Sunny Skye Lee stood in front of her new school in fear. She had gone to a small art school for most of her life so a new public school was a big step for her. She had no idea of how adjust to a new place. She had grown up in D.C. and had never really had any friends despite going to a small school. People around her seemed to steer clear of her without ever trying to talk to her. She tried not to let it bother her, but sometimes she felt so alone all she wanted to do was cry. Her father told her many times to ignore the other, but she couldn't help but wish for friends. She did admit she was different from most kids, but that didn't make her a freak did it? The thing about Sunny is that she looked like a girl stuck in the sixties. She wore a blue shirt with small puffed sleeves and was almost long enough to be a dress. She wore ripped jeans with peace signs painted on with flowers too. She had lots of bangle bracelets and bracelets she made herself. She had long brown hair and brown eyes with a white flower barrette. She was no taller than five two or so and she was of Asian descent. She had fallen in love with music and started playing piano and guitar when she was five. She brought her guitar to school that day in case she was ever alone in the day. She took a deep breath and went inside. She looked around and the hall alone was huge and she saw hundreds of kids pushing each other to get by. She clenched her fists in reluctance and made her way past the crowd. She was so much smaller than everybody there she had a hard time dodging the pushes and shoves. She looked at her schedule to see whish locker was hers. Locker 271 was hers, but where in the school was it? She looked around nervously and only saw lockers 131-140, but nothing close to 200. Suddenly a hard impact came from behind her and pushed her out of the way. She slammed into the locker face first and dropped all of her books and papers. She looked up and an older student was glaring down at her,
"Get out of the way, freshman. You're like a lost puppy." The student said angrily and kept walking. Sunny just sighed and reached for her books. What a bad way to start the year off. She looked around for her science book, but she couldn't find it anywhere. Suddenly it appeared in front of her. She looked up and saw a boy standing there with her book.
"T-thank you." She said nervously.
"No problem, kid." He said with a smile. She seemed intimidated by everything around her. She gently took the book from the boy's hand and placed it back in her arms. The boy was Asian and he had a football in his hands too. She got up from the floor and almost sprinted the other way.
"Bye." She said as she took off without another glance at the boy who had helped her. The boy looked after her. She must have been new or she might not be so scared. He looked down at the ground and saw a calculator. He picked it up and read the name,
Sunny Lee
1991 Wynncrest Avenue at The Waverly Café
He looked around, but the girl was pretty fast. She was nowhere in sight. He put the calculator in his bag and decided to find her after school to give it back to her. He had to admit she had a different sense of style, but she had one she knew she liked so at least she knows what she wants.
What a horrible way to start her life at her new school. First she got plowed over by an upper classman, but then she totally embarrassed herself in front of that other boy. She was blushing a deep shade of red that she wished she could get rid of. Suddenly she reached locker 271. She tried the combination and it failed. She tried it again and it failed one more. She knew she only had a few minutes until class, so as a Hail Mary pass she kicked the door with all her might, and it flew open. Only it flew open and hit her in the face making her stumble backwards. She rubbed her face gently to try to make it feel better. That hurt more than expected. She took her hand down from where she was holding her face and saw blood all over it. She took out her locker mirror and saw she had a bloody nose. How could a locker do this? She also had a slight bruise developing on her right eye. This was the worst way to hurt yourself in high school. She held her already bloody hand on her nose and placed her books back in her locker and took off to her first class. Her first class was algebra 2/trig with sophomores, because she had been a little advanced in math. This was going to be the most humiliating way to go into class in the world. Sunny opened the door and sat in the back where the other students didn't watch her. She looked down at her books to see there was a drop of blood on the cover. She heard the clapping of hands and saw her teacher smiling bright eyed and bushy tailed.
"Alright class, I have a very special announcement!" the man said.
"Hit us with it teach!" a boy yelled.
"Very well, we have a new student, but not just any student we have a freshman in a sophomore class!" the teacher explained happily. "Would you like to come up front and introduce yourself?" Sunny shook her head violently. "C'mon, up you go." Sunny kept her head down at the ground,
"I'm Sunny Lee, I'm glad to be here." She said quickly.
"Come now look up-" the teacher looked at Sunny's face and gasped. "Why didn't you tell me you were hurt?" he grabbed a few Kleenex off of his desk and made her press them t her nose.
"I…" Sunny started.
"Never mind, dear, just say something next time." He said. "Could someone take Miss Lee to the nurse's office?" he asked the class. When the whole class raised their hands to get out of class he chose the one who was off daydreaming, "Mike Chang glad you volunteered." Mike came out of his daydream and nodded. He came up front,
"Follow me." he said to the freshman. She nodded and went after him. They got out of the class and Sunny was a bit relieved, but also nervous to be with the same guy who helped her earlier.
"I'm sorry you have to help me again." Sunny almost whispered.
"No big deal. I saw that guy push ya over, so I couldn't let it slide." Mike said with a charming smile. Sunny was glad her bloody hand and Kleenex was in front of her face or he would have seen her blushing.
"My name's Sunny…but you probably heard me in class, sorry, I can be repetitive a lot and I-" she babbled on.
"Hey calm down I don't mind, I was going to say my name, but you probably heard the Mr. Ridley say it already. Mike Chang, nice to meet you." He said. Sunny hoped she would get to know Mike over the years, but he was a sophomore and she was a freshman, he probably had better things to do than spend time with her.
He dropped her off at the nurse's office and headed back to class. He thought this new girl was clumsy in a cute bunny rabbit way. He smiled at the sight if her babbling and being nervous with a bloody nose she was trying to hide. Then he remembered her calculator.
"Damn it, I could've given that to her now. Now I'll have to go to this Waverly Café place." he said as he walked back. "Maybe that's not such a bad thing."
