I walked into my second period class and went straight to an open desk. People still stared. That was really gonna get old. It's like they've never seen a human being.
When the bell rang, the teacher picked up a transparent red clipboard and cleared her throat. "If I say your name wrong, please tell me. I have a reputation of reading names wrong."
And when she got to my name.
"Haylie Jenna?"
"Um here, but it's pronounced Jenee'"
"Did I ask you to correct me?"
"Um.. ye-"
"No, so stay quiet."
I would have objected more, but I'd already gotten myself into enough trouble, well, she had…
People around me were snickering. I just rose an eyebrow at the teacher when she turned away, then shook my head and smiled to myself. This class was bound to be entertaining. Because what's more fun than a teacher with short-term memory loss?
The teacher finished attendance and told us her name, which was Mrs. Davis. She gave us free time, and allowed us to used our iPods. So I sat there and zoned out with You Me At Six blaring from my earphones.
When I heard the bell faintly through the music, I wrapped the wires around the iPod and turned it off, but the teacher decided she wanted to make us late.
When people started to get up, she motioned them to sit down and said, "The bell doesn't dismiss you, I do." It was called a dismissal bell, right?
So she made us sit down until everyone was quiet, which took way longer than it needed to.
I sat there tapping my foot, knowing I was gonna end up late for my next class, which was literally all the way across the school.
She finally let us go, and I grabbed my bag and was off. I made it about a foot from my desk, and tripped over something.
"Damn it…" I muttered starting to get back up.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" a concerned male voice asked from above me.
I looked up to see a worried face framed with straightened medium length sandy blonde hair with black and white glasses looking down at me.
I shook my head, trying to clear it. "Yeah I'm fine."
He held out his hand and helped me to my feet. "I'm Mikey, by the way.
"Haylie."
"Oh, yeah the teacher got your name wrong right?"
"Yeah she did. And forgot she told us to tell her if she got it wrong."
He laughed. "Sorry I tripped you."
"It's alright. You know how legs are. Never can control 'em."
He laughed again at my joke. "True." He looked at the clock. "Oh, we should probably get to class."
I checked the clock too, then panicked. "Crap, I'm gonna be so late! I'll see ya later Mikey." I turned and sprinted out of the classroom.
People had stared at me when I ran down the hall, but I didn't care, I couldn't be late on my first day at my new school.
Because I was such a fast runner, and could run my fastest for a long time, I made to my class just before the bell rang.
Third period was boring, because I had to specify every single detail of what happened with Mikey to Rachel, which really wasn't much.
She gushed over how he'd laughed at my joke, about how that meant he probably liked me, but wouldn't most anyone laugh at a joke? That's the point right?
When the class ended, she said I should sit with her, because we were going to lunch next. We walked to the cafeteria together, her still gushing over the little details of everything. We got to the cafeteria when it was mostly full, but I was able to spot Mikey out of the crowd, and got away from Rachel without hurting her feelings. It was as simple as this, I said I was going to say hi, and she was too chicken to go near him.
"Hey Mikey." I greeted when I walked up to him.
"Oh, hey Haylie. You already got a seat for lunch?"
"Nah. I couldn't find a place." I lied smoothly.
"Oh, well then you should sit at my table with me and my friends!"
"Sure, why not?"
He led the way over to a mostly empty table, only occupied by four people. They were all talking to each other and no one else. It's seemed kind of like a scene from a movie to me.
I put the irrelevant thought out of my mind as we approached the table. Mikey out his food down and introduced me.
"Hey guys." He called attention to me standing next to him. The four guys looked up at him first, then at me, then at him, all at then same time. It was hilarious from my position, so I started to giggle, and when Mikey glanced at me, I waved him off.
"This is the new girl Haylie." He went on.
Must he refer to me as 'the new girl?'
Then he went through tell me their names. He seemed more awkward then I was, and I was the one who was new.
"This is Ray, Gerard, Bob, and Frank." He pointed them out as he said their name.
They all offered a quiet greeting when Mikey said their name, except for Frank. He had a loud greeting.
"You can sit next to Frank." Mikey suggested.
"'Kay." I walked the few steps to the open space next to Frank. I looked around for Alex, but since I couldn't see her, so I just sat down.
"You didn't get any food?" Frank asked.
"Nah. It all looked like something you would step on in a barn."
He laughed. "That's true. They usually have pretty good food though."
"Maybe it's because it's Monday."
"What would that have to do with it?" He joked.
"Monday is the worst day of the week to most people. I like Mondays though!"
He looked at me funny. "Why?"
"Well, one reason is because everyone's in a bad mood, so you can act complete crazy and no one cares. I do that anyway, but the other reason is that I always do laundry on Sunday, so I have new clean clothes!"
He laughed again. "Those are good reasons."
For the rest of lunch I had very random conversations with everyone at the table, switching from subject to subject.
When the bell did ring, no one moved. We had 7 minute passing periods and walking from class to class didn't take that long.
"Hey Haylie, what class do you have next?" Frank asked.
"I have Choir. I can't wait for that class!" I said dreamily.
"Really? Why?" He asked with a tone that said 'you're crazy!'
"I love singing! It's so fun!"
"If I wanted to sing, I would do it on my own time." He muttered.
"Oh, c'mon, party pooper! Let's go." I said, standing up.
I grabbed my bag and Frank got up too. He did most of the talking on the way to class. I was able to squeeze in a couple words, but he'd cut me off. It was almost funny.
When we got to the room it said on the schedule, I had trouble believing this was where our class was. It was so small. There was no way we were going to fit thirty plus people in that room.
Frank led us to a spot toward the back of the room and I wasn't sure why at first, until I saw Gerard was sitting there and there were two seats behind him open.
We sat there for a while, even after the bell rang. The teacher finally came in, 10 minutes late, stumbling over all the papers that were flying out of her hand. When she finally got a hold of her balance, she introduced herself as Ms. Flint.
"Okay class, I know you all are hating the lack of space in here, but I have good news! The school has given me permission to teacher in the cafeteria! So everyone pick up your bags and a chair and follow me!"
At first no one moved, but after a few seconds everyone was bumping into each other trying to get out with their stuff and a chair.
We all migrated to the cafeteria, a short two minute walk, and when we all got there everyone dropped the chairs and their stuff in random spots next to their friends. The teacher put her chair down nicely and grabbed a classic brown clip board.
"See now, isn't that better? So, let's take roll!" she added enthusiastically.
I had a hard time concentrating on my conversation with Frank and Gerard because out of the corner of my eye I could see Rachel watching my every move. Stalker, anyone?
So we all sat there for the rest of the class, and, in my case, I entertained Frank and Gerard with my trivial questions, such as is there such thing as bad enthusiasm and stuff like that.
So the rest of the day went on, following with a free period, which I also had with Frank and Gerard, with a bonus Alex and Mikey, and lastly was Gym, which I had with Alex. So, I was never alone. Yay!
BUT WAIT! That's not all! Dorm wise, Frank, Gerard and Mikey were in the same building as me and Alex.
So I was walking back to the dorm with Alex, with Frank lagging a bit, and when we got to the door, this random girl who I'd seen in one or two of my classes came running up enthusiastically to us.
"Hey, you guys are the new girls huh?" she enthused.
"Uh, yeah…" Alex said. It sounded like a question.
"Cool! I'm Illia by the way. I know it's weird, but my mom got it from a Legend of Zelda game. My friends and I we wondering if you guys wanted to hang out with us?" He tone was insanely polite.
"Sure!" I decided for Alex and myself.
"'K! Let's go!" She turned and started to go back inside. I began to follow her, but Alex jerked me back and kept us out of earshot as we followed.
"Hey! Don't I have a say?" She complained.
"No. And why so shy? You were totally popular at our old school!"
"Yeah, because everyone introduced everyone to me. I had nothing to do with it!"
"Oh lighten up. You'll live!"
She stayed silent until we got to a group of people where Illia stopped at. Illia led through a line of people for introductions. I guessed they'd done this before.
The people we met consisted of Kelsey who had thick, wavy, brown hair and brown eyes, Addy, and she had curly brown hair and light blue eyes, and Leena, who had ginger hair and dark hazel eyes. There was also Pheobe, who had brown and blonde streaked shoulder length hair and bluish eyes, and Demitra who had black hair a little longer than mine, and hazel eyes.
I decided to stay and hang out, always eager to make new friends, but Alex was totally uncomfortable. Eventually she bailed, after about 20 minutes.
When it was past dark, at about 8, I decided to go back up to my dorm and relax for the next hour. I took my iPod out of my pocket and my laptop out of one of my bags and got that set up. Then I simply turned on iTunes and play the whole library, starting with some You Me At Six.
I plopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I left my laptop on to play all night when I turned off the light and got under the covers to go to bed an hour later. I closed my eyes ready to go to sleep, and five minutes later, I realized I forgot to wash of my make-up.