Trying to Survive High School

The Wood Nymph, the Witch, and the Ginger

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. SMASH. God that thing is annoying... Anyhow it is sadly Monday, and no, not just any Monday. Today is the Monday to screw over all Mondays.
But, before I get ahead of myself, might as well introduce myself. Hi, I'm Samantha Cveochi, but everyone calls me either Sam or Sammy. Let me set the scene for you, today is my first day at Westward High School, and even though it's technically not an actual school day, it still involves waking up early. So after sitting in bed for about ten minutes, glaring at the sunlight streaming in though the window, I finally yawned and got out of bed. After dressing in a red plaid shirt and some blue skinny jeans with some fuzzy socks, I crept into my kitchen and stole a plum, an apple, a pear, and a banana. I stuffed them into my black backpack (which was covered in a shit ton of band buttons) and went into my bathroom to brush my waist-length, straight, light brown hair and my teeth. Once that was over with I filled up two large dishes with dog food and another with water.
Welp, I'm going to be late if I don't leave right now. Some part of my brain was blaming my grumpy morning self for having a staring contest with the sun for so long. I stuffed my feet in my pre-tied sneakers and put my hair in a lazy bun, all while grabbing my long board and backpack (skilllssss). I threw open the door, walked out, and after locking it, I practically flew down the hill in which my neighbor hood resides in. Look out school, Sam is coming for you with a vengeance for making me wake up early! And it was during my inner rant that I realized I left my iPod at home.
"Well fuck" And it was during that moment of not concentrating that I promptly tripped over a root jutting out of the concrete making me crash painfully onto the sidewalk.
"Goddamn wood nymphs! I'll get you one day!" This has become a common occurrence on the first days of school.
You see, every year it somehow manage to trip on the same root, in the same spot. If it's not wood nymphs, I don't know what it is...
It was then that I heard the snickering. I didn't have to turn around to know who it was because, as mentioned before, this was a common occurrence, and there was no way in hell he'd miss it. The asshole even had a lawn chair and everything. After the snickering turned to full on, tears streaming out your eyes, oh my lord my stomach's gonna burst, laughter, he offered me a hand and pulled me up with little effort. See unlike me, who stands at a staggering 5'0 and is quite weak, my best friend (previously mentioned asshole) is 6'9 and was the star quarterback in our old school. Did I also mention he's an asshole, because he is. After 'accidentally' pulling a little too hard, I ended up flying in the air for a while before he put me on his shoulder like it was nothing. Show-offy asshole.
" Hey be careful, have you forgotten who has your breakfast today?" I said.
And he yelled a sentence no man should ever yell when right in front of a school that he just entered.
"NO! MY BANANAAAAAAAA!" He wailed dropping to his knees dramatically making me dangle from his shoulder by my knees.
Oh great, the teachers are already eyeing us. No doubt the others were already eyed suspiciously. After smacking him upside the head he put me down and we walked to our home room. As soon as we entered we spotted our group and sat in the seats they were 'guarding with their lives'. Ada, whose full name is Ada Karolin Letta, greeted us enthusiastically with a
"Hey Moose, hey Aleks! Where's my fruit, girl?!"
Moose was her nickname for me because everyone either called me Sam or Sammy. She also called Aleksey (previously mentioned asshole) , Aleks because she doesn't like his name. His full name being Aleksey Anatol Tadeusz ( which he says means the wise defender of mankind's sunrise in Polish, and which all of us call bullshit). I rummaged through my bag and pulled out her pear, which she immediately grabbed from my hand. I turned to Aaron, his full name being Aaron Toby James, and chucked his apple at him. He then, to my disappointment and slight amusement, caught it in his mouth much like a dog.
He smirked so I said "Who's a good boy?"
To which he responded with and enthusiastic " Woof!".
Ah, this is going to be a good school year.
Then, something unexpected happened. As me an the gang were goofing off and the rest of our new, and some old, classmates were chatting excitedly, everyone suddenly fell silent. In our confusion we turned around, thinking it was the teacher and that we should probably shut up to avoid the teacher's fury. But nope, looks like the sun wanted to continue it's staring contest with me, because right there in front of me was the palest kid I've ever met, with the brightest ginger hair I've ever seen. And he was staring right at us.
Don't get me wrong, the only available seat this late in the morning was right next to Aleks, but this kid was kinda scaring me.
Why is he scaring me, you may ask, well I'll tell you.
This kid wasn't blinking. So he's either high off his mind, sleep deprived, or just liked staring at weird hair.
In case you were confused about the last theory, Ada has a light blue pixie cut, And although it looks really good on her, it's not what you would define as 'normal'. The rest of us have more normal hair, Aaron having light brown as well as mine and Aleksy having naturally black hair.
As he walked closer towards my group we also noted another thing about this strange newcomer (you see my town is very small, one in which everyone knows, or has at least, seen each other), his eyes. His eyes were an incredible green color, the kind that shouldn't be natural. Now, don't get me wrong, our group is no stranger to cool eye colors. Ada's eyes are a steel grey with flecks of red and green, Aaron's eyes are a dark green that swirl with blues and browns, my light brown eyes that change with the season, and, let's not forget, Aleks's eyes that outshine us all, an icy blue on his left and an almost yellow gold eye on his right that both look like they belongs on a wolf rather than a human. But this kid's eyes were spring green, untainted and seem to be radiating light.
I bet you this fucker's the Green Lantern!
And that's when we heard the shrill voice of Ms.Delphiglo scream out
"Alright you little brats, sit down,shut up, and open your books to page three hundred and sixty four!"
"But Ms., it's just home room. We don't even have any books for this class." I said with my hand raised.
"Detention." She said without even blinking an eye.
Ah yes, this is going to be one hell of a school year.
~author's note: I hope you enjoyed the story so far, please tell me what you think needs editing and blah blah, thanks for reading so far!~