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Move through the hallways...chin up. I said chin up! Grumbling, a thrust my backpack a little bit higher up onto my shoulder and made my way to the gym. This royal sucked...my own consciounce was against me! Though I had made a lot of new friends...especially for my first day in a brand new school, new people...and met some incredibly hot guys who said they wanted to be my friends. But so far I had accidentally called one teacher Mr., gone to the wrong class at the wrong time, tripped and fell into the wall (which was beyond humiliating but I played it off rather well so people thought me more interesting and cool,) and been told I had first lunch when I had second. It was still a good day.
As I made my way over to the bleachers, I looked around, recognizing a few people from Elementary school. Natalie, Sarah, Katie, Jennifer...The Group, of course...The Group that I used to be part of. But no longer. No, I was the "Academy Girl," ... "The Traitor" because I had gone to the performing arts Academy.
Because I had gotten accepted when all they could do was dream.
Katie cast me a dark glance, rolling her eyes and looking away. Lovely, I thought. Just lovely...won't they be sorry, them and there little clique. First day and already I'm friends with Seniors, and six different groups are trying to get me to hang out with them. But no...I'm not a groupie. I'm a leader. Sighing, I decide that I want to make my own group, no matter how hard it will be, my eyes gazing at the steps as I try to decide what I want to do about that. I'm always the leader of a group...always.
"Yuushi!" Snapped from my quiet reverie, my head snaps up and rests upon Randi. Ah, the faithful familiar Randi. Yes, she was that odd girl from English...where I met Thread. (Thread isn't the girls real name but I can't pronounce her real one so...) Randi, I realize, is in my girls gym class, along with another girl named Cory. Smiling happily that I'm not alone with people who hate me, I quickly jog my way up the steps, all of them moving over to give me a seat.
"How do you like it here so far, Yuush?" Randi asks. I shrug some, gazing around at everything, seeing a girl, red hair, one of the larger ones, sitting in front of me. I'm on the end of the row, and across, on the other set of bleachers, is the mens PE class...and my ex boyfriend from the academy is there. His eyes are on me, watching, and my stomach flips. By gods I still want him.
"Oh, it's fun. The teachers are kick ass!" My voice is filled with its usual optomism, and my eyes trail over towards the girls enrollement sheet in front of me. Ah, the first day of Highschool. "Katie?" I ask, reading the name off of her sheet. She looks up at me and smiles.
"Yah, that's me. What's your name?" she asks.
"I'm Devin, but everyone calls me Yuushi-chan," I explain, and the two of us get into talk. Slipknot, Sum 41, System of a Down, Punk-o-rama, and other such bands and compilations is the subject for awhile, moving onto others. Soon the others I sit by join in...as well as a senior.
Her hair...her eyes...by gods she's beautiful. Nay, I'm not bisexual nor lesbian...if I am attracted to somebody it doesn't matter what sex they are...so long as their attitude is good. She's kind, sweet, and soon I find myself looking at her as more of a mentor, and older sister. Finally I'm called up to turn in my sign in packet, fully registered now in all my classes, and I can hear the whispers of some of my old elementary school friends.
"Looks at her, Ms. Traitor Academy."
"You know she was on the Basketball team?"
"She beat her zoned school. She should have made sure we won."
"She thinks she's all that."
But then...the surprising one.
"Will you guys shut up! You know you would have done the same if it came down to it!" Blinking, I glance over my shoulder a little confused. Cassie...my old best friend...the one who I had gotten into the worst fight with ever was sticking up for me! Smiling, I look towards the teacher and start talking to her a little.
Immediately I'm accepted onto the Cross Country team.
Well...my first day of Highschool, at a new school, all new people, and all my friends still going to the academy. I decided I wanted a life...and I got it.
Aye..it was a good day.
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