The new girl

First day!

"Hi, I'm Beatrice. I moved from Pittsburgh Pennsylvania to California.  I'm a really short 16 year old girl. I have pretty long light brown hair, but I'm not like one of those pretty high school girls. I'm....nothing special... But I am smart, at least thats what my old teacher used to say..." 

I stoped. I was practising what I was going to say If someone asked me to tell something more about myself in the first day of school.

"'Uhh.. That's pathetic!'' I thought to myself looking in the mirror.

Okay, let's start over..

'"Hi, I'm Beatrice. I'm from Pittsburgh. I'm 16.", yep I think that's enough. I'm not that interesting of a person. And no one will probably ask more about me anyways. No one liked me in my old school ...''

"Bea!" my mom shouted from downstairs and snapped me back to reality, "Come on, We have to go!"

 "Coming!" I shouted having one last look in the mirror before walking out of my room.

 I was wearing a cute baby blue dress with some gladiator sandals. It was so weird dressing like that, because It was soo cold where I used to live.

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 When my mom pulled up to Barlington high, my jaw dropped. The school was massive! And there were so many people walking around, hugging, laughing. I felt lost. I went in the school and it only got worse. I didn't know anyone, and I didn't know where to go. I felt so anxious. So I just looked at the ground at tried to find the principal's office.

And of course I had to run into someone. I bumped into some guy and when I looked up I saw two deep, brown eyes staring at me.

I froze for a minute.

"OMG! I'm so sorry. " I squealed.

"It's nothing. Are you ok?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine.Sorry." I said looking at the ground. I was blushing. Not because I bumped into someone at the first day (although It was quite embarrassed about that), but mainly by the fact that the guy I ran into was really cute.

I tried to walk away as quickly as possible, but he stopped me by grabbing my hand and pulling me back.

"Hey, I haven't seen you around here."

"Yeah I'm new here, And I'm quite lost.."

"Oh, now problem, let me help you!" he said. still holding my hand.

My stomach was filled with butterflies. 

"Thank you. " I said smiling at him.

He walked me to my first class, and the whole time I was looking at him.

"So here it is, the English class. " he said pointing at the door.

As I was walking in, he said "I didn't catch your name.."

"Beatrice. You? " I was dancing in my mind. He actually cared about me.

"Dylan." he said smiling at me, "See you around, Bea"

I smiled back at him and went into the classroom. I was so happy. And the funny thing was, I didn't know why. Maybe the way he looked at me, or maybe the fact that he called be Bea, instead of Beatrice or Trice as everyone usually calls me.

But then I snapped back to reality. It was all probably just in my head. There was no way a guy like him could ever fall for a girl like me.