I'm lying there and I can only feel two things, the coolness of the concrete against my face and the immense pain in my chest. I've just been shot and i know i don't have much longer. I try to move my arms, that's useless and as everything fades away i wonder, how'd this happen?
"Time to get up and get ready!" My mom calls down the hall as I sit up wearily and notice that both of my arms are asleep. That dream felt so real, i thought to myself. I get up slowly grabbing a pair of blue jeans and a random t-shirt out of my dresser making sure to grab my hoodie on the way out.
"What’s for breakfast?!" i yell to my mom, i look in the mirror and notice both my eyes are blood shot.
"Whatever you can get on the way out, we are late already!" I grab some pop tarts and dart out to the car.
"So are you looking forward to your first day of high school?'' my mom asked. She knows my answer so i simply mutter it
"I need to go back to sleep." I had been having nightmares for the last week, all different ways of me dying, so far i have gone through being shot, stabbed, drowned, and set on fire. The last being more painful than the rest. My mom noticing the scowl on my face started to frown.
“Don’t worry mom, I’m sure they will stop eventually!" i said with a grin to try and cheer her up. My father had been having nightmares like these before he magically disappeared. My mom always said he was a wonderful guy but i had never got to meet him. According to my mom i was his spitting image, Long brown hair, near 6' tall and a little on the heavy side. I had never enjoyed the fact that i was on the chubby side but i had never put the time or effort into working out. I had occasionally taken time to do random athletic activities but they had never lasted long. I had tried parkour, tae kwon do, football, track, you name it.
"Alright honey, have a nice day at school" my mom said breaking my train of thought. I look out the window and see my new jail looming before me.
"Fewer windows than last year" I point out.
"Don’t worry honey, you’ll make lots of friends and do great." My mom replies always trying to be the optimist. "Walk down to the library after school and I’ll pick you up there, I’m sure you’ll have someone to hang out with after school." I unhappily reply
"Yeah see you later" I climb out of our car and slowly walk up to the school, as I’m walking down the hall looking all the people i notice how many new faces i had never seen before.
The first few days of school go by without any incident, no new friends and just cruising on by. It’s when the second week came around that problems started to happen. I was sitting in study hall doing my work when the teacher walks in and tells us that if we have bad grades we will sit at the front of the room. Great I thought, now I’m going to be humiliated too. I’m sitting there quietly watching all the other people get called when it’s my turn. I was slow to respond so by the time I get up there she had already repeatedly said my name. She can tell id been embarrassed because my entire face had turned a deep shade of red. I quickly dove back into my book as to avoid any more public humiliation. Just as I get to an interesting part I notice there’s someone sitting across from me.
Looking up at her I start a game of cat and mouse where we take turns jumping between looking at our books and checking each other out, acting like we are sly and can’t see the other looking and vice versa. I can see her face turn red from across the table when I finally manage to catch eye contact. She was easily one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen, long brownish hair that had a slight tent of red to it, skin as pale as paper with freckles speckled across her face, I couldn’t stop staring once I saw her eyes. A mixture of green and brown, I could’ve sworn I saw them change colors as I stared into them. I didn’t know it then but looking into those eyes had completely changed my life.
As I went through the rest of my day I was merely performing everything out of automation. She was the only thing on my mind. I felt like a total creep because all I could think about was this girl I had just met, I didn’t even know her name. As I blasted “Girl all the bad guys want” – by Bowling for Soup I continued to ponder what I would have to do to win the girl over. Then all of a sudden *BAM* I ran directly in someone because I hadn’t been paying attention. After I get done picking up all the papers from the floor I notice the someone I had run into was someone i knew from elementary school.
“I’m so sorry Kat! I was totally somewhere else.” I can see her shifting uncomfortably as she tries to remember my name.
“It’s fine! I wasn’t paying attention either; it’s been so long since I’ve seen you! Why don’t we hang out sometime?”
“Well at the moment I’m heading up to math but we have a couple of minutes to kill. Let me see your schedule?”
“Sure, what do you do after school?” I reply as I’m walking down the hall and comparing our schedules
“I normally go to the library for a while, hey we have this class together, and do you know where it is?”
“Sure, its back this way, how’s school been going for you so far?”
