My mom and I just moved to Los Angeles. I was a senior in high school who just got a letter from Hollywood Arts, saying that I was accepted. I was so happy as this was my dream school. I couldn't wait.
My mom dropped me off at Hollywood Arts. I looked on to the campus. There were so many stairs, I wasn't sure if my wheelchair could go anywhere, but I found the ramp and went up it. I drove in the school. "Hi Mariah," my caregiver, Teresa, said. I smiled and she lead me to my locker. "Here's your locker."
"That I'll never use?" I typed on my PearPad.
"That's the one," she replied. I looked at the locker next to mine and saw that it was covered in scissors.
"I love scissoring!" I said.
She sighed. "The movie or the sexu-"
"you're being ridiculous!" A man yelled.
"oh? I'm being ridiculous? Everytime a girl hits on you, I have to say 'I'm his girlfriend'. Why can't you say I have a girlfriend! We're over, Beck!" The girl yelled, walking to the locker with scissors. She opened the locker as I stared at her. She had black hair with a green hair extension. Her attire was all black and she was beautiful. She started yelling, "why are you star-" then she looked at me. Her straight face turned into a smile.
"Umm I'm sorry," I typed.
She said "oh, no. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I was just mad because my ex was being a gank,"
"Yeah I heard the conversation," the bell rang.
"I'm Jade, by the way,"
"Mariah," we stared at each other before my caregiver interrupted us.
"We better get to class," Teresa said. I followed her to Mr. Sikowitz' class, which was the same way Jade was headed. When we got there, there were no desks, just chairs. Students were in the chairs, along with Jade and Beck. I sat in the front. A balding homeless man crawled through the window.
"Bees!" He said in a panic. "Bees were chasing me!" He shut the window and walked on the raised floor in the front of the classroom. He was wearing a scarf, a beige sweater, and no socks.
"I ordered the bees to chase you," Jade said. I giggled.
"now Jade, that wasn't funny," he said. "anyway we have a new student. Mariah, come up here," I drove to the raised floor and crashed into it. "Ok so this is Mariah...driveby acting exercise! You all are homeless people asking each other for money!"
Beck started with "can I have money?"
"No. Can I have money?" Another boy said. I knew this year was gonna be fun.