It's A Glittered Life
Chapter One
It was the third day of High School. Heather was in First Form. Being a junior wasn't such a bad thing to her, as she was getting along just well.
"Hey Heath!" said Sebastian. "What's up? How's your day girl?"
"I'm pretty doing well, except the fact that I haven't got an idea on what to pick for my curricular activity yet!" replied Heather.
"Same here, but there's nothing to worry about. I have like the whole month, and I figured I'd have made my pick by then."
Heather sighed. She had been thinking about what to choose as a curricular activity. It was compulsory for First Formers, which made her pretty pressured recently. Calabria High had tonnes of curricular clubs and societies, and since she was in one of the top classes in First Form, she had to make her decision by the end of the week before handing in her form.
"But Mrs. Lancer wants the whole class to hand in the form before the end of the week, and it's already Wednesday!"
"Chill!" Sebastian exclaimed. "I got a better idea. Instead of racking your mind for an answer, why don't just participate in a club that offers something that you're interested in."
"You're right, but I guess I need a list of the activities before I actually make my pick," said Heather.
"I have a copy of the list, I'll give it to you before school ends. Be by the lockers by 2 P.M."
"Okay, see you later."
Sebastian left and headed off to his class. Heather checked her watch. It was already 8 A.M., so she quickly headed off to class. The first class was Math. It had only been three days since school started, but her Math teacher, Mr. Browne had began teaching them. The class wasn't too pissed about it, except the fact that the sums that they were given were harder and higher standardised. Heather entered the classroom and took a seat.
"Good morning class. Today we are learning about integers. Please take out your text books and turn to page 16."
Suddenly, somebody touched her shoulder from behind.
"Hey, have you completed yesterday's homework?" asked Lesley. She had wavy brunette hair, and you could definitely tell she's Texan, with an outlaw flaw. She would have been mistaken for a rock rebel rock star with her punk and attitude. Today she was wearing a red leather jacket with a shiny white camisole inside, matched with old Levi jeans.
"Which one?" thought Heather, as she took out her Math textbook.
"The essay. The one Mrs. Lander gave us."
"Mrs. Lancer, you mean. Yeah, I've completed the essay. Why?"
"Right. I haven't even started," exclaimed Lesley. "What were we suppose to write about again?"
"Omigosh!" said Heather. "I think you'd better get started Ley. The good news is, you're free to write whatever you want."
Just then, a voice tore the conversation apart.
"Miss Lewis? Miss Diazz? Is there a problem?" questioned Mr. Browne.
"Oh nothing Mr. Browne. I was just picking up my stuff, my pencil box fell on the floor. Lesley was just helping me with the picking up. That's all."
"Right. As I was saying..."
Mr. Browne continued his explanation on integers. Heather flipped the page of her textbook.
"Thanks Heather, you're a great help."
"No prob Lesley. Talk to you after class."
Heather turned to the front and continued listening to Mr. Browne's lecture. Lesley just rested her head on the table, not even trying to pay attention. The rest of the class weren't fully paying attention, but they were busy gossiping about the Math teacher, or completing their essay.
Can't wait for lunch, thought Heather.
After a full period of Math and English, it was time for lunch. The entire First and Second Form were dismissed. Heather grabbed her lunch and headed off to the cafeteria. She then spotted Sebastian by a small table, savouring on some sandwiches and hot chocolate.
"Hey Bash."
"Hey Heather, what's up?" asked Sebastian.
"The ceiling? You would have known," replied Heather. "Lunch looks tasty today."
"Sure is," exclaimed Sebastian. "Sandwiches with cheese. So good."
"Too bad I've got my lunch from home," said Heather as she unpacked her lunch in her paper bag. "Ooh, wow. Its spring rolls."
"You're so lucky you've got nice homemade lunches," said Sebastian as he took another bite of his sandwich. "Your mum totally rocks those everyday meals, no sweat."
Heather's mother prepares the family's every day meals. Heather's dad and older sister love her salads, and Heather loves her lunches. It wasn't surprising how Sebastian loved her home cooked meals, especially since his mother didn't live with him. Ever since his parent's had divorced, Sebastian had never ate home meals. He had to buy food, or cook his own food. His dad was too busy to even care about what Sebastian consumed daily, so he had to do it on his own.
"Ha-ha," giggled Heather. "I agree with you though. But Bash, if you crave any of this, just tell me. I could get some extras."
"Sweet! If that'll happen every day..."
"Wished your mum was here, huh."
"Sigh, wish she was here."
Heather knew she shouldn't have talked about it.
"I'm sorry Bash," she said apologising. "I shouldn't have mentioned it."
"Oh no, don't worry about it. I'm not mad," said Sebastian. "Just eat. We've got a whole day ahead of us. I'll get the list for you after my Science class."
"Thanks Bash Boy. You're a great friend."
"No problem. But urm Heath, you might wanna get to your lunch. There's like five minutes left before lunch period is over," said Sebastian as he finished his lunch.
"You're right. I'd better eat, but do you wanna help me finish up the rest of it?"
"Obviously yes!"
After lunch was over, Heather and Sebastian headed off to their classes. Heather had Art and Sebastian had Science. There was hours of school to take on for the day and they were both bound to undergo.
HeavenLoveHeart: That's episode one for you. My story is quite simple, so I don't think you'd expect much from my stories, but as the story goes, it gets more interesting. R&R and no flames please?