trust issues

chapter one : locker buddies

Amelie's pov
~ flashback ~

    "Are you sure everything's in there?" my mother asks. I start middle school tomorrow, known to be the worst years of your life. I'm sure people don't really mean that, but I'm still nervous.

    A few minutes pass and I notice a tall, lanky boy walking down the hallway. He walks over to me and begins putting things in the locker next to mine. My mom was talking with a few of my teachers so I was left alone to finish putting my things away. He seemed to be alone as well.

"Hey" he said looking over at me with a smile.

"Hi," I replied, "I'm Amelie, Amelie Berkshire." I stuck out my hand for him to shake. He politely accepted it.

"Pleasure. I'm Finnigan Beare, but please call me Finn." he laughed

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you too Finnigan." I tease. He rolls his eyes, but giggles. He's dressed in athletic wear; a Nike sweatshirt, basketball shorts, and tall socks. He was tall and thin. He wore glasses and had braces. He had short, fluffy hair. And glistening green eyes.

     We made small talk for a while, said goodbye, and I left to go find my mother.

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    The next day at school, the hallways were flooded. People running everywhere figuring out where their classes were. I made my way to my locker and saw Finn at his.

"Didn't expect to see you here," I said sarcastically.

"I could say the same to you." he joked back.

"You know, you're really short," he said with a smirk, I knew he was saying it to make me mad.

"Ha ha," I mocked. I reached up and stole his glasses, looked through, and couldn't see a bloody thing. "You know, you're really blind." He snatched them back as we laughed.

"Oh, hey Finn," a voice said. "Looks like we're locker buddies."

     I tried not to look at them, but I could hear the tension in their voices. I grabbed my things for class and started walking to my first hour. But the boy Finn was talking to caught my eye. I spun around to go back and introduce myself. But just my luck, I ran right into him knocking everything out of my hands.

"Oops!"

"Hi,"

PSA: THE STORY TAKES PLACE IN JUNIOR YEAR NOT SIXTH GRADE THIS IS JUST A FLASHBACK AND GETS MORE INTERESTING I PROMISE, I COULD ALSO MAKE THIS A FANFIC IF ANYONE WANTS IT OK BYE