Chapter 1 : Knowing

CHAPTER 1: KNOWING

I

 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.

Author's Note

Still ignore grammars and spellings. Tell me what you think..

Reviews

[WriterSki7]

Okay, definitely better than your prelude (Thank God). You like run-on sentences, I've noticed. Albeit it's not to bad, you should work on not having run on sentences. Then again, it might just be your writing style.

On that topic, you're a bit contradictory. Why do you need to pick your lockers if it's a normal school day? And if it's the first day, how the hell is this guy the new guy? I mean, ALL 9th graders are the new guys and gals in high school (seriously)!

That said, you're off to a good start. I don't recall you being much of a story writer (could be neglagence on my part). Luckily for you, that means you have room for improvement (hopefully a lot). Other than that, good job.

[jhed]

@james: ok i'll work on that! Thanks for the advice!

[James Watts]

It's not a bad start. I would work on the dialogue. Sounds kinda stiff. My suggestion would be to read other stories or novels of the genre for an example. Also, and the best way, is to just take in how other people around you speak. Trust me dialogue is tough sometimes and often I have went back over an entire story and cringed at some of the dialogue I have used.