Too young to notice

New Future

Today was my first day at West-Valley High. I carried 7 new notebooks, a denim skirt I loathe and a stomach ache.

The past 3 months I had imagined and tasted the desire of how exciting it was to start a new school. I dreamed of how I'd get a good OP and go to college and make a best friend. Now I was finally here, well actually I was waiting for one of those damn yellow school buses to take me away.

I kicked the backs of vans and dragged out my phone. My reflection had always puzzled me. I didn't care that my hair was black or that my eyes were hazel, I just never liked those colors together. Oh well.

Time stood still as I quickly watched the clock blur on my phone. Capturing the smell of fall leaves, I wondered for a second what it was like to be a leaf. Small... green... weak... no, they die in the fall. I cleared my head.

I heard a roaring sound squeal to a stop at my feet. I swear my toes were nearly crushed. I inhaled deeply, stared at the door and took my leap into the future or in other words... I hopped on the bus.

Blueberry bubblegum was all I could smell. It was like a toxic chemical burning my nose, to my throat, into my lungs. Was I going to die? It's only my first day. I clenched my jaw together and scanned the half empty, but quiet bus for a seat.

I chose to sit by myself. That didn't stop the itching seats from staining a rash on the back of my thigh. These furry seats were going to be a pain, but I hoped that I'd be used to it by the time I finish school. That's what, 2... 3... years. I'm in year 10, argh think Isabelle think. Oh, 3 years. Wow!

I didn't like to be antisocial, but my boredom was overwhelming my brain. I couldn't do anything, but resist to yank out my earphones and shove them in my blushing ears.

The bubblegum smell travelled to the Netherlands and the red rash on my leg was fading at a slow rate. I was finally at peace.

I was humming the lyrics, "Yeah, my Mama she told me don't worry about your size, she said boys..." Then the music immediately quietened and I knew I received a text. Unlocking my phone, hoping no one was stalking me, I stared out the glossy window. I held my hand against its hard surface and my eyes flashed down to read the text. The stunning starlight blonde hair in the photo of the messenger was recognizable. My friend Sasha of course, I slapped my face.

🌸 Sasha 🌸 (sent at 8:32am): Hey bubs, hope ur day is as swaggy as mine. 👍 Miss you already. Call me once u get out of school I wanna catch up. Luv ya bæ xoxo

I rolled my eyes and threw my head back laughing. I sent her back a message.

Izy 😈 (sent at 8:34am): aww Sash, ily. miss u too, call ya this arvo at bout 3:10. love ya xoxo

If my heart were a battery, it would be 100% charged and loved.

The bus finally screamed and strangers past me as I jumped out the bus. It was so big. A wide concrete path straight in the middle. Plants from ranges to green flowery plants to fall leaves slowly crumbling away into nothing. Lush grass fulfilled the place of where there wasn't concrete or a garden bed. The massive building stood 3 stories high. The bricks looked very old, but to me this was all new.

My black vans stood out on the light concrete. I was glad I couldn't smell cigarettes and alcohol. Hugs and smiles were shared among students who hadn't seen each other in ages. It seemed so loud, but refreshing.

My phone lit up with another text message, I glanced and ignored it.

🌸 Sasha 🌸 (sent at 8:42am): Love ya more xx

{ Idk if this is good! Anyways keep readingmy lovelys 👅😊 }