2- Heidi- First Day

Heidi just switched schools and she doesn't seem so enthusiastic about it...

“Hun you better get up,” my mom said through my door with worry, “you’re going to miss the bus.”

            “Yay. The first day of school…,” I mumbled back sarcastically, “What’s not to love?”

            “If I have to come in there I’m bringing ice,” she threatened.

            I groan as I roll out of bed. For a moment my legs don’t work and I nearly fall. “Okay. Okay. I’m up.” I grab my remote by my bed and turn on my radio to drown out my mom’s grumbling. Looking at the clock I realize I have no time to shower. I throw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from my clean clothes basket. Mom always complains how I don’t put away my clothes, but it’s just more convenient for me on days like these.

            Sprinting down the stairs to the kitchen nearly ended in me hitting a wall. Yes, I’m clumsy. Like really clumsy. I snatch the toast my mom holds out to me as I pass. I run into the bathroom to throw on some deodorant and perfume to cover the fact that I didn’t get a chance to shower. I run a brush through my hair as I put on my shoes and in a split second I’m out the door.

            I catch the bus just in time. As I climb the steps of this yellow monstrosity that will be my transportation for the rest of the year I wonder what the people are like at this school. Are they nice?

            I collapse into an empty seat in the back of the bus. I eat my toast in silence and look around. There aren’t that many people on. I wonder how small this school is. I pull out my iPod and listen to my old friend’s and my playlist we made when I got this old thing.

            As we pull up to the school I rummage through my backpack for a stick of gum and stand up to get off. I slip and fall right back down on the seat. I totally did that on purpose. I look around to see if anyone noticed. I caught someone’s eye, a girl. She gives me that look like Are you on something? I quickly look away and slide into the isle.

            I shove the gum into my mouth as I walk. It actually isn’t that small of a school, but it isn’t big either. I would guess maybe 70 kids in each grade… But it was a school of kindergarten all the way up to senior year.

            I make my way through the crowded freshman hallway and search for my locker number, 75. The hall is so packed that I have to walk in between people in ongoing conversations.

            As I reach my locker I clearly see, for the first time, how small they are. Not like my old school where they were big enough to put a person in, which I had seen been done. I open my locker and put my coat on one of those cute little hooks they have.

            I take out my schedule and looked for my 1^st hour class, Biology. It sucks that I have it in the morning, science being my worst subject and all. I’ll probably use this time to catch a couple more Z’s.

            Once I find the class I throw down my bag next to an empty seat by the window and sit down. The teacher didn’t look happy to see me. Has my reputation followed me already? No I think he is just trying to figure me out.

            The bell rang and everyone filed into class. Everyone found seats next to their friends in hope that the teacher would assign them as their seat for the rest of the year. The laughter and murmuring spread through the room like a wild fire. A ruler smacked the board and everyone shut up immediately and looked at the front of the room.

            “Now class, talking is to be done before the bell. Once the bell rings I expect your complete attention. I’m Mr. Dastel. I will be your teacher for the next 9 months.” Everyone groans at the thought of being here for so long. Mr. Dastel continues with his rant but I’m not listening. I look out to the parking lot and watch the clouds pass by. It looks like it may rain today.

            Mr. Dastel takes role and then tells us he has premade assigned seats. “So, everyone grab your things and stand against the walls.” I felt cramped with so many people, it was almost suffocating. “Okay, when I call your name sit where I point. Emma, no over here Emma. Okay, Stacey, yes next to Emma.” He continued on like this until he got to me. I was last. “Well, we weren’t expecting you until next week…”

            “Heidi.” I answer his unasked question.

            “Right. Heidi. For now you can just sit over there next to Gwen, over by the window.” He points to a girl who looks just as unhappy as I feel about this arrangement. I don’t do well with others and I know we are probably going to have to work on labs together and such.

            I sit and she glances at me with judging eyes. She seems like the kind of girl you would never notice. Her clothes are regular enough, on the darker side but nothing special, although the look in her eyes begs for help. Her hair is wicked black and her eyes are a bright green, so bright that I don’t feel comfortable looking at them. Her eyes were shrouded in a think layer of eyeliner and her lips coated in a red only seen in commercials. 

            She has no books or pencil, just her bag. This Gwen girl didn’t want to be here either. She is just like me.

 She is just here. 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Darkening Shadow]

I like how there are two different people's point of view. But I am worried that it will get confusing later in the book for the reader

[Harley Rose]

Well.. I'm trying to write whose point of view it is in in the Chapter title and having each have an individual font... I might change the font colors too...

[Darkening Shadow]

colors can be hard to read for some people. Okay, well it will be interesting.

[Harley Rose]

Color suggestions that are easy to read?

[Darkening Shadow]

black

[Harley Rose]

Smart a*** I'm being serious buddy

[Darkening Shadow]

idk dark colors.. dark green, dark blue, red isn't really good. Oh and don't use yellow or white.read moreidk dark colors.. dark green, dark blue, red isn't really good. Oh and don't use yellow or white.

[Harley Rose]

So what do you think about Gwen's being green and Heidi's blue... you know... eye colors

[Darkening Shadow]

good idea. =]

[Harley Rose]

Thanks

[Harley Rose]

how is it?

[Darkening Shadow]

its good

[Harley Rose]

thank you

[Darkening Shadow]

welcome

[AWickedMoon]

Ok at the beggining I felt like there was alot of "I'"'s going on. But that could just be me but the second have was very interesting and cat my attenton again. :)

[Be myself!]

Awesome. I will read the next chapter wednesday. i work tomorrow.

[Satan's Daughter]

I like it. Now I want to see where it goes. No grammar mistakes that I caught, so nice job. Please keep writing!