First Day

Today is my first day at Forks Public High School. It was another rainy day when I woke up to my dad screaming, "Lily! Wake up! It's your first Day! Get up! Get Up! Get UP!" Apparently he was super excited. As he was screaming at me he was also turning on the lights and throwing clothes on my bed. By the time I actually got out of my bed half of my wardrobe was sprawled all over my bedroom floor. I went to check on Charlotte, and it turns out that hurricane Dad had visited her room as well. We both looked at each other and rolled our eyes.

When I was done getting dressed into a green blouse and a pair of dark wash jeans, I decided to put my hair in a nice high pony tail and walked down stairs to see my dad smiling next to my mom, who was equally happy for my first day of school. After Charlotte and I ate our breakfast and brushed our teeth we got into our green Ford Explorer and started driving to school. When we drove into the parking lot, the school was just a I expected. It was a large brown building with about 50 windows facing the front, and right above the door frame was the name in bright yellow letters, "Forks Public High School." And below the yellow letters there was a picture of the school when it was multiple buildings, back in 1985. Really not much has changed since then, except for the fact that they had to remodel the school in order to make it more efficient to get to classes on time. I thought that it was a nice school back when it was separate buildings. Now it just looks like the prison that will keep me hostage for two more years. Charlotte and I didn't have any classes together, so I was on my own for the whole day! As if I wasn't nervous enough already, now I have to deal with all of the curious eyes and the awkward silences all alone. Well, here I go.

My first class was History. My teacher, Mr. Tenison, didn't didn't introduce me to the class, and for that I was extremely grateful. Once I took my seat the curious gaze of my classmates were upon me. There was only one person who had the courage to actually approach me and ask me if I was Lily McGivney. She was tall, with straight black hair and bright green eyes. I think she said her name was Elizabeth, Elizabeth Miller. She had a friendly disposition and was very nice. Before I knew it, History was over and Elizabeth was following me to my next class. Elizabeth was very talkative. Once I said that I loved taking long walks, that opened up a whole conversation for her. My next class was English, so when we got to the door Elizabeth said her goodbyes and her hopes of getting to know me better. I couldn't help but say that I hoped to get to know her better to, because I really did. She was nice enough and we had a few thing's in common. It would be nice to get to know her. When I sat down to my desk I couldn't help noticing a familiar face. It was Eric Newton, my neighbor. When he saw that I was looking at him, he came to stand by my desk and started asking me about how my day was going. I told him that so far it was ok, but since it was only my second class it was too early to say. Before Eric could ask me anything else, class had started and he had to go back to his seat. My English teacher is the most clumsy women that I've ever met! Her name is Ms. Glass. It's kind of funny how such a clumsy person could have such a fragile last name. It just made me automatically love her, and the fact that she taught my favorite subject just made me love her even more! In the middle of Ms. Glass' lecture, there was a knock on the door, and before anyone could answer it the door opened to a tall boy with dark brown hair that was fairly short, with bangs that were lightly lifted up into what looked like wind blown style that took my breath away. His face was like the most beautiful thing that I've ever beheld and his eyes were like a honey carmel gold that just made me feel all the warmth and happiness that one person could feel. All I knew at that moment was to get a name for such a wonderful face. he walked straight to Ms. Glass and in a voice so soothing and sweet that I couldn't help but feel a little light headed, he said, "I'm sorry for being late, Ms. G. It's just one of those days. " Then, with a dazzling smile, he asked, "Is it ok ?"

It took a while for Ms. G to collected herself, and even then all she could say to this amazing creature was, "Ok, Luke. Go take the empty seat next to Lily." And for the first time since he entered the room he looked at me. He looked back at Ms. G and nodded and as he walked towards me. With all the grace of a swan, he took the seat next to mine and Ms. G began to resume her lecture. I could feel Luke's curious eyes on me as I tried my hardest to pay attention to what she was saying, and I am proud to say that I didn't even turn my head to stare at him; I didn't even turn my head his way. After Ms. G was done talking about the wonder of literature, she began to talk about the book we will be reading for our first unit this semester, and lucky for me It was "Pride & Prejudice" by Jane Austin. Which just so happens to be one of my all time favorites. I love the story so much I read it every year! But then Ms. G took me out of my thought's by asking, "Has anyone read this book prior to this class ?" I instinctively raised my hand. I realized that there was another had raised, right next to mine. When Ms. G saw that more than one person had their hands raised she decided to put it to a debate, so she said, " Ah Mr. Cullen, Ms. McGivney. I see that you both have read this piece of literature. Why don't you both give us your opinion on the story!"

My face turned red at the very prospect of having to publicly speak on my first day. Seeing my reaction and obviously not taking the hint, Ms. G said, "Why, Ms. McGivney, why don't we start with you!" Now almost all of my preference towards this teacher went away completely, and so a began my summery, "Pride & Prejudice is a wonderful story full of love, deceit, and character." Before I could continue this line of thought, I was interrupted by the voice of the person next to me asking, " How is it a story of character?"

I counter with , "Well, if you really analyze it, you could see that it is a story all about character. It is the very character analysis that Elizabeth prides herself with, which is also the very thing that blinds her form seeing the true character and affections of Mr. Darcey. It also tells us that if someone's character is misperceived catastrophic, things could happen, the very happiness of our two main characters is all because of character." Luke looked at me with a curious look and then said, "But it's not all about the character, it's also about how one presents themselves as well, right?" I looked at his beautiful warm eyes and after recollecting myself said, "Yes, it is, but sometimes there are certain people that can't help it! Like Mr. Darcey for example. The first impression of him was that he was good looking, rich, and extremely disagreeable. The way he carried himself came across as arrogance and pride. While Mr. Wickham's first impression came across as very agreeable and very kind, the pity that he got from Elizabeth didn't hurt his like-ability."

"But then again, the first impression you may have on someone may change over time due to how well you get to know that specific person. That is what lead to Elizabeth falling in love with Mr. Darcey."

"Yes, but the only reason that Elizabeth even considered Mr. Darcey was after she refused him, causing him to explain his actions for what he did to her sister and Mr. Wickham."

"Yeah, but you also have to admit that Elizabeth was flattered that such an esteemed man would ask a girl like her to marry him, even after all the objections she had going against her."

"All the more reason to be flattered. It just shows her how much he truly loves her and that he's willing to deal with the inferiority of her birth and connections!"

Before he could counter what I said, the bell rang, signalling that class was over. Ms. G smiled at me with a smile that made all of my positive feelings towards her returned in a heart beat. As I was gathering my things from my desk I felt a cold tap on my shoulder. It made me jump a little, but as I turned around and saw Luke's face, all feelings of shock went away immediately. He looked at me, smiled a shy smile and said, "It was really nice talking to you today...um, you have great comprehension of the book."

I looked at him playfully and said, "Well, maybe someday you'll enlighten me on your opinion on the book."

This answer left him stunned and with that I gathered the rest of my books and left to go to my next class. I couldn't help but think about our little debate in English all next class (which was trig...Ugh) I couldn't help but think about how his warm eyes brightened when he was trying to describe the way Mr. Darcey loved Elizabeth Bennett, or how animated his smooth, silky voice was when he was intrigued by one of my answers. By the time I got snapped out of it, it was lunch time and I had to figure out where on earth was I going to sit. Charlotte has a different lunch time then I do, so I was on my own yet again. After I got out of the lunch line I started scoping out any empty tables until I was called over by Eric. He waved me towards his table, and seeing as I had no other better options, I walked over there. I was quite relieved to find Elizabeth there. She was as talkative as ever, which made me more engaged with her, and I do believe that we will become good friends. After a while, though, the conversation became dull, and I decided to look around the lunch room. The very moment that I did I saw Luke looking at me with his mesmerizing golden eyes. He was just staring. Even when I looked away I could feel his gaze on my back, so I looked in the other direction, and I saw a girl with pixie brown hair and golden eyes, the same girl that I saw staring at me at the Home Depot. I quickly asked Elizabeth who she was, and she said, "Oh, she's Alice Cullen. You see over there.." Then she pointed to a group of people at a table next to a fairly large window. There were three guys and two girls sitting there. After Elizabeth saw that I acknowledged the people sitting there she continued by saying, "The tall pretty brunette is Bella Cullen, the guy that she's sitting next to is Edward, blonde one is Jasper, and the one sitting over in the corner is Luke. There's also another blond named Rosalie and a boy named Emmett, but they have a different lunch hour than the rest of the family this year. They were all adopted by Dr. Cullen and his Wife from a foster homes and they have been with him ever since. Mrs. Cullen can't have kids, it's so sad considering that Mrs. Cullen is such a caring person." As she was saying this, I couldn't help but think about Esme and how she looked so kind and loving. It's a crime for that women not to have children of her own. After I was done thinking this, I saw Edward look at me and smile as if in agreement to what I just thought. It was very odd, but not as odd as his sister Alice staring at me yet again. I don't know why, but whenever I see her she just stares at me; I just don't get why she's staring at me! There are plenty of other people in this cafeteria that are far more interesting than me. Then I was nudged by Eric, who was at this point craving my attention and was asking me if I had any plans for this weekend. I really didn't feel like having this whole awkward dating conversation right now, so I said, "Yeah I do actually. My mom wants us to unpack everything and then to sort out the things we want and things we want to give to good will. Pretty boring stuff, but it has to get done." Eric looked a little disappointed, but he understood and he even offered to help, but I told him I would never subject him to something so boring, so the conversation was dropped. I looked up to see Luke looking at me again. I honestly don't mind it when he stares because that gives me an excuse to stare at him in all of his beauty. Oh, if I could look at him all day...WOW, that sounded really creepy; I will stop looking at him and I will talk with Elizabeth and Eric until this lunch hour is over, and that's final!

The rest of the day went pretty well. My last three classes (Biology, Spanish, and Gym) just flew by in a flash, and before I knew it, it was time to go. I packed up the rest of my things and found Charlotte. Apparently, she had had a wonderful day and she had most of her classes with Jasper and Emmett. She also said that they were really funny and that they said "hi." I really couldn't focus on my sister's funny stories, but instead I kept thinking about the way he looked at me in the lunch room and how handsome he was. Once we got to the parking lot (It was still raining) we both got into the Ford Explorer and drove home. As soon as we walked into the house, our dad came at us, asking how our day was and how school was...etc . For the first day at school, it wasn't that bad. Now all I have to do is live through 2 years of it and I'll be home free.

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