Chapter 2

School

Kayla walked into Playa Linda High; it was so much bigger than her small town school back in Jersey. Then again, there was more money and kids here. She walked into the office and handed the lady at the desk a slip. "So, you're new here?" She smiled. She was even pretty too. Geez, even the secretary was a pretty woman! She thought to herself. "Ok your homeroom is down the middle hall, and to your left. Here are your classes." The lady smiled. "Thanks." She smiled back and walked out of the office. She walked into homeroom confidently, but shyly. She didn't have anything to lose, and that is why she was confident, but she still felt intimidated, and that was why she was shy. She took a seat at her desk. "Hey Kay." Her brother said as he sat down next to her. "Big school huh?" She asked. "Oh my god yes. I got lost on the way here." He laughed. "Figures, dumbass. You could get lost in a cardboard box. But anyways, have fun coming here because I sure as hell am not." She took out her schedule. "Why so negative sis?" He asked. "Because if you haven't noticed I'm not Barbie like everyone else here." She said and looked around. She caught a blonde boy with green eyes' glance. "See? I'm not pretty, and everyone is probably wondering who this freak is." She sighed. "Don't worry about it, but I'm going to do my best to make some friends here." He smiled. The teacher took attendance and the bell rang. Her first period was Literature. She sat down in the middle. That's where she always sat in her classes in Jersey. Why do I get a feeling like people, or someone is watching me? She thought. She just took out her notebook and laid it on her desk. The teacher walked in. "Can I sit here? A girl with blonde hair asked. I just met Barbie. "Sure." Kayla replied. "So are you new here?" The girl asked. "Yeah, my name is Kayla." She said. "Oh cool I did too. Don't you feel so awkward?" She asked. "Yes, but I really don't care. I know I'm not going to fit in." She frowned. "Well I'm from Vermont, my name is Nicole." She introduced. "You're from the east coast too? Thank god! I'm from Jersey." She smiled and offered her hand. "Ok the class is starting." The teacher spoke. She gave the lecture she probably gives every year and then she handed out books and instructions of what we will need for the year. She also assigned us some work. "So that wasn't that bad." Nicole said as they walked out. "Oh yes it was." Kayla said. "How?" She laughed. "I've done all of this already!" She said annoyed. "Wow, then you can help me." She smiled. "Ok well I've got Algebra now so I'll see you later." Kayla said. "Ok tell me what you do. I have history so I'll let you know." She smiled. "Ok." Kay smiled and walked into the Algebra room. She sat down in the middle again. She felt someone looking at her again. She just shrugged it off and listened to the same stuff she learned last year. When the bell rang, she went to science, then she saw Nicole in the hall and she told her what went on with Algebra and Science, only one more period 'till lunch and thank god Nicole was in her lunch period. So she went to History. But, she was happier because she didn't know EVERYTHING they were doing that year. So far her day was going well. She didn't have to talk and she managed to survive so far, but she did have a little bit of homework. She met up with Nicole at her locker and they went to lunch together. "I'm so glad I brought lunch, back in Jersey I thought it might kill me." Kayla said remembering the nasty pizza that was cooked too long and the chicken that wasn't cooked enough. "Haha, fortunately I've never had that experience. But I'm buying because I heard the food wasn't bad." Nicole said. "Ok tell me how it is." She laughed. They ate lunch and talked about their old homes and schools until the bell rang. Kayla finally got through the rest of the day. She kept feeling that weird feeling of someone watching her though. She ran to the lockers and grabbed her stuff, then gave Nicole her phone number and address and she did the same and she walked home.