Moments

Chapter Six

"Willow, wake up, time for school." I heard Jackson yell from the other side of the bedroom door.

My eyes slowly opened and I sat up. A solo tear fell from my eyes missing my morning threats.

"Willow." He repeated.

"I'm up," I said. I heard his footsteps head back downstairs.

I got up and went to the closet and looked for an outfit. I finally settled on a floral skater skirt, a black lacy blouse, and a white cardigan. I grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom and got in the shower. Once I was done I got dressed and did my hair. I decided to curl it since it was my first day at a new school. Once that was done I put on some mascara since I wasn't the type to put much makeup on.

I went back into the room and grabbed my bag that had all my supplies in it then got my shoes. I put on my black fold-over combat boots. I turned off the light and headed downstairs.

I went into the kitchen to see Jackson with a plate of eggs and toast.

"I made breakfast..." He paused. "and if it's not pushing it too far, I would like to drive you to school." He said placing the plate on the island.

I sat down and pulled the plate close to me and grabbed a fork. "Sure," I said before I started to eat.

When I was done we headed out. It took about ten minutes before we pulled into a parking lot of the high school. He stopped at the front and unlocked the door.

"I'll pick you up here at 3:30." He said. I nodded and got out swinging my bag over my shoulder. I watched as Jackson pulled out of the parking lot and looked towards the entrance.

I took a deep breath before I walked towards the front entrance. I opened the door and walked in and immediately heard a whistle.

"Hey, sexy, don't remember ever seeing you around here, and trust me, I definitely would've remembered a body like that."

I scoffed as I ignored the dogs of the school comment on how they would like to use me. Ugh, does any guy have respect for woman in this generation?

I saw the sign to the main office and walked in, going up to the front desk. I saw a middle-aged lady typing on her computer.

"Excuse me, I'm here to pick up my schedule and things. I'm new." I politely said.

She scowled at me. "Name?" She said not pausing her frantic fingers on the keyboard.

"Willow Hale." Soon she got up and grabbed a few papers from the printer and then handed them to me.

"There's your schedule, locker information, and a map of the building." She said before going back to typing on her computer.

I mumbled 'thanks' before walking out of the office. I looked down at my locker information. It said my locker was H227, which according to the map, was on the second floor.

Where're the stairs to go to the second floor? I internally groaned.

"Need any help?" I looked up to see a red-headed girl with green eyes and pale skin. Aren't people from California supposed to be tan?

"Um, yeah, do you know where locker H227 is?" She immediately nodded.

"That's right near mine. Come on, I'll show you." She said before she grabbed my arm and dragged me the direction we were supposed to go.

She finally stopped at a row of lockers and pointed at a certain one. I looked at it to see it was my locker.

"Thanks," I said before I put in the combination and set the stuff I didn't need at the moment inside. I looked at my schedule to see what I had.