August 4th, 2015 Florida, United States of America.
Out of the many negative things I find in myself I think the worst two are I overthink way too much and once I start talking, I can't stop. Perhaps that's why as I'm sitting, waiting here. I'm thinking of exactly how to say everything without saying anything at the same time. The easy thing to say is "Hello, my name is Jaime and I'm new here." But I could also say "Hi my name is Jaime I'm the new transfer. When I was two my parents died and I lived with my mother's family in Mexico till I was five. My aunts left me to be raised by my grandmother, she died when I was 5. I never had a chance to say goodbye to her. After my grandmother passed my aunts then decided to interfere with my life, sending me to America swiftly after so that I can get an American education." To say that would be nice but I know now that the world can't be trusted as easily as I once wished.
While waiting here I think more and more, now instead of focusing on what I'll say I think of what I look like. See I have a problem, it's august in Florida and you'd think it would be warm maybe even a little hot but it's not, not for me at least. Ever since I was little, I've felt cold constantly and I was always the only one to feel this cold. I took matters into my own hands to stop shivering in front of people on a sunny day. I wear a jacket constantly to keep me warm and surprisingly it works. Every now and then people ask why I wear the jacket in blistering heat and I manage to pass it off as a style choice but I find these questions better than "Why are you shivering while the suns out?"
The bell rings. It's 6:30, the school is open now but classes won't start for another 30 minutes. I walk into the cafeteria where they'll hold us till classes begin its obvious that it'll be hard for me to fit in cliques sit at well-defined tables far from each other catching up on their summer activities. It's too early in the day and the school year to try to force myself into any of these groups so I decided to sit alone at a random table far from any of the cliques. I was scrolling through my phone when something I was not unexpected happened: Two kids sat in front of me. They were still talking amongst themselves when they sat down, I felt this was my cue to leave just as I was about to stand up the girl spoke. "Good Morning, where you going?" she sounded genuine which only confused me more. "Sorry I'm new here I thought this was your table so I was just gonna go find a new seat." "Our table?" The boy she came with spoke up. "We don't have a table we came over here because you looked lonely." Again another sincere statement. I sat down. "Why? I mean thank you but why did you come here to talk to me?" when I asked this all the did was snicker. "What's funny?" "Oh, nothing!" interrupts the girl "Why is just such a weird question the only answer I can think of is, because why not?" She was smiling as she said this and the boy was nodding in agreement. "You see," interrupts the boy "we aren't like the cliques, were just close friends and the way we became friends was by chance two quite lonely kids sat next to each other and then the rest is history. So here we are now seeing another kid that looked just like us and it would be dumb for us not to take the opportunity to meet you." As he was concluding he extended his hand out. "My name's Sam but you can call me Jack it's my middle name." I shook his hand. The girl then extended her "My names Brianna" the girl said I also shook her hand. "I'm Jaime nice to meet you" "Well Jaime you want a little tour while we still have time?" I nodded my head and we began a tour up until the first-period bell rang.
The rest of that day I spent my classes with a mix of Brianna and Jack. It was nice to see that we had some common ground to talk about music, shows, books the normal things and even some of the abnormal. Jack and I discovered that we shared an abnormal trait during an assembly we were having toward the end of the day. "Ya, I got mine from my dad," Jack told me that he wore a good luck charm necklace it was a little piece of quarts attached by a silver hook to a simple silver chain. "I got mine from my grandmother," I told him as I showed him an opal dangling from a brown string by a small bronze hook. "I usually don't tell people I have a good luck charm like this on account of how strange it is." "That's fine there are many stranger things than a good luck charm." Brianna was being sincere once again, I felt a little more at ease. We ended up talking through most of the assembly which was mostly a welcoming part of sorts. We ended up talking about something very odd that was on the news recently. "You've heard about, right?" Brianna begins, "The story in California about some people tearing through the streets?" "Ya, the news said that one was practically on fire and they were making the ground shake!" Sam responds. "They left the message behind, didn't they?" I had heard only bits and pieces of the story of that I heard that they left a menacing note. "'Your Reapers have arrived, repent' that's what they left behind," Brianna responded. "I've heard that they were government experiments, you know like human test subjects that escaped from Area 51." Sam was intrigued by the topic he said that he had tried to find more online once he heard about it but didn't go far in his research. "I don't like how its barely being talked about they basically ripped through a town in northern California the only reason it didn't get more coverage was because of how small the place was and-" "You overthink too much," Brianna interrupted "First us sitting down with you, then the necklace, and now this. You really need to stop overthinking." She was still smiling as she said all this, I was at a loss for words on how to respond the only thing I could say was "Ya tell me about it."
