My parents drove me up to the big building. Degrassi. It was my sophomore year at a brand new school. I knew no one except my identical twin sister. I was terrified. I pulled my dress-code skirt and blue T-Shirt that we recieved at orientation. My parents said that they were part of an incident where my dad almost got stabbed, or something. That's when the school had a major crackdown and there was a dress-code and a bunch of rules that still are in effect thirty years later.
"Go ahead, Skye," My mom said. My sister was so excited to go and my mom knew if they didn't drop us off, I wouldn't go. Her shoulders slumped when she saw me shaking. "Honey, it isn't that bad," She said, trying to reassure me.
"Yeah, this is where I met your mom," My dad chimed in.
I opened the car door and said, "Thanks guys for, you know, ruining my life by trying to bring back your own childhood. I don't want to be like you guys. I liked my old school," I said, getting out and slamming the door.
There I was. Degrassi community school. Oh God. My sister, Renee, got out on the other side of the car, glared at me, and said, "Nice stunt you pulled there. Mom and dad are just trying to help."
"Okay, Renee. Go be perfect somewhere else and leave me alone," I snapped at her. She was always the pretty one. The smart one. The nice one...
I walked up to parked car that my parents were sitting in. "Guys, I'm sorry. I just don't want to start over. My friends live so far away. I'm going to be alone," I said.
"Hey, you'll have your sister," My dad said.
I groaned. "Bye guys. I love you," I said, walking towards the front doors.
Degrassi.
I walked to my first period history class with the help of four teachers. I got in after the bell and sat down.
"Nice of you to join us. Excuse me, Miss, what's your name?" The teacher said.
"I'm, uh, Skylar Goldsworthy," I said. He nodded his head and marked something down on a piece of paper.
The boy behind me poked my shoulder while the teacher was talking. "Hi," He whispered, smiling. "You're new to this school, too, huh?" I blushed. He was cute.
"Is it really that obvious?" I asked, smiling back at him.
"The fact that you were about twenty minutes late totally didn't give it away," He laughed, quietly.
"That's embarrassing," I whispered, laughing with him. "I'm Skye."
"My name is Cory, but just call me Fitz," He said. He smiled again.
"Why Fitz?" I asked him.
"My last name is Fitzgerald. I hate my first name. End of story."
"Hey, guys, class expectation sheets are in front of you. Turn around Ms. Goldsworthy," The teacher said.
I blushed and turned around in my seat. I looked down at the paper. The teacher's name was Andrew Torres. He talked the rest of the class period about pointless things. All I was thinking of was the mysterious guy sitting behind me.
When the bell finally rang, I got up and fixed my annoying clothes. "Hey, stranger," Fitz said from behind me. I laughed.
"So, other new kid, where are you off to?" I asked, staring at the map of the school that didn't seem to work.
"Geometry. You?" He asked.
"Uh, gym. Fun, fun, fun. Bye," I said to him, realizing the gym was on the other side of the building.
When I got into the gym, the bell hadn't rung yet. I sat down on the bleachers with the rest of the unlucky people stuck with second period gym. The bell rang and three teachers stepped out. "You guys can call me Sean," The teacher with a buzz cut and blue eyes said.
"You guys can call me Emma. I'm the fitness instructor. Sean teaches pretty much everything and she," Emma said, motioning to the tall lady next to her, "She helps kids with their skills in games. Her name is Alex. We all attended Degrassi as students and couldn't wait to come back. This is Sean's first year here. He spent some time in the army and then took a break and decided to be a gym teacher here at his old school."
As I was listening, I heard loud high heels walking through the gym. I looked over. I saw the girl with short curly black hair, like mine, and bright blue eyes, like mine, walking with a dramatic entrance over to me. "Skye! You have gym this period, too?" She sat right next to me.
"Hey, Renee," I mumbled to her. The gym teachers gave us up and down looks.
"Looks like we have twins here," Emma said. We looked identical because we were wearing the same blue colored shirt and khaki skirt. Renee, of course, was wearing her signature heels, and I was wearing my signature Converse sneakers. She was wearing a lot more make up than me. I only wore eyeliner. She was wearing earrings and I was wearing my lip ring. We might be twins on the outside, but on the inside we couldn't be anymore different.
Through the whole class, the gym teachers took turns talking about how much fun Degrassi is. Renee told me how she got hit on by so many guys in the hour she was at Degrassi. Liar.
The whole day was pretty much teachers telling the class the rules. When the final bell rang, I ran to the front of the school to get picked up by my parents. Guess who I ran into, literally.
"Oh my gosh, Fitz, I'm so sorry!" I said, holding my hand out to pick him up off the ground. He was laughing.
"So how was your first day?" He asked. He was still holding my hand. I think he realized that the same time because he let go.
"Good. How many times did you get lost?" I asked him, smiling.
"Less than you," He said, smiling back. "So do you have a twin?" He asked. Ugh, he likes Renee...
"Yeah, why?" I asked. "Do you have the unfortunate opportunity of having a class with her?"
He laughed. "Nice way to put it, and yes. You are so much different then her. In a good way," He said. "I thought it was you and then she started talking and I was like she's not Skye." He laughed.
I smiled and looked down. I heard a pair of high heels running down the hall. "Speak of the devil... I have to go. I'm sorry. I'll see you tomorrow," I yelled back at him as Renee linked her arm around mine and was pulling me down the stairs to the car.
"Who was that?" She said, as soon as he was out of ear shot.
"No one," I said, still smiling.