I'm a fifteen year old girl with long black hair and hazel eyes. I'm 4'11" and I have light brown skin and a skinny frame. I'm socially awkward and don't really know how to make friends. Ever since what happened in my old town I've been more closed off.
I was walking up the steps of my new school. Beacon Hills High School. I got there early because I have no idea where any of the classes are. Well, let's see how this whole "New Girl" thing goes, I thought. I walked into the doors and went into the main office. The lady at the front desk was a tall, thin woman, with a perfect bun of red hair atop her head. She had a relaxed look on her face and I thought it would hopefully be easy to talk to her.
"Um, hi," I said to her, "my name is Lily Jones and I'm new here and I was wondering if I could get my schedule?" I said in a shy voice. I really wish I didn't have to talk to her.
"Sure thing, sweetie, let me just look for it on the computer and print it out for you." The lady-who according to her name tag was Mrs. Argent-said.
"Here you go sweetheart, I found it." She told me as she got up and went to the printer. "What grade are you in?"
"Eleventh," I reply.
"That's my daughter's grade. I hope you meet her. Her name is Allison. She has long brown hair and hangs out with a girl with strawberry blonde hair. Her name is Lydia."
"Thanks for the information." I say knowing full well I'll never ever speak to either of those girls.
"No problem sweetie." She says handing me my schedule. "I hope you enjoy your time in Beacon Hills."
'So do I', I thought to myself.
"Um I was wondering if you had a map to the school or if someone could show me around?" I asked knowing she would probably ask her daughter.
"Of course, I could ask my daughter. We moved to town last year so she could help you with those first day jitters you have. I'll call her."
She pulled out an iPhone and started talking to her daughter. I tuned her out and started thinking about my mom. She died last year and I'm still not over it. She was my best friend and I miss her every day. I was brought out of my thoughts when I heard Ms. Argent say her daughter should be there any moment. When she said that the door opened and a tall girl with short, light brown hair walked in.
"Lily, this is my daughter, Allison. Allison this is Lily Jones. She's new here and needs someone to show her around."
"Hi Lily," Allison said.
"Hello." I said back. I was really hoping she would just show me around and then leave me alone.
"Well let's go so you can meet your teachers."
"Okay." I said.
We walked out of the office and she showed me where the cafeteria and restrooms were and then she took my schedule and looked it over.
"We have the same schedule so I can take you to all your classes."
"Okay." I responded. "I have to go to the restroom." I say walking off without waiting for a reply. I walked in and went to the mirror. I washed my hands and said to myself, 'You're fine' over and over again. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I walked out and then immediately fell on my butt.
"OW!" I exclaimed.
"I'm so sorry I didn't see you. I'm sorry." The person above me apologized.
"It's okay." I say as I stand up and look into the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen.