Secret Love

Chapter 1-An old friend

Ring Ring Ring! SMACK! Stupid alarm clock.. I yawned and checked the time. ITS ALREADY 7:30!? CRAP. I quickly get out of bed and change.I grabbed my phone and the car keys. Then I grab my pack back from the front room before leaving. Thank god I set it up last night. I check my phone as I run out the door, 7:46. phew.
I stop stressing so much knowing it takes about 5 minutes to get school. I know this because I took the route about 20-30 times with my dad. I open the car and get situated. Click! I start the car and call my dad. Ring. Ring.
"Hey what's up Virg?"
"Nothing much. Just letting you know I'm taking the car."
"Ok! Have a good day Virg! Love you, bye!"
"Bye dad. Love you too." I end the call considering we both said by and I'm pulling into the parking lot. Click. I unbuckle and stop the car. I open the door while grabbing my backpack. I close the doors while shoving my keys into my jacket pocket after locking the car.
I'm walking up to the door and take a couple deep breaths, I was kinda nervous of who the person was. I open the door to see someone in a black leather jacket, no hood, staring at their phone and drinking Starbucks. Not to mention he was whereing sunglasses. I walk up to him and he lifts his head, I assume he relized I was here.
"Oh hi! Sorry didn't see you there!" He says shoving his phone in his pocket. I wave back, alot less nervous because of his calm personality. He reaches his and out while saying, "I'm Remy, you're tour guide!" I knew I recognized him! He's my old best friend! I run up to him hugging him!
"REMY!!!" He seemed confused as I backed away, but the confusion passed pretty quickly when he realized who I was.
"Ohhhh, Hey Virg long time no see." He pauses to take a drink of coffee. "Soooo how have you been these past few months?" Its been like 9 months since we've seen each other.
"Pretty good. Got a driver's license." I say pulling out the car keys and jiggling them.
"Nice! Anyways we should start the tour, I don't wanna be late."
"Alright." I say as I pulled out my schedule, "Wheres locker B342?"