Lingering Past

Eastview High

anddd an update the day after :). Dedicated to Knives for being awesome and for riding polar bears to school :)

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The taxi screeched to a halt, jarring me from my thoughts. With the view passing by the car window my mindset has become much more optimistic despite almost dying this morning.

I stepped out the car and look all around me, hoping to absorb everything in at once. The Eastview High sign was getting old and the paint was starting to peel but it only seemed to add more character to this ancient school as vines had begun to cling around the edges of the sign. I slung on my schoolbag onto one shoulder and flattened out the skirt that the school had sent this morning. Trying to look as perfect as possible, i pulled my brown chocolate locks that were trapped under the sling of my bag out and practiced a quick smile.

With my head held high, I reached for the door to the school but no matter how hard I pulled on the door it just wouldn't budge!  Again I pulled onto the door and started shaking it, hoping that it would loosen up and open. Soon it got the attention of the students within two metres of the door.

Quizically they looked at me as if I was some zoo animal and out of the blue, one of them started snickering and it was like a domino affect where everyone else joined in and were all laughing at me. It took me a while to realize why, but when I did,  I turned as red as a tomato.

I muttered under my breath "Talk about first impressions." And pushed onto the door hard, so hard that I flew in and landed on top of something that softened my fall.

I shook my hair out of my face and looked at what I had fallen on and to my surprise, it was actually a person. There I saw a chubby short guy with tangled blond hair and a pair of broken glasses.

"Uhh.. w why hello there? pretty lady?" He whimpered out while trying to hit on me as his eyes twitched... Which I hope was not his failed attempt at a wink because it was downright pathetic. I quickly got off of him and apologized.

Out of nowhere a hand reached out and grabbed the collar of the boy's uniform and yanked him upright. The chubby dude looked up at the person who yanked him and got right back down again. He started whimpering and bowing and begging for forgiveness.

This was the wierdest situation that I've been in, since I woke up on the hospital bed. Are all highschool students this messed up? It was quite the sickening sight and I felt my stomach churn in disguist at how easily that boy was able to lower himself.  A hand reached under my arm and gently helped me up to my feet.

In front of me stood one of the hottest guys I have ever seen... But then again, I haven't seen any guys since I woke up. Orangehead and him were my first. But my, this guy was extremely attractive. Noticing that I was staring, he quickly smirked and shot me a wink. "Player" flashed in my mind.

"Hey, are you alright? Thank god out bag carrier caught you before you really did get seriosly hurt. Seems like he can still do something in his life right. Come on, You're new aren't you?"

Without waiting for an answer he grabbed my hand and led me away from the rest of the boys. We were walking for quite a while and I was still too overwhelmed to even ask where he was leading me.

Finally he opened a glass door and allowed me in first. The lady inside looked up when we came in and smiled. In front of her there was a shiny plaque that said "Ms.Ducreay. Head Secretary"

"Hello Ryan, what brings you into the main office this early in the morning. You couldn't have gotten in trouble already...?"  asked Ms.Ducreay suspiciously.

"I found this lost new girl this morning and decided to do my good deed of the day." replied Ryan while gesturing towards me. Feeling much more comfortable, now that I saw what highschool was like I smirked and added,

"Since when was flirting a good deed?"  For a second he almost seemed shocked that I spoke to him but then the shock wore of.

"well, it is professionally proven that flirting allows ones self esteem to fluorish." He said in a professional voice with an edge of teasing.

I chuckled but before I could bite back at him, Ms Ducreay had grown bored of our back and forth banter and exasperately handed me a white sheet of paper with a chart on it. So this here was my schedule.

"Off you go, you two love birds. Just new and you've already been sweeped off your feet by the oh so charming Ryan." She made a shooing motion but before I could protest about her accusation, Ryan had already pulled me out of the office.

"Come on, I'll walk you to English. It's on the second floor so we'll pass by the library, the washrooms and the cafeteria. Let just call it a quick date?" He said, waiting and watching my reaction.

"Well, why not, you'd better make a good first impression." I replied, giggling a little. Flirting a bit never seemed to hurt so why not. It was really just a harmless tour anyways. I whipped my head around from time to time just to catch everything and no wanting to miss anything.

We passed by cliques and I found myself identifying them, goths, jocks, populars, nerds, outcasts, and the wannabes. Wherever I went, whispers and even fingers were pointed at me. I guess Ryan here was the circus animal here.

We passed the dingy bathrooms and as you walked by it you could even whiff a bit of the nasty bathroom scent from the outside. Ick, what do people do in them? Pee on the floors or something? I caught a glance of the library and it was quite the majestic and grand looking library. Well with a library this nice, I guess it's okay if the bathroom's disguisting. I made a mental note to spend some time in the library.

Finally we got to room 204 and he opened the door to the room as well. Jokingly, I stood on my tiptoes and pecked him on the cheek.

"Thanks for the amazing first date? I had fun." I said teasingly and stepped into the classroom. Much to my horror, the class was already full of students and they had all witnessed what I had just done, including the teacher.

I sighed quietly and I scolded myself. Once again, a fail of making a good first impression. I gave the teacher my apologetic smile and apologized for being late. He just shook his head and gestured for me to introduce myself.

Hi everyone, My name is Melissa Angelina McAblin, I just transfered from WestCoast Junior high and even though it's the middle of the year already, I really hope that we get along. I gave everyone my award winning smile and turned to the teacher hoping that he would point out for me my new seat.

I walked down the small desk created aisle to where he was pointing, and every guy I passed by turned to look at me. One of them even wolf whistled. Embarrased, I sped up and by the time I got to my desk I was feeling so awkward that I all but stumbled into my seat.

Well first period is an hour long. Let's hope it doesn't drag too much. The teacher who introduced himself as Mr.Staicu seemed like a major prick. I sighed once more, and took my notebooks from my bag and started taking notes from the chalkfilled board.