ch.1

Today is my first day at Preston High School. I have been at a private school my whole life. From preschool to 10th grade. Now, I am in 11th grade and it's my first experience at a public school. I'm nervous.
I am trying to find my way to my first class but there are so many buildings I don't know where to go. I find the office and they put me in the right direction. I run into chemistry class right as the bell rings. I scramble to find a seat. I walk down the row and everyone I look at stares at me. I look down at the floor and sit at the last desk in the back. I sit through the hour long class and finally the bell rings. Everyone jumps up and leaves. I follow and go into the hall. I have never seen so many people in one hallway before. My old school had three hundred people. I stand in the middle of the hall searching for my next class. All of a sudden, someone pushes me and my books and papers go flying onto the ground.
"Crap!"
I lean down to try and gather my things.
"Here, let me help you."
I look up and a beautiful brown haired boy with the brightest blue eyes is standing beside me. He leans down and helps me get all my stuff together.
Thank you."

"No problem."
We stand up and he sticks out his hand.
"I'm Zac."
"I'm Emma."
"Are you new?"
"Yep. You could tell, couldn't you?"

"Just a little."
He smiles. He has perfect teeth that are pearly white.

"Well i better go or I'll be late for class."

"Yeah. Uh, maybe i'll see you around." he said

"Okay."
I smile.
We walk in opposite directions to our classes. I think to myself: Dang he's hot!

Later, i finally find my locker. The hallway is still swarming with kids. I pull on my locker and it doesn't move. Great! It's stuck! What luck! I tug on it harder and it pops open. I fall back into the hall on my butt. Everyone starts laughing at me. I put some books in my locker, slam the door, and walk away red as a beet.

Lunchtime, oh this should be great! NOT! I brought my lunch so it would be a little easier for me on my first day. I sit down at a table by myself. I slowly open up my brown paper lunch bag. I feel like everyone is watching me. I open my chips and I realize someone is coming toward me. Oh No!

"Hey. Can I sit?"
I look up. It's Zac.

"Oh. Sure."

"Why you sitting alone?"

"I don't know anyone." i said

"Oh. I saw you were by yourself so I came over to say hi."

"Thanks but you don't have to stay. You can go eat with your friends."

"They don't care. I'd rather talk to you."

"Really?"

"Sure! You seem really cool."
I smile.

"So where did you go to school before you came here?"

"Keystone Prep. Everybody is pretty much rich. It's a private school. Every girl wears the same thing. All the fancy stuff. I'm not like that."

"We have snobs here too. Look over there."

"Oh yeah. Looks familar."

"I'm not a snob either."

"I can tell."
The bell rings.

"What do you have now?" He asks

"umm... math. algebra 2 honors."

"Me too!"

"cool!"

"I'll see ya there Emma!
I smiled as he walked away.