Chapter 3, first Meeting, part 2-Day 2
I was scrambling to get to my history class on time and I already had problems with my locker. Then, to top it all off- the bell rang and I didn't know where my class was. "Great, my first tardy on my second day- at least next period was lunch. I thought quickly as I entered the classroom. I sat down when my shoulder was tapped on. Then, that's when I noticed that it was a blonde haired, brown eyed guy wanted to talk to me. "Yes?"
He spoke up quietly and quickly, "I am Cam, I see that you've already meet Owen. He said, nodding to the person that I had met earlier at the Dot. "Yes, it is nice to meet you Cam. I smiled, and then I think I got butterflies in my stomach, though I couldn't understand why. Mr. Armstrong had assigned us a project and we were asked to pair up, but there could be a group of three. Again Cam asked me, "Would you like to pair with me?" As if taking a hint, my face reddened and I accepted the offer. Owen was laughing when I got up; I quickly excused myself and went to the bathroom. Apparently I accidently had split my jean seams. Well, I had extra pants in my bag, but they were the hottest riding breeches I owned. "Good thing I only have two classes left." I thought. As I entered the Cafeteria, my face was still red. I sat down with Connor from my media immersion class and Fiona from my Fashion design class. "Hey there, Stranger" it was Cam from Earlier. He continued, "Good luck on your Equestrian team tryout, they usually don't take in niners like us." I smiled broadly, "Thanks Cam, I have been practicing really hard-this is a huge deal for me." Owen spoke up, "Have you decided if you're going to run for student council?" I smiled tiredly and said, "It depends on how the tryout goes tomorrow." The bell rang, signaling the beginning of Fashion Design.