Kaylin can't believe that school has started and that she once again has to spend seven hours, five days a week in this brick building. She walks down the corridor lined with yellow lockers, checking the numbers on the lockers to find out where her locker is. Two years in this school and she's still not sure where everything is, she's not sure that she'll ever know. Locker E65… there it is, five lockers away. She walks over to her locker, fumbles with the lock, slamming her blue backpack into the wall repeatedly. She really loves this backpack because of it's vintage design- it was a light denim blue and the top flap and the front pocket was covered with white lace. It was functional as well as beautiful. She finally opens the lock and starts unloading her heavy bag of books. She was taking her English Reading book -Lord of the Flies- out of her bag when a heavy object hit her head from behind. She turned around to see who the culprit was, although she already had a pretty good idea who. Sarah and her minions walked by ,their blue school-uniform dresses, 10cm's shorter than the regulation length, sways as they walked- no glided- across the hallway. "It's so unfair," Kaylin thought, "the way they treat people who aren't in their social group" Just because she doesn't wear five kilograms of make-up or have 500$ highlights, they treat her like a total outcast.
She looks down at her schedule: 1st period Chemistry, 2nd Maths. 3rd and 4th Gym. "Yay," she whispered to no one in particular. "Now I can smell like a pig during a heat wave for the rest of the day" Then lunch. After that double History, English, then Art. Ever since she can remember she has loved history. She doesn't really know why but while all the dates and names get the other kids down she finds them really interesting and easy to learn. Almost as if she had heard them before… She grabbed her books and started in the direction of her first class. When she looked up she saw this boy emerging from the office. The word "boy" isn't the right word to describe him. It was too plain, too simple. His hair was chestnut, no brown, no … Kaylin couldn't explain its colour in words but is was beautiful. He had a perfectly proportioned face, except for a small scar in front of his left ear. Katelyn wondered briefly how he had gotten that but her mind was quickly drawn to his other features. He was tall, really tall. He was wearing the standard school uniform- gray pants with a white shirt and the blue school tie- but he made it look as if it belonged on a runway in Paris. She had a weird feeling- as if she has known this boy her entire life, which is ridiculous because she has never seen him before today. She was so taken back by her sudden feeling for this boy that she didn't see Sarah standing before her- also looking at the new boy- and walked right into her, spilling Sasha's take- away cuppachino all over the hallway floor.
Sarah being Sarah made such a scene that the whole hallway was looking at them…including the boy. "Oh no," Katelyn said more to herself than anyone else. "I can't believe that I just made such a fool of myself in front of everyone. In front of him," she thought. "Why do I ever care what he thinks of me?" was her next one, "Its not like we know each other." But a feeling came over her telling her that she did.. or was supposed to. The bell went off and Katelyn ducked her head and hurried down the hall to her first class not sparing a look at the new boy or anyone else in the hallway.
So uhm... my 2nd Chapter. I'm so happy I decided to write it. I've been wanting to just haven't had the time but now I did so Jay! I don't really know if its a good story but I enjoy writing it so I hope who ever reads it enjoys it. I'm so sorry if my formatting isn't correct yet. I'm still new at this since this is my first story.
Wow from reading that you would think that I'm a total loon (which I am but anyways)
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