Chapter Two, Coconuts and Scissors
Luckily, I made it to class on time…only because the teacher wasn't there…yet. When I opened the door, everyone was talking to eachother and I instantly noticed Cat, the inedible Red Velvet Cupcake Girl and a couple of other people that I ran into earlier this morning. Then, the teacher who I assumed was Sikowitz, crawled out from the window and into the classroom. Honestly, I don't know how the hell he did it. "Ah, sorry for the wait, children. The coconut milk machine was broken so I had to wait until they replaced it. And I see that we have a new student." I rubbed my neck in anxiety, "Uh, hey…." Before I could introduce myself, the hippie-esque teacher cut me off. "Okay then, children. In order to start off the new school year on the right foot, let's get to know each other better. You. Who are you and where did you come from?" I assumed that he was talking to me. "I'm Beck and I'm from Vancouver…uh, Canada. And yes, it's pretty far from Los Angeles. Anyway, this is my-" By the time I could finish my introduction, Sikowitz moved on with the rest of the self introductions. It's not like I don't have expectations for my new life at Hollywood Arts but being surrounded by with crazy talented people such as myself, it could be for better or for worse. At least my first day was stable…until this.
"Jadelyn West from Northridge Middle. Call me by my given name and expect pain. That is all." Yep, I'll never forget that for the rest of my natural born life.