Chapter 2: Fall for Your Type
The day after summer break was dread for me. Which wasn't usual for me, because normally I loved going to school, and waking up in the morning. I opened my eyes and called out, "Ma! Can I not go to school for being, like in mourning, or whatever?" I pushed off my blankets and walked over to my dresser, pulling off my old, sleeping T-Shirt. I opened my dresser and found some black clothes, which right now, wasn't a lot. I pulled on some tight, black skinny jeans. CeCe walked in and looked at me. "Ohh, Honey-baby. I'm sorry 'bout the thing with Julia. But I need you to go to school." She gave me a nervous smile and a wink. And walked out. I flexed my muscles and glared, then turned to my dresser, put on my Dead-Hand T-shirt, a black leather jacket, a few rings, and a necklace. I picked up some of my Mom's eyeliner. There's a first for everything, so I pooped off the cap and scribbled it on my eyelid. It brought out my eyes a lot. Geeze, now I know how women feel.
I walked outside and grabbed my backpack, "Bye, Ma…Bullfrog." Yea, I was a mama's boy. But I loved her…she always helped me through things. I grabbed my key out of my new and fresh backpack and stuck it in the car ignition. I heard the engine purr and I drove to my…new school. Great. I turned on some heavy metal music to block out my thoughts.
As I pulled into the Degrassi parking lot a couple girls were wrestling over something I couldn't make out. The curly haired one grabbed hold of the object and then accidently dropped it in the road. The girls stopped and looked at the road. Without knowing I ran over it! I freaked out. Great, what a nice first impression. The curly-haired one gasped loudly and squealed, "My Glasses!" I turned down my music, and slowly hopped out of the car. I bent down picked up the bended metal that was once a stranger's seeing-glasses. I looked down and exclaimed "I think they're dead." I looked up and stared into the curly-haired girl's eyes. They were crystal blue…they were gorgeous! I got lost in her eyes but was interrupted by the girl with the curly hair, and gorgeous eyes as she said, "It-It's okay. I-I don't need them. I-I got….l-laser surgery." She fidgeted and stuttered her words, looked up at me so our eyes locked, and then looked down again. When she finally looked up at me again, I slipped out "You have pretty eyes."
CRAP! Are you serious? Why would I say that? Omigosh. My Girlfriend just died, and on the first day of school I'm flirting with some random? I'm horrible.
Anyway, she looked down, and back up at me and smiled. "Guess I'll, uhh…see you around?" She said. "Guess you will." I finished and jumped back into Morty. The two girls walked into the building giggling and smirking and I just drove away. Punishing myself for even interacting with anyone.
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