My name, if you really care, is Jamie Kaster. I'm sixteen years old and have been kicked out of almost every high school on the map. I guess I'm not what most people call a normal teenage girl. I have almost no friends and my family doesn't have enough time for me. That's why I'm going to a boarding school in a small town in California. At least I got to choose this one.
Our car drives on the paved stones of the entrance. "Great. Here we go." I whisper to myself. The huge building covers most of the campus and small ones encircle that one. I only can see the kids moving from class to class. The car stops and I hop out, actually eager to meet my new room mate.
"Be good." My mom whispers to me. "Try not to get kicked out of this one." I roll my eyes and walk out with my suitcase. I was told that my trunks would be in my room. I leave and meet the principle.
"Hello. As you know, you've been kicked out of almost every school. But, I know why. We are your people here, Jamie. We know what you're going through." she says. I nod, not sure what she means. "You're room mate is the nicest girl in the entire campus. Her name is Michelle. You two are in room three-thirteen." She hands me the key and I thank her. I move upstairs and open the door.
"Um..hi. Are you Jamie?" the girl asks. She has wavy dark brown hair, hazel eyes, and looks like she should be modeling. I smile.
"Yeah. You must be Michelle right?" I ask.
"Yep that's me! Nice to meet you." She turns from the desk and shuts her laptop closed. "You got a laptop too. It's on your desk and your dresser has some hangers in it." She helps me with my bags and takes a seat next to me on my bed. "So, you're from… Los Angeles right?" I nod. "Nice. I'm from New York."
"I've always wanted to go there." I say. Wow. That was a stupid attempt to start a conversation. She just laughs.
"It wasn't that stupid." Mind reader. Great. She laughs again. "Sorry. That's my gift." I just kind of laugh and start unpacking. After about three hours, I manage to get about two thirds of my stuff unpacked. I get on my laptop to find that I have a message from one of my only friends. Her name is Melinda Bowers. She's been my best friend since about kindergarten. I skim it really quick and log off.
"I'm going to tour around the campus so tomorrow, I actually know what my classes are and where they are." I say.
"Okay. Bye Jamie." I head off with my schedule. First period, Advanced language arts. Oh goodie. I finally find it after about twenty five minutes. Well, one down, about five to go. I move on to find Math class. I finally give up after about fifteen minutes.
"Come on! Give me a break." I murmur to myself in frustration. I head up and down about every hall until I totally give up. Ugh.
"Need any help?" I hear a voice behind me. Sweet and sensitive but brave and mysterious at the same time. I turn to find a guy, about fifteen or sixteen with blonde hair, and grayish-blue eyes. He's wearing a gray jacket, with dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt. I feel my heart skip.
"Um.. Yeah do you know where Advanced math class is?" I ask, my voice uneasy and shaky. Oh my god, he is the hottest guy that has ever paid attention to me. Ever in my lifetime.
"It's over here." he says. I follow him, my eyes staring at his. He smiles at me and points to a brown door in the right corner of the hall.
"Thank you." I say, trying to not sound like I'm as nervous as I feel. I expect him to leave instead he starts a conversation.
"So new girl," he pauses. "Where are you from?"
"Oh. Las Angeles." I reply. I can't speak today for some reason. Well, I'm also talking to a really hot guy so I guess that doesn't help either. He nods with a smile.
"Well. Are you going to tell me your name or am I going to have to make one up for you?" I smile and blush at the same time.
"I'm Jamie." I say shyly.
"I'm Jake. It's nice to meet you." I just realize now that his face is really pale. Like, unnaturally pale. But, it adds to his whole mystery look and I find it sort of cute. His eyes gaze into mine. "So, since you have brown eyes, I'm guessing that it would sound kind of corny if I said that I love them?"
"No. Not too corny. And thanks I think." I really like him. But, he's probably too hard to get and really easy to lose. I can't have my heart broken to shreds and so I don't allow myself to get my hopes up. He just gives me a smile and turns to the right.
"It's weird….I think that I know you from somewhere but I'm not sure where." he says quietly. I nod and I have to admit that I just now met him but for some reason trust him way more than I should.
"Me too." I agree. He comes closer to me and leans in a little so his eyes meet mine with no problem at all. I feel my cheeks getting hotter and hotter. His hand tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear.
"I have to admit," he starts. "You are one of the only girls in this entire school that I actually talk to. I don't really like talking to people that much."
"Why's that? You seem like you'd do okay in that subject."
"Because whenever I talk to people, I end up hurting them in the end. But that won't happen with you. Especially considering how much I-" he cuts himself off. "Anyway, I have to go. I'll see you around?"
"You can count on it." I say with a grin. His hand reaches mine and brings it up for a small kiss on my knuckles.
"Goodbye, Jamie." he murmurs as he walks away. I think I'm going to like it here.