I stared blankly at the acoustic guitar. The one I was supposed to learn to play years ago, When I was thirteen. Now fifteen, and I've never held it for over twenty minutes. I gently threw it into the back of my new closet.
Degrassi. What kind of a name for a town is that? And Canada, god my mom had to move us to Canada.
I used to live in America, Florida to be exact. I knew about six months before-hand that I would be moving. My mom married her fiancée, Joey. She warned him, "I have a daughter, you know." and all he could reply with was, "Good, so do I." And that was that.
So now here I am, one in the morning, planning what to wear to school.
Finally, I decide on a black t-shirt, snug, with a simple tree, colored white with no leaves. Stonewashed jeans, and my converse. I was wondering about the coming day when I drifted to sleep.
My mom woke me up around six am, so I could shower. I conditioner my hair everyday, because I straighten it and I want it to be soft. So, I was dressed, had my make up on, and bag around my arm at 7.
I was eating breakfast with Angie, Joey's daughter when Joey announced something.
"Angie's brother has been hanging around her lately, I think I'll have to talk to him."
"Why?" my mom asked.
"I just don't like it." he answered.
"Angie has a brother?" I asked.
"Yeah, my deceased wife's son, before she met me." he stated.
"Oh." I answered simply.
By the time I got to school, I was nervous as ever. Fiddling with my hair was the only way I could keep occupied. The principal said I had my first two classes with a girl named Emma, and she was showing me around. She was actually making me sick. Her fake happiness, or maybe it was real, either way I wanted to throw up in her face.
"And this is my best friend manny." she said hugging a girl from the cheerleading squad. "Emma," she said, disregarding me. "Guess who was at my cheerleading practice taking pictures yesterday!" she gloated.
"Manny, I saw him. Craig's on the newspaper, of course he was taking pictures." she said sympathetically.
"I know I know." the girl went on, "But the more Assignments" she said in hand quotes "The more of a chance I have to talk to him" She smiled.
"Who?" I asked, sucked into the drama.
"Him" she said, clearly dazzled, looking at the door. In walked, a boy, probably a little older than us. He was tall, lanky, and he had shaggy curly brown, almost black hair. His pale skin stretched across his face, in a perfect manner. He seemed dis-oriented. As soon as he came in, he was greeted by a friend. I instantly looked away, in fear of being caught staring.
"Is he cute?" Emma asked me.
"He's more than cute." Manny said.
"He's not amazing." I mumbled under my breath.
"Oh!" Emma exclaimed," five minutes until class starts! "
She said rushing me past the guy Manny was examining.
Thankfully, when I arrived to my first period, mathematics, I was seated next to a red haired girl. She was dressed from head to toe in black and her hair crimped. She gave off a sweet vibe, in spite of her clothing.
"Hi." she smiled. "I'm ellie, are you the new girl from america?" she asked.
"Yeah, Samantha. I didn't take this to be a very small town.." I said.
"Oh, it's not. My friend Craig, you're his sisters new, sister?" she said unsurely.
"Oh, yeah, Angie? I heard she had a brother, is he in this grade?" I asked innocently.
"No. he's a sophomore, I know him through my boyfriend, Sean." she stopped, "Can I see your schedule?
"Yeah, sure." I said forking over the small white paper.
"You have gym with me, Sean, jay and Craig." she smiled. "and Alex, but she always skips."
"Atleast I'll know you," I laughed. She laughed with me, as class started.
By lunch, I had made a few friends, and ellie had me sit with her and a girl names Ashley.
"All the freshman have a separate lunch period." she filled me in, as we grabbed salads.
"This is my friend Ashley" she said pointing to a girl with spiked black hair.
"Hi there." she smiled. We chatted casualy for the next twenty minutes, and then it was time for fifth hour.
"Come on." ellie grinned, grabbing my arm. "We have the next hour together."
Gym was fast paced and everyone was sweet enough, I asked where angie's brother was and she said he was probably skipping. The rest of the day went by smoothly and I didn't mind when I missed my bus, instead I just called mom, who sent Joey.
So, I'm sitting on the bench in front of the school, watching everyone that's walking home go bye. I didn't even notice when the boy from earlier, the one Manny was staring at sat beside me. I felt someone sitting beside me, but I didn't really care to see who. When I reached into my bag, to call my mom and ask her just where the hell Joey was I saw him staring at me. No more than four inches away, his eyes bore into mine.
"Hey" he said, calming.
"Uh-um,hi." I stuttered. Unsure of what he wanted.
"Your joeys step kid?" he asked, his voice raspy.
"Yeah, it seems like Craig who-ever let everyone know I was on my way" I smiled. He laughed, and looked away, like he was afraid of what was coming.
"I'm Craig" he laughed toothily.
"Oh!" I covered my mouth. I couldn't think of anything else to say.
"It's okay, I just wanted to ask you, how angie was?" he asked curiously.
"Your sister's fine." I smiled. So this is why he's talking to me, interested in his sister, no doubt.
Almost as soon as I saw Joey's car, Craig smiled, and dashed away.