As I let the water from my shower mix with my tear I began remembering my old school, where I used to live with my dad. Everyone thought I was a slut for getting raped that is why I planned never to tell anyone again.
"Come on honey you're going to be late."
"Coming mom," I yelled in a nervous manner.
Even though Maria isn't my real mom I still love her like one. Don't get me wrong I do love my real mom; it's just easier to say she is my real mom.
Kids filled the enormous school, and I was left trying to ask anybody who walked my way for directions , but none helped I was alone. I felt so lost, and upset I didn't want to be here right now. I wanted to be in the arms of someone special, someone like my brother, but I have nobody.
Suddenly the bell rung and I really was alone for real. Or so I thought. Looking around for my classroom, I didn't notice the brown haired boy with the basketball in his hands. After running right into him I dropped all my things. Surprisingly he bent over to help pick them up. Then I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, those same eyes that would change my life forever. We kept staring straight into each other's eyes.
"Hi," he whispered into my hair making chills run through my back.
"Hi," I returned, and then he smiled, and my heart leaped, and yearned to see it again.
We were so close, I could just fell his breath reach my skin. Is it even possible to fell connected with a stranger so much. I hadn't felt this way before. I almost began to cry .A loud noise broke are intense stare.We both looked up to see the principal staring warmly at the both of us.
"Oh good so you've found someone to show you around Miss Montez."
We both looked at each other with confusion.
"Well don't just stand there walk her to her class Mr. Bolton."
"So what do you have first period," he asked with a gentle soft voice I couldn't quite explain.
"Um Miss Darbus."
"Me too come on lets go."
The walk over there was so pleasant. Just being next to him made me want to sing. Every time he would look over at me my heart would melt. Unfortunately we reached our first class.
"I'm Troy by the way," he spoke as he reached his hand out.
"Gabriella," I replied. When I shook his hand I felt electricity run throughout my entire body I guess I wasn't the only one who felt it , because he just kept shaking my hand , and staring at me.
"Uh we should go inside."
"Yeah," he replied.
As I opened the door nerves run through my body.
"You're late," said the teacherin a very scary tone. The rest of the class stared stared weirdly. I knew this would be a long day.
