Clara is a girl no one would have thought would become like this, she was quiet, kind, polite and she loved anything that decided to acknowledge the fact that she was alive. With decent grades, and a loving family to come home to everyday after school, she was all set. But in her mind, something just wasn't right. Something was off, and she was bound to find out. This Clara girl is me, I wish I knew what was giving me this feeling before I had found it. Before I had found him. Sounds cliché, doesn't it? I bet.
You see, it all started in High School, it was another new school, new place, new home and that meant new friends to make too. My mother has a job that has her move around a lot, and the whole family goes with her because we didn't like it the first time she left for business and didn't come back for five months. My little brother was two at that time and wouldn't do anything but cry and throw temper tantrums until she came home. It doesn't bother me that much, I never had that many friends and I never really felt I needed a lot of them. No one really wanted to be my friend through elementary school. They told me I was odd, and that odd scared them. I would come home crying because I did not like being called odd, I didn't want to scare anyone. My family would tell me that being odd was perfect and that they were glad they had such an odd daughter. That would always make me feel better and wanted, and the next day at school I would try to make friends again. Only to be called worse.
In High School, we moved to a place in British Columbia, It was a big city, I was put in school only to be shut out by everyone who went there. Again, I didn't mind. I was just waiting to move again, at least with no friends I could focus on school and what I was meant to be learning. I guess I just wished I could find someone who needed a friend as much as I wanted one. I didn't really like walking to school and back home alone. I didn't like doing anything alone.
After a week of going to Magee Secondary School, I was walking to my second class. I was late, about an hour and a half late to be exact. I was talking my time, I didn't really mind being late, I was probably moving soon again anyway. I had to get to my locker too, turning down halls and looking at the locker numbers I had finally found mine. Someone was at their locker next to mine, I had thought it didn't belong to anyone since I've never seen anyone at that locker since I came here. I guess I was wrong.
"hello" I was trying to make a bit of a conversation with this person, maybe they'll at least try to keep the conversation going. He froze a little, looking over at me stunned. Soon, he looked confused, "hi, who are you?"
"My name is Clara, I'm kind of new here…" Maybe this was a bad idea, he looked like I was going to kill him or something. I wasn't that intimidating, his expression quickly turned from stunned to smug.
"well, kind of new here Clara, I'm Josh, and I am not new here. I could show you around the city, you know, I could show you my house, and some stores. If you want." I laughed a bit, "yeah, I think I would like that. I'll meet you after school?" he just smiled more than he was.
"How about now, if it's okay? I mean, it's just school. No one's going to miss us." I thought for a moment, maybe he was right. I mean, it is just school. No one would miss me. "Kind of new here Clara, come on, we should go before someone sees us." I looked up to see him walking away, looking back at me. I smiled, before running to catch up to him. We exited the building shortly after and walked off the schools property, making small talk and laughing every time we did.
"So, Clara where did you live before you came here?" Josh asked, I looked over at him. "I lived in Alberta, not much of a move, but I like it here." He smiled a little. Maybe I finally had a friend. "Well, Clara, I'm glad you moved here, after school lets introduce you to Matt, yeah?" I didn't know who this Matt person was, but I am willing to meet him. "I'd like that." Josh put an arm over my shoulder and pulled me close to him, "good because it would hurt his feelings if you didn't wanna meet him."
The whole day went by fast, Josh took me to a music store and we bought some CD's and looked at guitars. He showed me all of his favourite places he liked to go to, I also learned that Josh didn't like talking about his life that much around people he had just met. I really didn't mind that, everyone has secrets. Even a person you knew your whole life keeps secrets from you.