C.A.L.M

Pressed against the wall

At around 7:45 I was dressed and headed out to school. It was a 10 minute walk,could be less if I didnt purposely walk so slow. Being the new girl sucked unless you had a smoking body and killer looks which I lacked. I could already picture how my day would go. One girl would get bored and approach me. She'd ask me where Im from and random girl shit,then she'd ask if I wanted to walk around with her, then she'd introduce me to her friends and while Im standing right next to her,her friends would ask her what my name was and what not instead of asking me.

Before I knew it I was at the guidance consulers office where I was instructed to go on my first day. I knocked on the closed door to hear a soft voice from behind the door "Come in".

As I entered the strong smell of flowers hit me like a motherfucker. 'Damn this woman has a lot of flowers.'It was like one of those cat rooms you see in the movies where theres some creepy lady whos obsessed with cats and has them in every corner purring around. 'Her boyfriend must really want some action considering how many flowers she has,that is if she even has a boyfriend....Or does she go and buy a shit load on her own?'

"You like them?",the flower lady broke my chain of thoughts

"Ahan",I replied.

"You must be Sally".

"Yeah."

"Ready for your first day Sally?"

"Yeah I guess. Im not late am I?"

"No honey you're actually early."

The flower lady seemed like a sweet woman. I didnt get the flowers,I mean I get on your desk or on your shelf but this woman had a flower pot in every corner of the room-forget that she had 4 hugeass bookshelves all filled with flowers pots. There were flower petals all over the room and even a smiley face made out of flower petals on the sofa. 'Man this woman is dedicated.' From what I could tell she was in her late 20s. Dirty blonde hair and blue eyes that made you melt,she was a total sweetheart.

"Would you like me to show you your classes?"

"Yes please."

As we walked out she waved goodbye to her flowers. 'Shes not a creep Sal,she just really like flowers'

The flower lady led me to my first class- Math with Ms.Hemmings.

"Well here you are Sally. Liz this is Sally Jones, Sally this is your math teacher Ms.Hemmings."

I smiled awkwardly not knowing what to say.

"Hi love,first day?"

"Yeah."

"Well Sally you're in good hands,I'm going to head off now. Feel free to come to me if you have any inquiries about your schedule or if you need to talk okay?",the flower lady said.

"Got it. Thank you!",I replied. 'Shit I never got her name'.

"Well Sally you've got 10 minutes to class so you can sit here or roam around the corridors. I've got a few things to do before class."

"Oh okay. Is it okay if I sit here?"

"Of course. Would you like me to wait with you till class starts? I can run my errands later."

"No, I'll be okay. Thank you Ms.Hemmings."

"Aww you're welcome honey."

Truth be told I didn't want to be alone but Ms.H was so damn nice it reminded me of my mom and brought a lump in my throat. I didn't want to forever be known as the girl who cried on her first day.

I spent 5 minutes imaging what'd I do if the fuck buddies were in my class.It took me more than 3 minutes to recall their names a minute to realize they never saw my face and I spent the other minute laughing at how wasted they were. I got up and walked around the class and before I knew it Mrs.H was back and the bell was ringing.