Melissa entered the room ignoring all the stares and whispers. She went directly to the teacher's desk. "Are you Mr. Simpson?" she asked. "Yes." He responded.
"I'm Melissa Burke, the new student."
"Yeah. Your already on my roll." He said getting up and walking to the front of the class.
"Class" he yelled clapping his hands.
"I'd like to introduce Melissa Burke. She is new to Degreassi. She is from the states." He stopped and looked down at her transcript. "Atlanta, Georgia to be exact." The whole class looked and her then went back to doing, but one guy. He just kept staring. He looked her up and down from head to toe. She had a carmel complexion, bright brown eyes, long black hair (about mid-back), and nice lips. She was not to skinny and far from fat, with a nice shape. Most the guys back home called her thick but she just referred to her self as shapely. Melissa was looking good that day. She was wearing a jean outfit, yellow Baby Phat t-shirt, and matching G-units. She searched the room for an empty seat. There was only one empty one. Right next to the gawking boy. Just as she was pulling out the chair, the bell rang. Everyone jumped up and filed out the room in a hurry. She followed behind looking at her new schedule for her next class. She didn't really know where she was going. She didn't really want to ask anyone, but that was her only choice. She looked around for someone to ask. No one really looked like someone she would talked to. "I look so dumb standing in the middle of this hall. Fuck it, I'll find it myself." She thought. She walked around looking for room 152. "are you finding everything ok?" a boy's voice behind her said. She turned around to see the cutest guy she'd ever seen. "umm…" was all she could manage to get out. They stood looking at each other for a minute. "Actually, no. I don't know where any of my classes are."
"Well, let me see your scheldule." She handed it to him. "Oh, I have the same class."
"Really?"
"Yea, Follow me." They walked up the small talk. The bell rung just as the walked in the door. Melissa went to the teacher's desk. She was a short lean Korean woman. "Hi. I'm Melissa Burke, the new student." The woman looked up from her paper work. She looked around the room, and pointed to an empty seat. "You can sit there." She said sternly. "Ok." Melissa walked down the aisle and took the seat. She could feel everyone looking at her. She hated when people to stare. Her next couple of classes were like that. Bell rings, everyone rush out, she follow, and looks for her next class. She finds it just as the bell rings. She walks to the teacher's desk, they introduce her, she takes her seat, and people stare. There had been no signs of Sean or the fine black guy so far. Lunch was next and, she had found the lunch room by mistake earlier. She was happy about that. Finally, some one normal to talk to. Melissa looked down at her desk. There were already two textbooks, and still had 3 classes left. She knew there would be more. " I have to find my locker. Maybe Sean can help me find it? I hope its in a good location. I'd hate it to be in the geek hall or something. Do they even have a loser hall or was that just dekalb's thing? I wonder. Haha I'm so stupid." She thought to herself. " I wonder what Jamar is doing." She continued, "he's probly skipping right now, eating at mike's sub shop. That was our favorite. I didn't even have a chance to see him before I left. I hate my dad so much. That bitch, Shanethia is probly just loving this. I bet she is all over him. I can't stand her. He was the one thing that made sense in my life. When I was with him everything was ok, but she was always all over him. She just worked my nerves. It's not like he acted on it but still. Well at least I don't have to see it anymore." The bell rung just then and she rathered her things and left.