I was five minutes late to homeroom.
People looked at me like I was scum as I apologised to Mr. Jameson, but I was used to it by now. Almost Immune. Almost.
I took the only remaining seat, which was next to a boy I'd never noticed before. Janet was sat at the back, next to the cheerleaders. Her mother had probably already bought her a spot on the team.
I hung my head and twiddled my thumbs for the remaining quarter of an hour, and was the first out of the door when the bell sounded. I checked the timetable Mr. Jameson had thrust at me as I left, and saw that I had English first. At least there was something to look forward to.
I made my way to room 107, and was one of the first people to get there. The teacher, I couldn't remember her name, opened the classroom door, and everyone piled in, trying to get the best of the seats. I took up my usual spot at the front of the class. I was surprised to see a figure sit down next to me before all the seats were taken up. Someone wanted to sit with me?
I looked up, and saw it was the person who I'd sat next to in homeroom. He gave me one of those dreamy half smiles that makes your heart stop momentarily. I realised I was staring and smiled back.
"Hi. I'm Jordon. Jordon Handley. I'm new here, this is my first day." He spoke with an English accent, very similar to my own, in fact.
"Uhh, hey. I'm Laura. Laura Flexton. It's nice to meet you." I replied chirpily. He looked down at me, his eyes boring into mine. They were Hazel, like Janet's, but with flecks of gold in them. As i looked back at him, I saw that he was quite attractive, with black hair that stuck up in all directions.
"The pleasure is all mine. I was just wondering, would you mind showing me your timetable? I'm pretty sure I'll get lost without some help." He gave me a cheeky wink.
It just so happened that our timetables were exactly the same, except that he had Gym when I had physics and vise versa. He asked me to show him around to his lessons, so I agreed.
Maybe life without Janet wouldn't be so bad after all.

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Teen FictionLaura is a seventeen year old girl, who falls in love with the wrong person. Will her ex Best Friend's evil plan be the thing to finally break her? Will it be her first Heartache? Or are they the same thing?