I wake up, shower, change into a pair of jeggings and a shirt that has a peace sign on it, stick some front and back raccoon earrings on, and head downstairs. I shovel down a bowl of cereal, swing my backpack over my shoulder, grab my car keys, get in my car, and drive to school. I walk through the front door, and find my locker. I enter in my locker combination, and check my schedule.
"Ava!" someone calls. I turn around and see Sophie waving. I wave back. She comes over.
"Nice!" she says.
"What's so cool?" I ask.
"Love your locker number. I mean, 111 is so awesome."
"Glad you like it." I say grinning. "What's your first class?"
"Math."
"Same."
"Awesome!"
"Do you have a phone?" she randomly asks me.
"Yea why?"
"Can I text you?"
"Yea."
"What's your number?"
"920-635-8527."
"Thanks."
The bell rings.
"See you later!" Sophie calls, waving. I head down the hallway to the math room; I take a seat besides Sophie, pull out my notebook and pencil, and glance around the room at the students I'll be taking math with for the whole year. As I glance around, I see a guy with brown hair and dark blue eyes staring at me. Quickly, I glance away and turn my attention to the teacher, but every time I look back at him, he's still watching me. It's really creepy.
-Four's POV-
I laugh as I enter Mrs. Jennings's math room, from Zeke's ridiculously stupid joke. I take a seat about three seats behind my sister Sophie. Next to her is a girl with a tan shirt that has blue sleeves and a pair of jeggings. She looks so familiar, yet she doesn't.
'She must be a new student,' I think, 'because every girl besides Sophie wears skirts and dresses every single day.' I watch as Sophie and the girl laugh as they play concentration, Sophie losing each time. I zone out during math class but as soon as class is over, I rush to the girl's desk, but she's gone. Shaking my head, I glance at my schedule. Chemistry is next. I dash down the hall to my next class. There's a chance we have the same schedule. As I enter the classroom, Shauna waves at me, and I grin back, my eyes scanning the room, and then they freeze on her again. Suddenly, someone bumps me. I turn around and see Brittney the Pest standing behind me.
"Hi Four," she says flirtatiously.
"Get away from me." I spit. She makes a sad puppy face and nudges me.
"Why?" she whines.
I get the urge to punch her when Shauna gets out of her seat and says to her, "My dress is prettier than yours."
Furious, Brittney shoots back, giving me the chance to hop away, and I sit near the girl, so I can keep an eye on her. Ms. Matthews, the chemistry teacher, enters, in all blue.
'What an Erudite.' I think.
"Welcome to Chemistry. We will start with the basics. This is the Periodic table of Elements." She says. I start to zone out, and I look at the girl. She's drawing a Periodic Table in her notebook, and labeling the elements and their protons and neutrons. I hear someone say my name. I jolt out of my zoning and look up.
"Did you hear my question?" Ms. Matthews asks me. I slowly shake my head. "Next time, you get detention. My question was: What is the fourth element on the periodic table?" I quickly glance at the girl's notebook. She had just finished filling in the fourth element, and was writing the full word on the next page.
"Uh…Beryllium." I say. She nods, and continues. This time I'm determined not to zone out again, and soon, chemistry ends. I head down the hallway to gym, and I see her heading down to the girl's locker room. I grab her arm, and she turns around her eyes narrowing.
"What are you doing?" she asks me.
"Do I know you?" I ask her.
"No. Well I know you, because practically everyone knows you. You probably know my brothers." She answers.
"What are their names?" I ask.
"Zachary and David."
"Last name?"
"Oh my gosh are you trying to stalk me or what?!" she says laughing. She is so amazing. Skinny and short, yet so beautiful at the same time. She tears her arm away from me and starts down the hallway again. Before I can register what is happening, she is gone. I change into my gym clothes and enter the gym. She's there, wearing a t-shirt and shorts, and her hair is up in a ponytail. The gym teacher, Mr. Davis comes in.
"I am pairing you up!" he booms. "The person I pair you up with will be your partner for the rest of this semester. Find a spot with your partner somewhere on the floor." He starts calling off names. I notice that he doesn't take particular care in pairing girls with girls and boys with boys; it's like he's purposely putting girls with boys or something. Then I hear my name.
"Four and Ava, you two are partners." He shouts. I look around and see the girl, who now has a name, heading towards me. She sits down a few feet away from me, but every so often she turns her head and glances at me. Her arms are crossed.
"So," I say, trying to act casual. "Are you friends with Sophie?"
"Yea," she says, turning her head towards me. "And Lexi, Shauna, Marlene, and Lynn."
"So then you know Zeke and Uriah and Will?" She nods. Mr. Davis's voice interrupts.
"Get to know your partner!" he yells. Ava turns towards me again.
"You have lunch after, right?" she asks.
"Right." I respond. "What's your last name?"
"Lee." She says with a smile. "What about you?"
"Eaton."
"Oh my gosh!"
"What?"
"I am seriously, being paired with an Eaton. Gosh." She says.
"What's wrong with it? You're even friends with one."
"WHAT!" she demands.
"Sophie's my sister," I say, smirking.
"I can see that happening," she says slowly.
We go on like this, chatting back and forth, until lunch comes.