New school again. Why again? The last family I was with wasn't that bad. They must have out grew me, I'm too old. And now I am here at this overly huge school, no one I know again.
Temperance stood in front of the school. The building was nothing she had ever seen before. Red brick covered the sides of school which was set off by the morning sunlight, a huge set of cement stairs leading up to the main entrance, white pillars standing prominent before the blue doors to the school.
Throngs of students made their way across the grass, some standing in pack formation on the sidewalks. A few of the students in the various pack formations eyed her critically causing her to look down at her attire for her first day. She wore a red lose fitting dress cut just above the knee, with a solid white scoop neck collar. The sleeves ending at her elbows accented with white trim. And to top off her ensemble she wore black poke dot tights, and black flats. Her hair was scooped up into a lose ponytail, random tendrils of her brown hair hanging down her well defined cheek bones.
She held her books increasingly tight to her chest, book bag slung over her shoulder. As her eyes traced over her outfit, immediately regretting her choices. Her thought's immediately went to her what her new foster mother said,
"You're wearing THAT to school today?" Mrs. Frost eyed her suspiciously.
"Yes, I thought it was a very nice…" Temperance spoke hesitantly.
"It looks nice for a street walker." Mrs. Frost cut Temperance off before she could finish her sentence. "But you are running late for your first day." She spoke forcefully as she opened the front door and made her way to her red Hyundai Accent.
Temperance could hear the engine bringing a new sense of urgency as she didn't take the time to look down at her ensemble. Only now did she regret the decision not to.
Temperance could feel strange eyes boring into her skull as she made her way up to the intimidatingly large school. It's your first day, everything's going to be okay. She was so focused on blending in, that she didn't notice the gentleman in front of her opening the door a little too quickly, causing it to violently make contact with her shoulder.
"Ouch!" Temperance squeaked, almost dropping her books on the floor from the sheer pain that now radiated down her arm now, and into her hand.
"Oh, I am so sorry. I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" He turned quickly to meet her gaze. Temperance was instantly struck by his chocolate brown eyes and the sharp features to his face. She couldn't speak for a second, she had been so focused on being invisible, that she didn't know what to say if that changed.
"I-I'm okay." Temperance spoke very softly looking away from his soul piercing eyes. Without even noticing she touched her shoulder and winced when she made contact. His gentle hand eased her away from the entrance and off to the side, next to a set of blue metal lockers.
"Are you sure?" He asked her gently
"Yeah, just wasn't paying attention. I'll be fine." She answered with a small smile making its way across her face.
"Just be careful around here, it's easy to get lost and or run over." The young man threw a kind grin in her direction, before proceeding into the semi busy hallway.
"I'll try to remember that, thank you." Her eyes lighting up at the level of kindness this stranger exhibited. He seemed different than anyone she had ever met. She had a sudden urge to get to know who he was, but she was too late, he had already made his way down the hall only to be stopped by a group of people who appeared to be his friends.
"Seeley! What's up man?" One of the boys called out as he fists bumped the gentleman who hit her with the door.
Seeley. What an interesting name. Yeah you're one to talk, Temperance. Temperance thought to herself as she tried to make her way to the school office. Well I am sure I will never see him again.