Chapter I

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I looked at my watch. 7:55 am. Five more minutes and I'll be late for my first day at school. Great. I thought and immiedately speeded up. I felt the wind going through my hair and I was sure that as soon as I arrived at school my hair would be messy. I decided not to care. My stomach hurt because of the stress. I tried to comfort myself by saying in my head: Everyone is going to be nervous. You're not a freak. But my mind didn't agree. I felt like I was going to puke. But I didn't. I gritted my teeth and kept going forward. One more turn and... I'm here.

I was standing in front of a huge building. Students were coming in and out, but most of them - in. I tried to equalize my breath. "Breathe in, breathe out.... Breathe in, breathe out..." I encouraged myself to come in. The school was even bigger from the inside. I rushed to the gym where all the students where going.

"8:01. Sh*t"

I started running towards the gym. When I finally reached it, I looked around. "Class 1b... 1b!" I found the right class and followed the other students from my new class. We sat on the chairs. I looked at the girl sitting next to me. She seemed pretty excited. She was talking to everyone. Literally everyone. Suddenly, she looked in my direction.

"Hi! I'm Harper, and you are?"

"E... Evelyn" I said and imiedately blushed. What is going on? Why am I blushing? And why is she so damn hot?! I blushed even harder after thinking these words. No. Calm down. She's average pretty.

"Nice to meet you Evelyn! I hope we'll be good friends" she smiled beautifully. I smiled back.

The principle started talking. It was a very long and boring speech. I didn't even try to listen. All I could think about were her gray, deep eyes.

When he finished we went out of the gym and were standing in the hall, talking. Suddenly some blond girl with other two girls came up to me with smiles on their faces. But fake smiles. The blond girl's eyes were full of hatred. I started being anxious and my breath became shallow.

"Hi, Evelyn is that right?" she said.

"Yes, and you are?"

"Madison, darling. And those are Layla and Zoey. But the question is why are you dressed so bad? I mean, do your parents have ANY money? 'Cause you know, there IS something called clothes, because those... Those aren't even clothes... Those are rags! And this ugly face! I can't even stand seeing you. Go away and never come back. Kill yourself or something, because no one will force me to go to the same class with a slut like you" She laughed and so did her two friends.

I felt how my eyes were filling with tears. I'm a disappointment. I always was and I always will be.

Harper heard this and said:

"EXCUSE ME?! I-"

But I didn't listen. I ran out of the school, crying like a baby. I hid behind a wall. No one will find me here...

But after around two minutes I heard someone's footsteps. Harper emerged from behind the wall. She saw me in tears and ran up to me.

"Hey... don't cry, don't listen to her. She's a bitch. It's not true what she said and to be honest I love your outfit. Come here... let me hug you." She hugged me. I felt safe. Her warm body was against mine and it felt natural, it felt good. I love hugging her.

"Th... Thank you so much Harper. It really means a lot." I sobbed.

She look into my eyes, I looked into hers. We were staring at each other in silence. She moved her hand towards my forehead. She put my hair behind my ear and her hand stayed there. My heart was beating really really fast. I had the urge to make the next move, but I couldn't. I'm into guys, I'm into guys, I'm into guys... After a moment that took forever she cleared her throat and took her hand off me.

"So... are you going to the tram station?" She asked getting me out of a trance.

"Yeah sure. Wanna go together?"

"Okay."

At the beginning it was awkward but then we got to talking and it was really nice. I felt safe with her.

We said goodbye when her tram came up. She almost got in, but then she turned around and hugged me. Thank you, Harper.

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