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Chapter 3
Soon after his furniture had been delivered to the new house and all his bed sheets were snuggled to the mattress well, Drake rested his head againts his pillow for a goodnight sleep.
He woke up the next morning, to a bunch of people talking loudly. He looked to the window and saw the bike crew again, raring to go - this early in the morning? Drake looked at his watch -1:45 pm! He had slept pretty late, to his surprise, but maybe it had something to do with him having trouble getting to sleep the night before.
The same people were in the crew: the four surfers and the two girls. They rode to 'their spot', which Drake figured was their usual hang out. They all got off their bikes, and the guys took off their shirts and dove into the water. The airhead-girl took off her shorts and tank top and dove into the water too. But that same girl again, was always the outcast, doing something different than the others. She sat down on an old tree stump, facing away from the others. Her hair glistened in the hot afternoon sun. Drake wasn't sure but he was almost certain that she had tears rolling down her cheeks. Then the girl got up without a word, got on her bike, and took off, crying. Only one guy noticed, the same one she was talking to yesterday, and he too got on his bike, to chase after her.
Drake ran out of his house and out to his car. He knew the girl would most likely pass by his house to wherever she was going; the group always did. He pretended like he was getting something out of his car when she rode past, peddling violently. One of her earrings had fallen from her ear, and gently hit the pavement. Drake quickly snatched it up. "Hey!" he yelled. The girl turned her head to see him standing there and stopped her bike. Drake ran over to her.
"You, um, dropped your earring," he said as he handed her the long, shimmery silver earring with little pink beads on the ends.
"Oh thanks," the girl said as she sniffed.
"I'm Drake," he said. "I just moved in yesterday."
"I know; I saw you. I'm Rebecca."
"What's wrong?" Drake asked sounding sympathetic. He reallywanted to know what was depressing her so much.
"Oh it's...nothing," she said as the surfer guy rode up next to her and stopped his bike.
"Hey, babe, what's wrong?" he asked. Drake almosted choked on his own saliva when he called her 'babe'. Was this her boyfriend?
"Nothing, I'd like to be left alone, and I told you not to call me that,"Rebecca sniffed.
The guy looked away and got back on his bike. He took off back towards the direction he came from. Drake was about to do the same whenRebecca spoke up.
"Are you going to the town high school?" she asked.
"Yeah, I start Monday..tomorrow."
"Cool," she said. And with that she began to peddle her bike away. "Oh, and thanks for the earring!" she yelled as she was down the block.
Drake was satisfied. At least he got to talk to her this time!
After a long day of unpacking and putting away his stuff, Drake fell asleep pretty quickly. He had gotten everything ready for school, too, since after all, his first day was tomorrow. He was really nervous. As he slowly drifted off to sleep, he kept thinking about Rebecca. And he couldn't stop. What if he made a fool of himself tomorrow? Then she would never like him like he liked her. Drake tried his best to fall asleep, but his eyelids could not stay shut.
He got out of his bed and climb up the spiral staircase, up to the top part of the tower in his new bedroom. He sat up there, many thoughts filling his mind. Oh god I'm so nervous about school tomorrow...I mean, what if Rebecca just thinks of me as some dorky new guy? Or what if that guy on the bike is interested in her...ohh great.. The thoughts haunted him.
Drake woke up, laying down in the tower. Oh great! What time is it? Drake thought to himself as he quickly stumbled down the staircase. The clock read 7:37 a.m. I have to be in school by 8! Drake quickly grabbed some clothes and put them on, brushed his hair, and ran down the stairs.
7:50 a.m.- "Hey mom, I gotta go. Bye!" Drake said grabbing his backpack and running out the from door. He had to walk to school. Josh had already left, and Megan was picked up by a bus, since her school was farther away. He knew it wasn't that far, but he didn't want to be late on his first day.
He got to the school and saw that the other kids were still hanging around outside the building. Phew! I'm not late! Drake new that he had to go to the office to get his locker number and lock combo, and to hand in all the paperwork that his mom had filled out for him (emergency stuff, physical papers, etc.) So he quickly headed up the stairs of the school. He passed by the bike gang, all of them there, watching him as he walked passed. Rebecca smiled at him slightly, and the rest giving him dirty looks. Drake just smiled at Rebecca and then turned his head.
He made his way to the office through all the other crowds of kids. They all seemed to watch him, and he guessed that they were wondering who he was. Drake was never the self-concious type, but for some reason today, he was extremely.
Once at the office, a girl behind the counter took his papers and gave them to one of the secretaries.
"So I guessing that you're new?" she asked.
"Yeah," Drake replied.
"Well your locker number is 461. Here's you lock and the combo is on the back," she said as she handed him the lock. "I'm Tessa by the way."
"I'm Drake. Hey, do you think you could show me where my locker is. I'm kind of lost, I mean this school is pretty big. At least a lot bigger than my old one."
"Yeah, sure," Tessa said. She came out from behind the counter. "Follow me," she said expertly.
Drake obeyed and soon they ended up at locker # 461. "Thanks a lot."
"No problem. Oh and here's your schedule." She handed him a piece of paper with all of his classes aranged in a chart. "Be careful of Mr. Petolli. He tends to spaz out on kids if they're late. And if I were you," she glanced at her watch. "I'd hurry up. He's your homeroom teacher." She smirked and then walked back in the direction of the office.
At least she's nice, Drake thought as he shoved a few binders and his backpack in his locker, then shuffled through the halls looking for Mr. Petolli's class.
He made it there just as the bell rang.
"Ahhh, Mr. Parker. I've been expecting you. Although, since it is your first day at Swainton High, I would have guessed that you would arrive on time," started Mr. Petolli. "Apparently I am wrong. Take your seat behind Miss. Martand."
Drake looked around the room. He had no idea who Miss. Martand was.
"Ohh right, you don't know Miss. Martand!" Mr. Petolli guffawed this fact, then pointed to the seat behind Rebecca. Drake felt his face turn a deep shade of red. He took his seat, and so the class began.
There was a knock on the door. Mr. Petolli made a face and said, "Be good, class. I'll be right outside the door!" and he walked out closing the door behind him.
Everyone turned to one of their friends and began to talk. Drake heard his name mentioned a few times amongst the groups. Rebecca was the only one from the bike gang in the class. She talked to a few girls in front of her, but nothing much.
"Hey," some kid said to Drake, but hedidn't hear him. "Yo," the kid said again. Drake turned aroundthis time. "Hey I'm Joe."
"Oh, hi, I'm Drake," he replied.
"Yeah, so I've heard," Joe continued. "I moved here a few weeks ago. It's tough being the new guy."
"Very.." Drake said.
"Joseph," Mr. Petolli called as he opened the door. "Please come outside here."
"Oh great.." Joe mumbled as he got up and walked out the door to have a chat with Mr. Petolli and the other teacher out there.
Drake sat back in his chair. He felt kind of stupid just sitting there not having anyone to talk to.
Rebecca turned around and gave Drake a quick glance before turning around again.
And that is how Drake's first day of Swainton High School began.
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