Tré
It was just a normal Monday, I woke up to my alarm at 6am and got ready. I threw on a normal blue T-shirt, some black shorts, and my white Chuck Taylors. I quickly ate breakfast, waved my mom goodbye, and went outside to wait for the bus.
It was my first day at Fleetwood High and I have to admit, I'm a little nervous... Like, what if I make a bad first impression? Drop my food in the cafeteria? Forget my classes? "Urgh there's too much stuff that could go wrong", I thought to myself.
I looked at my watch and read "6:52am". "My bus should be here any minute". And sure enough, about a minute later the big yellow bus showed up at my stop and I hopped on. I passed a few kids that were sitting in the front and looked for a seat. I settled on an empty seat in the 5th row and sat down.
We went to a few other stops and picked up more kids before heading to school. My stomach churned when we turned into the school parking lot. The bus went to a halt, the doors opened, and kids started spilling out and heading to the door. When I finally made it to the door I looked up at the big structure infront of me. "Wow".
"Who are you talking to?". I looked behind me and a boy with green eyes and black hair was staring right at me with an eyebrow raised. "Did I say that out loud?" I thought to myself. "Oh uh, I d-didn't mean to s-say that out loud" I stuttered. Dang it! It's my first day here and I already forgot how to speak.
The boy chuckled and walked past me and entered the school building. I checked the time on my watch, "7:25am" I read. School starts in 5 minutes so I should probably get to my first class, Math lll. I walked to my classroom and to my surprise, there was the boy who I had just seen outside. He looked at me and I realized that I was staring, so I quickly looked away.
"You must be Frank, our new student", the teacher, Mr. Dean, said. "Yep that's me! But you can just call me Tré". The teacher nodded and pointed to my assigned seat. "That is your seat for now, go sit down and get prepared for class". I did as I was told and went and sat down and put my book bag next to my chair.
My first day went well I guess you could say, I mean I didn't make any friends but I also didn't make any bullies...that was a problem at my old school, and the reason I had to transfer, but we'll talk about that another time.
Incase you were wondering, this is how my day went:
Math lll- I sit in the very back of the room where I can barely see the board but at least it's quiet.
Accounting l- I didn't even choose this class but my mom said it would be good for College or whatever.
English lll- Remember that boy I met outside the school? Well I sit next to him in there and I found out his name is Billie! I didn't ask him or anything, I just saw him write it on his paper...
Music- This was my favorite part of the day! Since I'm new to school my teacher, Mrs. Shall, let me play the drums they had so I could get used to them! It was really fun! Oh and Billie is in this class too...he plays the guitar... he's hot...I mean what?! No he's not.
I walked into my room and threw my bag on the floor and jumped on my bed, landing face first on my pillow. I sat up and ran my fingers through my light green hair, thinking about that green eyed, black haired boy named Billie.
..when I thought about him.... I felt weird. I've never felt this feeling before and it was..... strange....
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Whatshisname (Trillie)
FanfictionTré is a new 16 year old junior at Fleetwood High and had noticed a boy named Billie, a 17 year old junior, who has really caught his eye. After hanging out with him for a while he begins to think if he's straight or not? Will he develop the courage...