are. great there are already paparazzi here.

"paris wait! dont forget your bag baby." grandma called to me as i was getting out of the limo.

"thanks grams, bye love you" i said dryly.

"oh and paris, please try to make some friends baby." she pleaded. i just rolled my eyes and started walking to the school doors. i watched the car drive away before heading to class.

"oh you must be are new student can you come up to the front and introduce yourself for us hun?" the teacher asked as soon as i entered the class.

"um no im good, thanks." i replied.

"that wasnt a question hun, come up here tell us about yourself." she motioned.

"oh, um..ok." i said. i walked up to the front of the class. everyone was staring at me, judging me. i began to panic, is there something on my face?! is it my clothes?!

"go on now" the teacher said.

" m-my name is paris michael kathrine jackson, a-nd uh im 14 years old uh and th-thats all." i stuttered.

"well uh, thats a start sweetheart, you can go ahead and sit down." the teacher (who i now know is mrs. jackson, the irony right) sweetly said. i was so relieved that she let me sit down now. i dont think i could have stood up there any longer. i made my way back to my seat. i felt a pair of eyes on me, i looked over to see a girl with short brown hair, big green eyes and a dashing smile waving at me. i awkwardly smiled and waved back to be polite.

the entire class everytime i looked in that girls direction she was smiling, how does her face not hurt by now? is she always that happy?

RING RING RING!

i jumped, startled by the sound, class is over. i was on my way to my locker when a felt a tap on my shoulder. i turned around to see the same girl who was smiling in class.

" hi!" i heard her cheery voice say.

"um hello." i said.

"my names Rozalita!" she told me extending her hand for me to shake. i shook her hand saying, "um my names Paris."

"well paris it seems like "um" is your favorite word huh?" she giggled. i genuinely laughed for the first time in a while.

"i guess so isn't it." i laughed once again.

"whats your next class?" she asked.

"let me check...i have history next you?" i told her.

"well what a coinwinkiedink im heading there to!" she smiled.

"coinwinkiedink?" i asked in utter confusion.

" its like coincidence but more fun to say" she laughed.

"ill make note of that" i giggled as we walked off to class.