A Second Chance at Life

How it all started

Okay so I  it might be a while before I write, and post the chapter, so I thought I would put this little funny short story of how Ashten, and I met.

This story takes place on the first day of freshman year, in Spanish class. This is where the journey begins…

My version.

I was walking with my hands in my pocket to my Spanish class when this girl stands next to me. “Hey Morgan are you going to Spanish class?” She asked. “Um yea, do I know you?” I asked a bit confused. “No.” She said. “How do you know my name?” I asked.

“Facebook.” She shrugged like it was nothing. “But I’m not your friend on facebook.” I said stepping away a bit. “You will be!” She shouted shoving me against the locker. “You’re crazy!” I shouted trying to pry her hands off of my shoulders. “You’ll be my friend right?” I just nodded scared. 

She let go of me, “Come on buddy let’s go to Spanish.”  She reached for my hand, but I yanked it away. I took a seat far away from her, and next to my friend.  I was drawing in my notepad, and decided to look up, and examine the room. My eyes landed on the girl, she was staring at me intently. Weird I thought I shook my head, and went back to drawing in my notepad.

“Whatcha drawing?” A voice said from behind me I turned around, and saw the girl. I jumped, and hugged the notepad to my chest.  Thankfully the teacher interrupted, and told us to get into groups. I went to pair up with my friend. “Where do you think you’re going?” The creepy girl asked yanking me back. “By my friend.” I pointed at my friend Audrey. “No you ain’t I’m yo friend now.” She pushed me into a desk. “But I told her I would.” I said. “I’ll be back.” She walked off. Sitting next to me was a girl I think her name was Tulip. “She got you too?” I whispered. Tulip nodded. “I’m Megan.” I introduced. “I’m Tulip; it happened in pre-kay I was coloring when she just threatens me with my own crayons.”

“Hey hey, did I say you guys could talk.” The girl said walking back with Audrey. The project began, and I had finally got sick of Ashley. “Look dude chill out! You’re a jerk!” I said standing up. “What are you going to do about it?’ She pushed me. “This isn’t how you get friends, I don’t want to be your friend anymore, matter of fact we were never really friends.” The girl burst into tears. “No, no, I’m sorry, don’t cry.” I tried comforting her. “No you’re right. Look I’m sorry for forcing you guys to be my friends it’s just that I didn’t have any. Can I start over?” We nodded. “Will you guys be my friend?” We all shook our head no. “But I’ve got cookies.” We all nodded yes this time, and that was the start of a very awkward friendship.

The real story

Okay so I was in Spanish class when my teacher us to pair up. I paired up with my friend, but I was all like let’s sit next to those two girls they seem cool. I was all like hi, why are you guys so shy. So we talked ya da ya da . Then I began noticing that she was in like almost all my classes. Soon we became really good friends up until the time she started stalking me. (Just kidding.)