I walk into my new school. I look around for an office, but my search was unsuccessful. While wondering aimlessly, I run into something. It was black and dark purple; I quickly realize that it was a girl.
"Watch where you're going!" She says glaring at me.
"Sorry, I got lost. I'm trying to find where the office is," I say, helping her up.
She looks like she has calmed down a bit, "I'll show you there."
I brush a strand of brown hair out of my face that's always in the way.
"I'm Sam," she says, "by the way."
"Octavia," I say, reaching out my hand to shake hers. She didn't reach out to take mine, I put my hand down. My heart starting to pound; calm down. You cannot go invisible here.
We walk down the hall, and she points to a door.
I smile at her, "Thank you." Taking another deep breath, I step into the office.
Behind the desk is a woman with black hair and dark brown eyes. The name plate on her desk states 'Principal Ishiyama'.
She smiles as I walk in, and she gestures to one of the chairs in front of her desk. I sit.
"Hi, you must be, Miss. Masters. I'm the principal here at Casper High," She says. She grabs something of her desk and hands it to me, "Here's your schedule. Feel free to come here if you have any questions."
"Thank you," I stand up and leave. I wander around the school looking for all my classes. After locating them all, I go the first one.
The first teacher I have is Mr. Lancer. he's bald with a black beard, and teal colored eyes. He spoke more like an English teacher than a math one- I guess that's why I have him twice, once for math and once at the end of the day for English.
At lunch get my food, and I start walking to find a place to sit. I see Sam and two guys sitting at one table so I walk towards them. One of the boys has black hair and blue eyes; the other has black hair covered by a red beret, and glasses over his turquoise eyes.
"May I sit here?" I ask.
Immediately beret boy moves over, "Yes you can."
Sam says, "Hi, Octavia." I smile and sit down. She points to the boy I sat next to, "Tucker," she points to the other, "and Danny."
Tucker says, "How was your morning?"
"It was okay."
We talked, but for some reason I felt like they were holding back some secret. I didn't mind; we just met, I can't expect all the secrets to be out, especially since I'm not telling them mine.
AN: What pairings do you want to see? Thank you Serulium for pointing out my spelling mistake.
