Never Going Back

Chapter 1

It was a quiet day in November. The air felt like ice in my lungs, and my fingers felt disconnected from my body. I had forgotten gloves, and what a regretful mistake that was.

It was my first day of school since I had moved in with my grandparents. I began to imagine what it would be like in a public school, when my stomach's growl interrupted my thoughts. My alarm hadn't gone off this morning, so I had to pull on some jeans and a t shirt, and run out of the house as quickly as I could, so of course, I had forgotten breakfast as well.

Eventually I found the huge oak tree that I was supposed to stand by and wait for the bus to come up the hill. Cold shivers ran up and down my spine for a few minutes until I heard the screeching of the bus. It stopped in front of me, and I ran inside, searching for warmth.

"Mornin'" the bus driver said. He had a scruffy beard and a baseball cap, interestingly matching his southern twang. "Morning" I whispered quietly and smiled. I began to walk through the bus looking for a seat, but almost all of them where filled with one or two greedy kids, and I couldn't find a place to sit. I looked back and saw a dark shadow in the very last seat, and thought why not, I might as well try.

I stood there and looked at the dark figure. "May I sit here?" I asked. "At your own risk" he said with a snicker.

He had on a black hoodie with a hood that fell over his eyes and his converse covered feet leaned against the back of the chair in front of him. I sat down, and watched the bland scenery roll by for the entire bus ride until we approached the school, and the bus pulled to an ear piercing stop.

We were finally here, and I wanted to hide and never go in. I took a deep breath and stood up. "You a new kid?" The figure asked. "Yeah" I said softly.

He pulled down his hood and looked at me with staggering green eyes. "Good luck," he said with a smile. I blushed and said thank you. The time had come, and I was a nervous wreck.