Jordan

Chapter 2

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After looking for my class for the longest time, I finally found it. On the second floor at the back of the school. I know I should have probably asked a teacher for help but I'm so nervous I can't talk right now. The bell rang five minutes ago. How embarrassing that il have to walk in with everyone staring.

I walk in the classroom with my heart beating so loud and hard I can feel it in my face.

I open the door and everyone looks at me. Ugh! Look at your friend's people, gosh darn it. Obviously, I didn't say that out loud but I thought it.

"Hello miss.." the teacher, Mr. Noah, says waiting for me to say my name. "Sorry," I say giving a sheepish smile. He wanted your name Jordan, your name! Be quiet brain. He gives me a weird look then slightly smirks. Um okay. Weirdo.

I look for a seat at the back corner and sit on it.

Mr. Noah continues to talk about whatever he was saying, probably just introducing and fist day of school stuff. He is tall and looks young, maby in his early or mid-twenties. He's wearing basketball shorts and an athletic shirt, I guess he's a coach, wouldn't be surprised because you can obviously see he's in shape. All the girls probably trying to get on him. Yukk.

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Lunch is about to end I'm guessing, a lot of people have stood up waiting in the hallway. I didn't eat anything because I never really do at school and when I do bring my half Nutella sandwich I eat it in the bathroom.

I know, don't judge me, but I am such an awkward person that even eating a sandwich is hard for me to do without looking like a statue eating playdough.

The lunch is huge, the hallways are also filled with people eating or on her phone against the walls sitting down. We have an off-campus lunch at our school meaning people can go out to eat somewhere and come back before lunch ends. Tomorrow il probably sit outside because it looks nice with some nice shade and old looking tables.

The bell rings then an AP (assistant principal) blows his whistle. I'm guessing that's the bell to go to fourth period.

The insects in my stomach start flying again making me nervous about the next period and the whole next half of the school day.

I get up from the table and start heading to my 4 period which is English 4 with Mrs. Lenny. Hopefully this class is good too. All my other classes have been whatever, except for the first period, the teacher seemed a bit strange.

It's still my first day here so I don't know where these classes are.

Once I find my class wich is downstairs, I have a seat at the back of the class, in the corner, and glad that this class also has the seats in rows. People were still coming in the class meaning I was on time thankfully.

I get my pen out of my bag and watch the teacher. She looks like she's growing a bit old, Mabey in her 40s or 50s I don't know, but she's petite, a little thin with shoulder-length hair that is grey but you can still see some brown of her natural hair. Her face though looks strict with no smile and her eyebrows looking annoyed. Her red lipstick lools like a thin line across her strict face. I look away before she sees me inspecting her face.

I slouch on my seat and look around the room while fidgeting with my pen.

My eyes land on a group of boys, four of them, sitting on the other side of the room talking to each other. I recognize one of them, I think he was in my third period, physics with Mr.Brooks, if I'm not mistaken I think his name was Jerake. They all kind of have this dark mysterious vibe. Jerake looks back as if sensing someone was looking at them. I quickly look away, my face turning a little red from embarrassment.