First morning

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"Carter, get up now! You are going to be late." My father screams banging on my door. I wake up shaking. I hate when he is like this. I can smell the alcohol through the door as I go to open it. I have been awake all night. He was breaking things again. I don't want to be here, but I also don't want to go to school. I had been transfering schools all my life. Now, I am finally a senior and am told we are staying here. I open the door and look up at him. I'm only 5 ft 2. He is 6 ft 3. He slaps me right across my face. I slam my door shut. My eyes water with tears. 

"Go to school, I don't want you here." He scowled as I heard him go into his room. I quickly packed up my school stuff which wasn't a lot just a few pencils, a noteook, and my journal. I love this thing. My mom got it for me before she passed. It looks very old, but I have kept it in very-good condition. I packed it tightly away before I grabbed my paci. I slipped it into a secret pocket of my bag. I hate having to hide it. 

I grab my meds and take them. I know I need them. I will be anxious today. I bounded down the steps to the kitchen. I took a water bottle and slipped it into my pouch. I began walking outside. The school was just a few blocks away. I glanced at the houses on the block. Our house was the smallest. The other houses were like mansions and we only had a two bedroom, one bathroom house. I guess it's better then how it used to be. I don't have to share a bed with him. I shivered pushing the bad thoughts away. Not now Carter, school. I focused walking the few or so blocks to school. I saw it in the distance. Geez there is so many people. How was I supposed to deal with this? I kept walking until I ended up in the crowd of students making their way into the buiding.

I looked around for the main office. I caught out of the corner of my eye something beautiful. I looked and saw, a gorgeous man. My breathe hitched as I slowly looked him up and down. Wow, everything about him is perfect. He glanced at me. I turned bright red and heard laughing. I quickly turned the corner. My eyes water. Damn it, stop being a crybaby, not now, not fucking now. I wipped my face and wandered around until I found the office. I saw it and walked in as the bell rung. The lady at the desk barely looked at me.

"You are the new student, here is your schedule. First class is in F wing, make a left out of here and walk down until you see the F sign." She said this as quickly as possible and turned to laugh with other colleague. I just took the paper and left. I soon found the sign and the class room. I walked in and the teacher greeted me with a warm smile. Wow, the first one all day. 

"Welcome, you must be Carter, this is AP Literature, I have heard a lot about you. I am Ms. Denise. Come sit down." She mentions me to the desk on the side of the classroom. She hands me a paper and a book. Then, returns to the front of the room. "Alright everyone, enough chit-chat. I know it is the first day, but this is a college course so we do not hold back. If you look at your paper you will see the name of project. Yes! A lovely project. Now each of you will be paired up, I will pair you up with someone so I know you do not get paired with your friends. You all have the same book, but everyone will have different themes to cover. You and your partner must do a presentation on your theme. It will be a half an hour long and a 10 page paper."

The class groaned and slammed their head on the desk. Geez she gets right to the point. But she seemed really nice. 

"Alright enough, I am giving you a project to be nice. Or else I can give everyone a 20 page paper on Moby Dick." She smirked. The class shook their heads. "Alright then, now I will pick your partners." I doodled on my paper starting to get in a daydream. 

Who was that boy from earlier? He was really attractive. Why was I like this? My thoughts ramble on as they do every other time. Until I heard my name.

"Yes" I replied not thinking still part-way into my daydream. She giggled and I snapped out of it. I looked up.

"You are partnered with Jordan. So both of you get together, exchange phone numbers and talk before I hand out themes." She smiled. Ms. Denise was way to excited about this. I kept doodling as I felt the desk next to me shift towards mine,.

"Sup?" I said with a monotone voice. I kept working on my drawing. 

"Hello there." I stopped and held my breathe. That voice. It is so deep and soothing. I glanced up and saw the guy from earlier. He smirked softly at me noticing who I was. 

"Uh H-hi. I'm Car-r-rter." I blushed knowing I sounded like an idiot. I started shaking, I needed to leave. 

"And I am Jordan, this project will be fun." He winked at me. My body filled with heat, my cheeks growing brighter. I quickly grabbed my bookbag and ran out of the class room leaving the book, paper, and Jordan there. The door slammed after me and I ran till I saw a door that led to outside. I hopped out the door and saw bleachers. I got underneath of them. It was quite underneath here. Relaxing almost. I pulled out my vape and smoked it for a bit. Then, I put my paci in. I sucked on it softly pulling my bookbag close to me leaning my head on it. I doozed off for a bit. I woke up to someone tapping me. I looked up and saw this girl. SHIT. I froze with the paci in my mouth as she stared at me. I was caught. Oh no. What was going to happen now? I would be the laughing stock of the school. My mind raced. She sat down next to me. She was fumbling through her bookbag and pulled out a paci. I looked at her then it. 

"You're a little too." I asked almost in a whisper. She nodded popping it in. 

"You found my spot. I also come here. My name is Emma." She smiled shaking my hand. I smiled softly. Ok this is not so bad right now. 

"I'm Carter." I looked down. 

"Why did you come here?" She questioned. 

I blurted out before thinking. "Very cute guy in class, partner and project. He winked and I ran." She giggled. I frowned feeling stupid. 

"I am guessing it is Jordan." She replied. 

"How the fudge do you know?" I looked at her really concerned.

"I was in your class silly." She ruffled my hair. My brown thick hair gliding through her hands. "Wow, you have thick hair. Anyway, I saw you run out, I have been there before so I tought I would come after you." 

I smiled softly. "That is super nice of you to do. Thank you." She smiled.

"Can we be friends?" I nodded giggling. We hugged tightly and heard the bell ring. 

"Let's try class." She popped her paci out and mine. She stuffed hers into her bookbag and mine into mine. I fumbled to put it back in the pocket. She grabbed my hand leading me back into the school. I searched my pockets for my schedule. 

"Wait, I lost my schedule. Where did it go?" I looked around worried.

"I think Jordan picked up a paper when you ran out. It flew out of your bag. We can get a new one, lets go." She said confidently. However, I was not. Why is he so hot? His hair, I need to focus. School Carter, School Dammit. 

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