Unintentional

Amy POV

It's Monday morning and I'm ready for my new school. I am in the car with my father, dressed in red long sleeves, white skinny jeans sitting low on my hips, and a pair of white hi-tops. My hair is in a messy bun, and my edges are looking fresh.

"Maria told me you are liking the place already, Amy. I'm glad you are."

"Yes, dad, I am. This island is just so beautiful. What about you? Do you like it?"

He scratches his head, like he isn't really liking it, then he says, "as long as you and Maria are happy, I am as well."

I can't help but notice he stared off into the distance, mentioning Maria's name. Am I making this up? Is there something I am missing?

We pull up in front of the new school. Everything on this island is small and beautiful. The school isn't nearly as big as the ones I've been to before, but it is a beautiful building. It has two floors.
My dad and I get out of the car and walk towards the school when an arm wraps around my neck. Sure enough, it is Chuck.

"Good morning, Sir."

He extends his hand towards my father. My dad gives it a shake, then looks at me.

"Well, I see you are famous around here already, Amy."

His phone rings.

Before he can answer, I say, "go ahead, dad. I'll let Chuck take me to the main office."

Chuck nods in agreement.

"Thank you, Chuck," is all he manages to say before he takes off.

Chuck leads me to the main office. I get all the information and the schedule that I will need. He grabs my schedule from me as soon as I exit the office and looks it over.

"We have English, Spanish, and Integrated Science together. Not bad."

My first class is geometry, so Chuck shows me to my class. After, it will be Science. He says he'll be back for me. We fist bump, and he makes his way to his first period.

I am made to introduce myself, as I expect I'll be doing throughout the entire day.

The first thing I notice is that Avery is in my class. A smile spreads across my face. This will be interesting.

As promised, Chuck is right outside my class as soon as it is over. We do science together, and without even realizing it, my day is going by so fast. My experience, so far, has been very pleasant. I have noticed a few girls who seem intriguing, but I will settle in first.

Soon, the second half of my day is underway. Having Chuck in my corner is a real bonus. He takes the edge off.
Next up is English. Chuck and I reach the class, and I sit in a seat right across from him. I am seeing some of the same faces I've been seeing since morning and a few new ones. One specific, noisy girl walks through the door with two girls towing.

"Rhonda in this bitch," she says to the class.

She is beautiful. Tall and thin, but her mouth is already proving to be her biggest enemy. She catches sight of me, and she is making her way over. She stops right in front of my desk.

"Well, well. Look what we have here...the class lesbian."

She is saying it with such provocation, but I turn to Chuck trying to find out his after school plans. She, deliberately, picks up and drops my notebook off my desk. I am wasting no time. I jump up, quickly, out my seat, and push her turned back, sending her flying forward. If not for the nearby desk, she would be on her face. She is fumbling to readjust her position when the teacher walks in.

"Rhonda, have a seat."

The teacher's voice is firm, and she seems to listen. She goes to sit in her seat which is across the room, to the back.
I am already sitting at this time, and the teacher's eyes reach mine. Gosh! Hazel eyes. I return her stare, and slowly look her up and down. Definitely, loving what I see. She has long, straight, black hair.  It almost reaches her waistline. She is wearing a white button down shirt, black skirt, black flats, and a name plate across her breast. Ms. Wade. She seems so young. Is it even legal for her to be teaching at the secondary level? She clears her throat, and calls the class attention, by greeting and explaining there is a new student. I think right now everyone already knows that. She asks me to introduce myself, and this is the worst introduction of the day because I am feeling rattled.

The class passes by with me just staring at Ms. Wade. I am not even concern if anyone notices. She sends a few looks my way throughout the class, and I never look away. She seems a little disturbed, but I am not even concerned with that.

By the end of the day, I discover I have English and Spanish with that bitch, Rhonda. Chuck warns me to steer clear of Rhonda, but I am not going to curl my tail and run from her. I don't interfere with anyone, but no one can interfere with me.