I never truly enjoyed school. I guess I enjoyed being with my friends. I loved drama class. My aunt had made sure she signed me up in the drama class. I guess that was her way of bribing me to go back to school. Not that I had much of a choice.
We were all bribed with some class we would all love. Tori is taking a computer programming class. Simon is taking an advanced art class. Not that those two had to be bribed. They've been buzzing all morning. It's been a couple of months since they've had the pleasure of living a normal life. Derek hasn't talked to anyone. His demeanor is darker than usual. Even after our break up. He's snapped at least three times during breakfast his morning. For Derek, he is taking mostly college credit courses this year. I don't even know why Derek is attending high school. They should have just sent him straight to college. There was a nearby community college, about twenty minutes away.
Not that we had the transportation to get him there. All we had was the van that we took cross country. Kit and Aunt Lauren need it to get to work. Aunt Lauren got a job at a local hospital, with no problem at all. Kit has a couple of interviews this week at local law firms. Kit is going to have to drop Aunt Lauren off at work every day, so he can go to those interviews. Maybe if we stay here for a while, Derek will go to the community college next year instead of being stuck at the high school. I think a college setting will be better for him than a high school setting. Not that I care or anything.
Thankfully we don't have to pay for rent or utilities, yet. Kit mentioned that we would have to start paying for the utilities starting next month. My Aunts new job isn't paying as well as her old job. She was complaining that her position isn't as high as her old position. At her old job, she was the top oncologist. Here, at the new hospital, she is just an E.R. doctor. Her income won't be enough to support all of us. Hopefully Kit finds a new job soon.
Thankfully the second semester just started about a week or two ago. We will still be behind in our core classes, but for my creative writing and drama classes, they just begun, so I haven't missed much. I hope. The four of us are waiting at the end of the drive way for the school bus to appear. I've never actually been on a school bus. Well, only for school trips have I been on a few. I've always taken a cab or dad had a private driver for me. I miss Milos driving me to school. I don't think I'll be able to call him over here to Oregon to drive me to school every day.
"Hey, dreamer, the bus is coming" Tori yells over at me. I look up and watch the bus come up the hill where our driveway starts. The bus already looks full.
The bus stops in front of us and opens its doors. Derek is the first one on the bus and Simon follows. I follow behind Tori and find that there are no seats left empty. Derek and Simon took the last empty seat. I find myself in the back on the bus and sitting next to a girl reading a large book with her headphones in. Tori sits a couple rows ahead of me, in the seat behind the boys. She sits next to what looks to be a football player with his jersey on.
We were the last stop on this bus route. We were only a mile and a half away from the school. We pull in front of West Jefferson High School. It was a fairly small high school compared to all the schools I've ever been to, and I've been to a lot. It was a two-story building, made of brick. It was probably half the size of the last school I went to. I follow everyone off the bus, but I lose Tori and the guys in the crowd. Now I have to find the office by myself.
The school wasn't as small as I first presumed. Or maybe I'm just blind. I couldn't find the office to save my life. The crowded hallways weren't helping. The hallways in this school could barely fit all these kids. Derek must've found the office quick because I couldn't find his head over all these people.
After the final bell rung, I still hadn't found the office. I should've asked another student for help, but I didn't want to ask for help. If Derek would've seen me getting help, he would scold me for losing them in the crowd.
"Hey, I promised you that tour" Seth said, coming up behind me. He placed his hand on my shoulder "Where you headed?"
I smile up at him. "Thank god you showed up. I've been looking for the principal's office for five minutes now, with no luck." He smiles back and points down the opposite side of the hall that I was headed.
"That way, I need to get a late pass, and I was headed there. I'll walk you in" He grabs my hand and walks me down the hall. At the end of the hall, and across from the doors I came in from, was a door respectively signed Principals Office.
"I'm an idiot." I claim, letting go of his hand and walking myself in. Seth follows me in, and I find Tori standing at a desk arguing with the lady sitting there. Simon is leaning against the wall next to Derek, both trying to stifle their laughs.
"No, I don't need to take child development. I don't want to take care of a fake baby." Tori argues with the lady.
"You need to take a home education class in tenth grade. Home Ec., Healthy foods, and College Prep was already full. If you don't take the class, we will have no choice but to take you out of programming until next year when we can get you into another home education class." The lady says to Tori. Tori gives her a dirty look but walks away and sees me.
"Hey, schedules first, tours later" She emphasizes the tour part and glances behind me. I turn around, and catch Seth waving at Tori.
"You must be Chloe Green. Here's your schedule." I walk up to the lady at the desk. I momentarily read her name tag, Mrs. Faulkner, and grab my schedule from her wrinkled hands. "Seth, if you are here for another late pass, you know I'm going to have to give you detention."
"Then let's pretend I'm Thomas here for a moment. Just give me a late pass and a detention slip for Thomas." He walks up to Mrs. Faulkner with his hand out.
"Detention is on Friday, right after school." She tells him, and hands him two slips. "and while you're at it, show these four students their class rooms."
"Gladly" Seth says, shoving the two slips in his bookbag. He walks back to the door and opens it, "Ladies first"
I gladly walk out the door, reading my first class of the day. Algebra 1, room 130, with Mr. Hughs. Derek starts walking down the hall past me, not waiting for Seth.
"Hey bud, where you headed. I'm supposed to show you your classroom." Seth yells after him. Derek ignores him and continues walking, looking at doors while he passes.
"He's and independent guy. Don't worry about him. I'll gladly take a tour though." Simon tells Seth. Seth nods.
"Alright, who wants to find their classroom first?" Seth asks. Tori shoves her schedule at him. "Alright, Tori Johnson, your first class is English 2 in room 225, which is upstairs. Follow me." He turns and walks down the hall to the stair case.
Tori's class was across the hall from the stair case. Simons class, American History, was three doors down from her. It also happens to be the class that Seth is supposed to be in at the moment. Seth apologizes to the teacher after dropping Simon off and takes me to my class on the first floor.
"Wait outside the door after class and I'll show you where your next class is." He tells me and gives me a smile. He walks away before I could argue.
I walk into the class mid lecture. "and that's how you get X." The teacher, Mr. Hughs finishes as I open the door. "I'm sorry miss, but could you knock next time" He tells me.
"I I I'm sor sorry. I'm Ch chloe. T the nn n new st stu student" I stutter out, embarrassed of interrupting class.
Mr. Hughs is an older man, with a gray, balding scalp and a wrinkled face. His demeanor changes and he smiles. "Ah my new student. Come on in. Pick an empty seat. We just started on linear equations. "
-Authors note-
Hey I'm going to end this here. Like it, hate it? Go ahead and leave a comment to tell me how you feel. This is my first official chapter ive written in a year. It probably sucks. But whatever. I'll write my next chapter in a week or two.