Where These Hearts Collide

Chapter Two

Friday mornings were always promising. At least, so thought a young girl by the name of Savannah Davis, sixteen and in the prime of her junior year. An obnoxious alarm tone woke the brunette from her slumber, pulling her away from one of her more memorable and enjoyable dreams, which was a real drag. Just the same, the girl rather unwillingly dragged herself out of bed and started her day. Both parents still sleeping, Savannah crept quietly into their bathroom where the towels were kept for showers. She grabbed a towel and face cloth and retreated to her own bathroom, hanging her newly found bath objects on a metal rod, turning the hot water in the shower on. While waiting for it to warm, she fled to fetch a robe and undressed, stepping in. 

The scorching water burned against her skin as she fought the unbelievable urge to scream, reaching for the knob to turn it down. The cooler water soothed the previous burn like a wave of relief flooding over her. She settled once the water felt comfortable enough to proceed with her shower. Two rounds of hair washing and body cleansing later and she was stepping out again, drying off with the towel and redressing into her robe. On the way back to her room, she glanced through the darkness at the clock in the kitchen which read 6:18am. The school bus would come at around seven. Plenty of time. The girl headed back on to her room to get dressed.

Looking in the mirror, she combed back her wet brown hair and pulled it back into a pony tail, per usual. Smiling at her reflection, the girl daintily put on foundation and subtle mascara, then lined her lips with a neutral lipstick shade. Satisfied, Savannah veered left back to the now lit kitchen to grab a cereal bar and water, tossing both into her backpack to eat on the bus. Just then, a hip boy-band ring tone echoed through the house. Dashing back to her room to grab her phone, the girl smiled and answered. "Hey!" Her cousin was on the phone. "What's up, and why so early?"

"I just heard that we're getting a new student today, and she's going to be in our homeroom. All I know is that supposedly it's a girl. She's a freshman, too, I think." That wasn't so surprising. Homeroom had always been just one grade in the rooms, but this year, all homerooms were mixed. Diversity of grades, if you will. 

"Well that's something. Maybe if we act quickly we'll be able to talk to her before the bitches of the school corrupt her." On the other line, her cousin laughed.

"Maybe. I gotta go, but I'll see you at school, Savannah."

"See ya," the brunette replied, chuckling. She hung up the phone and got ready to go. The bus picked her up and started it's route to the school. The ride was always tedious, and long. Finally, the big yellow vehicle rounded into the parking lot and dropped the students off. Quickly, Savannah fled. A smile plastered on her face, Savannah found her cousin Julie and their friend Kelsey through the crowd of zombie peers. At least it was a Friday.

"Why so smiley, Miss Sunshine?" Kelsey asked. Savannah laughed, shrugging her shoulders and dropping her bag.

"Oh, I don't know. I woke up in a really good mood. Maybe it's because it's Friday." The three girls chuckled together. "Hey, I gotta get going, though. I have to head to homeroom early to print off that essay for Ms. Meldin. I'll catch you guys in a bit." She waved bye to her friends, grabbed her bag, and headed upstairs. Thinking that she heard her name in the hall along the way, as people were shouting all kinds of things, she turned her head to see if she had heard right, but was mistaking. Continuing forward, she collided with another girl whom was going a slightly faster pace than Savannah, who had been walking pretty fast. 

Books spilling to the floor, both girls dropped to their knees to gather them. "I'm so sorry!" Savannah apologized. The other girl laughed nervously.

"It's okay, I should be saying sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." Having collected her books, Savannah offered the smaller girl her hand and helped her up.