A 2nd Chance

Chapter 4

Chapter 4
I dash out the door, and run into the stairwell. I exit out of the lobby, and I follow people who have backpacks on them. Looks weird, but hey it's better than asking people for directions. A few or so blocks later, I look at the school. Wow, what a typical high school, I can feel the overdose of hormones from here. I huff out a puff of air and go in this hell hole.

I enter inside the school and I see people making out, girls with skirts that are shorter than my life span. What a warm welcome. I look around, and while realizing I have no sense of direction, I feel a tap on my shoulder.

" Hey, you look lost. Are you new?" A girl asks. I hear the low-key Asian accent in her voice. I smile, hoping the girl would give me directions.

" Um, yeah, I'm new. Can you take me to the office please?" I mentally plead in my head she will.

" Yeah, why not, follow me, um. What's your name? I always forget that?" The girl questions. I study her silently for a few seconds, seems nice, maybe won't stab my back like my old "friends".

" Astrid, and you?" I ask back.

" Pepper, and welcome to high school. You're a senior right, if you are that's great, you won't need to stay log in this prison." Pepper says with a smile.

While walking our way to the office, I notice whispers surrounding me.

" She the new girl? Looks like there's a new girl for the guys to hit on." I hear a girl.

I look at her for a brief moment, and I see the curiosity in her eyes. Whore. I keep walking, I take in the new environment of this prison, I mean school. Gray colored walls, old tiles, lockers everywhere. You can do this Astrid, it's only the first day of a new school, no pressure.

" And we're here. I should leave, class starts at 8:00, and my class is literally at the other side of this massive building. I'll see you around Astrid, good luck!" Pepper says with her bubbly voice. I smile gratefully, and she walks away.

I enter the main office, and it's nothing special. I walk up to the secretary, I feel my hands trembling as I speak up.

" Miss, um," I look at her name plate planted on her desk, " Miss Smith, I'm new here, and I want to pick up my schedule?" I say with a shy voice.

" Yes, Astrid right?" The woman said it was so much authority, I mentally winced. " We've been expecting you, we got a call from your Uncle Jesus, and that you will be enrolling in our school." She says.

Uncle Jesus? Sorry God, but I thought you knew better. Please that shoot me down for saying that, you are a very intelligent being. " Yeah I'm Astrid, may I have my schedule now please?" I ask with a little bit of nervousness.

" Yes, you may. I have it all in this big orange envelope for you," she says while she gets up and hands it to me, " Here you go, your first class is AP Calculus. Don't worry it's not far, the class is above the main office, go up the stairs and the first class you see is yours. And here is your locker combination, and your locker location, and your school ID, and gym clothes." Ms. Jones hands this to me.

I take all the stuff and wonder. How did they get my size? And of all photos, I guess God got one of my old middle school photos for my ID. Very funny God. Ms. Jones sees me staring off into space, and she tells me to scurry off and get to class. I thank her gratefully and I make my way to my first class.

I go up the old stairwell, and I knock on the door, and enter the room.

" Um, hi? This is AP Calculus right?" I ask shyly. And the first thing I see? Freaking, Poopy Parker. And yes, I will call him that all I want because he is poopy. I contain my anger, and I put on a smile. I steal a glance from Parker, and I see him with his eyes wide open. Since when was this dumbbutt smart enough for this class? Then again, I'm not one to talk.