Chapter 1 : KnowingA Chapter by jhedCHAPTER 1: KNOWING
was riding with my mom in her car. It was an
early Monday morning and was the first day of school. We reached the school
without even saying a single word. Isabel looked at me as if I was going to
disappear. “Mom, where's
yourself?" I asked her. “Honey, Abby, you're
growing up so fast. I can't believe you're on your 9th grade." She told
me. “Mom, it's just 9th
grade. I'll still be studying for five more years. Don't worry I’ll won't leave
you. That would be the last thing I’ll do, I promise!" i told her wholeheartedly.
Then she kissed me on
my forehead and greeted me good luck with my first day. I knew my mother very
much. When she was looking at me all I can see is worry. But I'll try my best
to make her happy. As I entered the school campus, I already saw Ivy and
Natalie waiting for me at the campus hall where students take their time
talking and mingling with others. Ivy is a black headed girl that lets her hair
cascade on her shoulders while Natalie is a brown headed girl that has the same
length of hair like mine. “You’re late!"
Ivy told me. “We’ve been here for
like 45 minutes. Good thing Natalie arrived after me." she continued. “Good thing we have
reserved three lockers for the three of us." Natalie told me. “Aw, thank you guys.
I love you! You make me special." I told them smiling. I placed my things in
the locker as they immediately indicated my locker. I heard Natalie talk. “Hey Ivy, have you
heard about the new guy in school?" then Ivy immediately answered. “Yeah, I heard he's
cute in a good way and smart too!" After i fixed my
thing i immediately went to listen to their discussion about this new boy. But
when I came they stopped talking about the boy so I just opened it again. “So who's the new guy
in school?" I asked both of them. “I actually don't
know his name. I hope he sits in class with me." Natalie told me day
dreaming. “Hey, I know that
look! Stop day dreaming at school Natalie. You’re not sleeping." I told
her laughing. Then all of the three
of us laugh and laugh without even noticing the time. I looked at my watch it
was exactly 5 minutes before the time and we'll all be late for our first
class. “Guys we'll be late
for class!" I told them surprisingly. We ran through the hall laughing
that we saw the level coordinator staring at us. We split ways as we reached
the door of my first class. We waved goodbye to each other. “See you later at
lunch! Good luck!" I told both of them. Before entering the
room, I peeked at the door's glass window. Great! The teacher's not yet inside
so I hurriedly entered the room. "Great the front row is full" I told
myself. I have no choice but to sit in the back row. As I sat the teacher
entered the room. I knew this person. It's Mr. Molina; he once
visited our room when I was in 6th grade. “Good morning class!"
he approached us as he entered the room. “Good morning Mr.
Molina" everyone replied. Before he began the discussion, someone knocked
on the door three times. “Yes? Please come
in." Mr. Molina told the person outside whoever he or she was. “Good morning Sir. Is
this the English Class?" the good-looking guy told Mr. Molina. “Yes. You came to the
right place. You must be the exchange student from Washington High." Mr.
Molina told him. “Yes sir." the
guy answered Mr. Molina's question. “Class, let me
introduce to you the exchange student from Washington High, Mr. Chace
Allen." he introduced us the good looking guy. “Mr. Allen please take your
seat." he told the guy. "Great I have a seatmate" I told myself.
Since I was the only one sitting at the back row, He sat beside me. As he sat I
immediately approached him. “Hi!" I told him
"You must be the guy my friends were talking about. They're right. You do
look smart." Okay...He just answered me with a smile. I immediately asked
him "Do you know how to talk?" he smiled again then I said “Why do
you keep on answering my questions with a smile?" I didn't notice that my
voice was loud enough and Mr. Molina was actually staring at me. I immediately
turned my face, facing the whiteboard where the teacher continued to write.
Then he suddenly spoke to me. “You keep asking me
questions when you don't even introduce yourself to Me." he said smiling. “Oh, I'm sorry!"
I didn't notice again my voice was louder. “One more Ms. Smith
and you're out." Mr. Molina told me and I immediately replied. “I’m sorry
sir ". Okay back with this
guy next to me whom I forgot his name. “And you were saying?" I told him. “Look, I don't even
know you. Please introduce yourself to me. I'll start it. I'm Chace Allen and
you are?" he told me and looking at me seriously as he held his hand for
me to shake. “I’m, ah, I'm Abby,
Abigail Smith. Nice meeting you!" and I grabbed his hand to shake. “So why
did you transferred here?" I asked him and he didn't answer my question so
I just listened to the teacher as he discussed the first lesson of a 9th
grader. It's a capital BORING!! Uhghh..! That's my very own reaction. So I was
bored during the period so I just drew angels across the paper when suddenly he
talked to me again. “You drew very well!"
I heard him talk to me. “That’s a very good angel." he praised my drawing.
I didn't even notice it was the end of the class. “Whew, good thing I survived
that class with you!" I told him as I fix my things. After that I
immediately left the room and went to my locker to pick up my things for the
next class. As I gazed at my back I saw him following me. “Are you following
me?" I asked him. “Is it bad to go to
my locker and grab my things for Chemistry?" He told me. “What? Your next
class is Chem.?! Uhghh!! I am so not gonna be stuck with you!" I told him
shouting. Well in his reaction it's like he's enjoying my company but if you
ask me I am so not! I saw Ivy and Natalie going my way. “Hey! Abby, so I see
you're hanging up with the new guy! “Natalie told me.” Why are you turning
red?" Ivy asked me. I didn't even answer any of their questions. I just
turned to my locker and grab my books. “Hey! new guy. What
happened to my friend?" I heard Ivy asked Chace. “Your friend got mad
at me 'cause she was shouting, oh, not shouting, talking to me loudly at Mr.
Molina's class. She was noticed and she's blaming me for that." I heard
Chace. “Oh, honey, it's your
fault anyway. It's okay. We know you'll get over it." Natalie said
comforting me. “Fine! I’ll get over
it but don’t you dare follow me!" I shouted and pointed out to him. I soon
face Ivy and told her “He makes my life miserable! Uhghh!" I said walking
down the hall going to Chem. Lab. © 2010 jhedAuthor's Note
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