Andy made her way through the crowded halls. Groups of students littered the hallway, all chatting and laughing. Again Andy cursed her parents for deciding to move out of her previous school district. So, while all her friends were having a great time, here she was, alone. And, it appeared, lost.
Andy glanced back down at the schedule in her hand. First period English, Mr. Acre, Room 523. Andy looked up desperately at the doors on either side of the hall. 111...112...113... Andy sighed as she came to a crossing of hallways.
"You lost?" Andy turned toward the voice. A cute boy with short brown hair was smiling at her.
"Umm... I'm looking for Room 523."
"Turn right, go up the stairs, and its the first door on your left."
Andy smiled. This boy was so sweet. "Thanks."
"My name's Tyler," he said, extending his hand.
"I'm Andy," she said, taking his hand in hers. A loud bell rang. "I guess I should go. Thanks again."
"I'll see you around Andy," Tyler called as Andy turned right, walking alongside the mass of bodies fighting their way through the crowded halls.
As Andy walked through the door of Room 523 she stopped short. The seats were almost completely full. She hesitantly walked toward an empty seat near the middle of the room. One one side sat a curvy girl with long brown hair tied in a low ponytail. On the other side sat a thin girl with long curly red hair, who was texting away on her cell phone.
Andy sat down and placed her purse on the desk in front of her. She pulled a pink notebook out of her backpack, and opened it to the first page. From her backpack she extracted a fuzzy purple pen that had an array of pink and silver feathers poking out of the top of it.
She looked up at the sound of the classroom door closing. She was taken aback by the man standing at the front of the class. He was a man in his early thirties. He was tall, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes behind his stylish glasses. He had to be the hottest teacher Andy had ever seen.
She assumed that the redhead agreed, as she made a purring noise and leaned forward in her seat to whisper to the blonde sitting in front of her, "Mmmm, that's one teacher I wouldn't mind getting detention with."
"Welcome to Grade Nine English," said the teacher, silencing the chattering students. "I'm Mr. Acre." His voice was deep and silky. Yes, this was definitely the hottest teacher she had ever seen.
Mr. Acre talked for the rest of the class period, talking about the units they would be covering in the class, and his rules and expectations. It wasn't that this didn't fascinate Andy, it was just that there were far more important things for her to think about. And at this moment what Andy chose to focus on was the conversation going on between the red-haired girl and the blonde girl.
"And then I told her what he was saying about her to Jacob and Trey."
"No way Becks! Can't believe you did that!" squealed the blonde.
"Well, yeah. She's my friend. She deserves to know what a jerk he is."
"Yeah. Hopefully she's still in for the sale this weekend."
Andy couldn't help it, she couldn't bite her tongue anymore. This was it, she had found her people, the one's she would befriend. And she had found them in first period!
"Do you mean," she said, leaning in toward the girls, "the private sale at that cute little boutique on Maine? Tres Belle Boutique?
Both girls turned and looked at her. The blonde was really pretty, with dark chestnut eyes and a dimple on her left cheek. She was smiling at Andy now. The redhead just looked Andy up and down.
"You know about that?" she asked slowly.
"Yeah, my mom knows the owner, she's a Delta Nu," Andy said cheerfully.
The blonde's smile broadened, "OMG! My mom was a Delta Nu! I'm Annie." Andy instantly liked Annie. She was so perky and happy and sweet.
"It's nice to meet you Annie. I'm Andy."
The redhead smiled slowly at Andy, locking her clear blue eyes with Andy's, "And I'm Rebecca, but call me Becca."