A New Beginning

Chapter 1:Inescapable

I shivered and exhaled into my hands, seeing my own breath in the process. It was just the start of winter and everyone walking past was just as cold. I threw my board down and skated the next half of my trip to my new school, Diamond High. I scanned the green in the distance as I approached the unwelcoming sign, with white letters hanging by a thread and wondered why they didn't just get a new sign. As I rolled past I was greeted by a hoard of students all walking in different directions to their classes and I saw the principal I met through my foster care. Mr. McDonough. He walked towards me in a hurry and motioned for me to get off of my skateboard.

He cleared his throat, "no skateboarding inside the school. I assume you already received your schedule?"

I sighed and patted my blue jacket. "It's in my inside pocket, so I don't lose it," my smile was forced and I kicked my skateboard up.

"I won't skateboard inside the school. I planned on putting it in my locker."

The principal adjusted his brown patterned tie, "I'm glad you get it. I hope Diamond High is good to you. If you have any problems you can come to me or Geneva in the front office." With a tip of his matching hat he marched off into the crowd of young teens. Until one tall girl stood in front of him with hands on her hips, abruptly stopping him in his tracks.

Her bright red trench coat threw me off. "So, the school must know, Mr. McDonough, how are the funds coming on the clubs?"

He seemed uncomfortable and started looking around, "Listen Ms. Wright, I don't have the time. And you," he grimaced, "need to get to class."
She looked in my direction and I saw her green eyes immediately light up and she ran over to me, "You! You are new around here aren't you?" The freckles on her face made me smile and I looked down.
"Yeah."

I saw her straighten up and brush off her jacket, "I'm sorry."
"I didn't mean to scare you off," she chuckled, "I just wanted to get your opinion of our school."
I put my fingers threw my blue hair and looked at her and winked, "well I just got here, and by the looks of it," I flirted lightly, "it looks nice."
Her cheeks got rosy, "Oh! I uh, I see. Thank you for your time."
I nodded as she walked away and I glanced at her once again and grinned. "What a cute girl."

School was noticeable boring, considering it was my first day and I had to fill out tests and forms to figure out which classes and club I would be joining for the semester. I sighed and looked around and just faded through my classes, blankly answering any questions asked by my teachers. I glanced at my locker number again on my information sheet.

Number 111.

At least it was easy to remember, right?
As I began my locker code, my face slammed into my red locker. "Ow, what—"
It was slammed into my locker again, "yer gonna get it now." I heard a girl with the thickest Irish accent I have ever heard in the states.
She turned my body to face her and she put her finger in my face, "if I catch you fuckin' with my best friend, ill fuckin' kill ya, got it?"
My face must have looked confused, "I see you, blue haired idiot," she jabbed a finger in the direction of the girl from earlier.

I blinked slowly and we made eye contact. Her mouth fell ajar and she started to walk towards my direction. The redhead noticed and clicked her tongue and shoved me back into my locker and stomped off with the girl chasing after her.
I heard snickering beside me and I glanced towards the noise, rubbing my hurt forehead in the process.

"Don't worry, Cait's just concerned for Miss Wright's well-being." A tall guy said next to me with a black fauxhawk and black sunglasses, even though he was inside the school. He gave me a smirk, "Deacon, you?"
"Nora," I said smiling. I may have made an enemy today by mindlessly flirting with a girl, but hey. I made a friend too, hopefully.
I stuck next to Deacon all day and we talked about a lot of different things. He kept telling me to trust no one and it just made me more suspicious of him. He talked like he was very old, but I didn't mind. Deacon took the time to introduce me to his friends and begged me to join his drama club. Apparently, he loved to change the way he looked so drastically that his friends told me that some days they didn't even know who he was.
By the end of the day I was so exhausted by the new experiences and people that all I wanted to do was go home and sleep.

I rubbed my tired eyes and gathered my stuff from my locker. With my skateboard by my side, I braced myself for the cold. When I walked outside I felt eyes on me, and I looked up. Deacon was waving by the parking lot, pointed at his own skateboard and gave me thumbs up. But his eyes weren't the ones I was worried about. I glanced at Cait, who was wearing her school jersey and spat in my direction with crossed arms. At this point I didn't care if she was my enemy, I decided to do something daring. I saw the girl in the red coat bark something at her, like "be nice" or something of the sort when I came towards her. I could feel my ice blue eyes narrow dangerously and I straightened my back.
"Listen," I said to Cait, completely ignoring redcoat and the others around me, "you touch me again," my voice got low and dangerous, "I'll fucking make sure you regret it."
The startled look on her face said it all. I could almost hear a growl escape her throat when she jumped up and redcoat got in between us.
"Do you both want to be expelled?" She said sternly to both of us. Cait glowered at me and turned away. "Let's just call it a day." She mentions quietly.

On my skateboard home I started to feel bad for getting so angry at Cait.
I groaned, why did I have to be such a softy? All I wanted was to start my first day at a new school the right way and I had to go and mess it up. The girl with the hazel eyes looked so disappointed and sad, that I felt terrible. Deacon caught my attention by grabbing my arm lightly, "hey be careful the crosswalk says not to go."
Oh shit, I thought and snapped to attention. "Thanks."
"No problem." He shrugged and looked at my worried face. "Hey, if it's any consolation, Piper might not let Cait kick your ass tomorrow."

The next day I almost wanted to hide under the covers and pretend to be sick. But today, I was actually placed in my classes. I got up and put on one of my many band t-shirts and jeans and headed off to school. Deacon greeted me at my locker again and we talked about my new schedule.

"Jesus, dude," he said looking at the paper with intent, "you must have scored really high to land in all these classes."
I raised an eyebrow and shrugged, "They just gave me a bunch of tests. I didn't think it was a big deal."
"Dude, are you a genius? Seriously?" He laughed and joshed me a around a bit. "Miss Edna's classes are for the smart kids. No shit."
He tapped his lips and a sly grin appeared on his face, "with these classes, you might actually be with Pipes."

"Okay, who is 'pipes' and why do you look so happy about it?" I laughed whole-heartily.
The black-haired teen gave me a weird look. "The girl from yesterday?"
I shivered and thought about Cait immediately. "That's not fun—"
His large hands went up and waved away my comment quickly. I may have stood up to her yesterday but I was in no shape to go brawling again. My blue eyes hit the floor and I felt sad again.

"No dude, the other girl. The one with the red coat, not the hair. Pipes is really called Piper."

Piper?

"What a cute name. Piper. Pipes." I said absentmindedly.

I saw a flash of red next to me and I turned to see the girl from yesterday staring at me while leaning against blue lockers.
"Already have a nickname for me, Blue?" She gave me a sly half smile. She was wearing that cute red coat again and her hazel eyes seemed to shine so bright. Deacon coughed and ripped her eyes from mine. He started waving my schedule, "it seems like your schedule is identical," he laughed.
"She was actually just repeating my nickname for you."
My face was heating up and I looked back at Piper who was also pretty red in the face. She pulled her press cap closer to her face trying to cover her embarrassment.

"Interesting, may I see it?" She asked calmly and I nodded. Deacon handed over the small piece of paper and she grazed it with her green orbs. When a soft smile appeared on her full lips, I caught myself gazing at her. She was such a beautiful girl and I suddenly wondered if she had a boyfriend or what she did when she wasn't in this hellhole.

"It seems we do have the same schedule," she placed the paper back into my hands carefully, "I can show you to your classes, Blue."

My face went red again, "B-blue? What?"
I ignored it the first time thinking it was an accident, but twice in a row? I noticed.
Her eyes widened and she laughed it off, "Oh, Blue. I don't know your name but you seem to really like the color." She then motioned to my skateboard, hoodie and hair. "Plus, your eyes are very blue," she mentioned quickly, "It just suites you."
Deacon patted my back and mumbled something. I think he said he needed to get to class and to have fun.
I introduced myself with a red face and Piper laughing.
She told me that she would probably still call me blue, but she liked my name. Then she smiled and led me to our first period with Miss Edna.

We had calculus so early in the morning, but with her right next to me, I smiled. It might just be alright.