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Chp. 2

I finally walk in to the huge high school, obviously nervous, like I said, about a million times. See, when I'm nervous, I look down at my shoes even if I'm walking. So silly me, stares right down at my shoes expecting my hair to lead the way.

Elena stop being like this. Be confident.

So I decide to keep my head up and keep confident. Let's see how this goes.

I end up standing right In front of my locker trying to remember what my code is. Obviously I don't remember because my memory is the best. I'm about to walk away until I remember the code is my birth date.

I open my locker putting some of my books and things that I'm going to need in there because apparently we get 10 minutes on the first day of school to organize our lockers, but there's nothing really there to organize, is there? I'm not gonna put pictures or stickers or posters in it, it'll look hideous. Plus, lockers are already hideous themselves.

So I finish packing my things in the locker and slam the locker shut. Right when I'm about too walk to class, there a figure in my way... A female figure.

Maybe she wants to be my friend?
Ha! I doubt it.

"Well a new girl,"the girl says wearing a pink short skirt with a white tank top and a white sweater lazily hanging over her shoulders.

So stereotypical.

Obviously the girl who wears that type of clothes has to be rude. Plus there's her messy blonde hair with some plastic pearls hanging around her neck and wrist. Shoot girl! Get a makeover.

"So I don't think you've made any friends, have you?" She says pouting at me like I'm some loser, back off.
But Elena Hart couldn't say that too her face can she?

"I um, no not yet."" I say looking stupid as hell.

"Yah, didn't think so, but anyways there's some other loser new kids over there," she says pointing to a group of kids who look as shy as me. "I think you'll fit in there."

"Oh right, thanks." I sarcastically thank her for making my life easier. I need asked for help, and neither do I need it.

I just give her a I-don't-like-you smile and just walk off, And when I'm a few steps away, I look back and she's gone.

What a start to my day.

I don't even know what to do anymore, she literally ruined my day. Not even my day, my damn morning. I've only been into this school for about 8 minutes and look what happens. I don't like people like her and if she comes close to me again, she'll see.

How do I feel right now? Pretty Confident.

Now, my only goal today is to get out of this damn school as fast as I can.

The bell to walk to class ringed about 2 minutes ago. Great, your late because you got a lesson with a blonde.

So I reach my first class.

History.

Yay Fun!

And I stand right at the door giving a have a half-hearted smile to the teacher who is doing the same back. But she seemed happier than me. Well maybe it's because she didn't just have a blonde bully come and verbally attack her. Speaking of blonde bully, I hope and pray that she's not in my class.

I skim the class looking for a blonde, and there's no sign of her.

"Hello hun, your name is Elena Hart, right?"Says the teacher.

She's nice, that's good.

"Mhm, yes, that's me," I say giving her a grateful smile. She already cheered me up. A little.