Karter

The sun hurt my eyes, it was the first day of school and i was already sick of it. A new state, a new school, a new town, new people. "A new life" my mom had added after she told me we were moving, I didn't need a new life. I was the quiet type who only had a few good friends, but I was an athlete. I spent a lot of my time at practice or in a gym. My life was how I wanted it, I didn't need to move and start over. But the choice wasn't mine, my moms job was transferring. We packed up and left the first week of august. Now i was standing on the street corner of San Antonio, the bus pulled into view and stopped a few feet in front of me. I climbed up the steps, and it was like the whole bus looked at me, they stared at me for a few seconds and then they all went back to their conversations and I sat in the first empty seat. I put my headphones in and leaned against the window, i zoned out, but as the bus pulled into the school, i started to focus more on the music, it was "say your just a friend" by Austin Mahone. I quickly changed the song, i couldn't stand him, for the past 2 years all i had heard was how amazing Austin was. It started to sicken me and now i was living in the same town as him. We pulled into the parking lot and i walked through the grass toward the school. i had worn ripped skinny jeans with a peach tank top and a grey cardigan and my favorite grey hightop converse. I had long blonde hair, that i always wore straight but it was naturally waved. I was nervous as I walked into the doors, it was a herd of kids, I was walking to my first class when I was him. He was surround by his friends, wearing skinny jeans and a grey v-neck. He looked straight at me, i met his eyes then quickly looked away. i turned into my class. Great, he goes to the same school as me. I just hoped we didn't have any classes together.