First Period. How hard could it be?
I walked into the classroom and introduced myself to the teacher as the "New Girl", my usual identity. Everything was going smoothly, the teacher was an asian man in his mid to late forties, and he was very nice. He showed me my seat, and i immediatley sat down. I immersed myself in a book i had brought, until i felt someone staring at me! i pulled a nervous smile, and looked over at a girl who was giving me a look like i was a ghost or something. "Can i help you?" i ask, feeling suffitienty awkward. "No No!" she quickly stated, "You just.. you have nice eyes." "Thanks. im Becca by the way" i say smiling, maybe this would be my chance to make a new friend. "Im kira." she says, "And that's my dad" she points to the teacher awkwardly. "Damn! and i thought i had it bad!" i laugh with her.
It turned out that i was in algebra 2 and not geometry because 'M' had requested it to the school, i mean i knew i was good at math, but this? this was a social-life ruiner. So i was stuck with the juniors for first period, but ill live... i hope. As soon as the bell rang, kira's friends showed up and she started chatting with them. She introduced me to them, and asked if i would sit with them at lunch. I said yes, thankful to have found a place, even if it was temporary. The rest of the period went smoothly, now i was wishing lunch would come faster.
I sat with Kira, Scott, Stiles, Malia, Lydia, and- oh no, no no no no no, not him! it was Liam. The cute guy who had knocked me over in the hall. "Hey" he said, sitting next to me. "Uh... Hi." i said, scooting a little farther away, but not enough to make him think i was scared. i just wasn't going to do boys this town around, and i would probably be leaving soon anyway so i couldn't get attatched. "You going to the party tonight?" he asked, obviously flirting. "Sure! why not?"
The rest of the day was a blur, and i had one class with Liam. The teacher's call him "Coach", and the class was economics so it was a breeze. Unfortunatley i sat by liam, and he wouldn't stop poking me with his pencil. Kira texted me and told me to come over after school to get ready for the party, i texted 'M' too, and everything was set. When the final bell, i ran to my locker immediatley, and of course, couldn't open it.
42...31...12... didn't work. I tried again, 42-31-12. No such luck, "need some help?" of course, who else would it be?! he was getting on my nerves now. i punched the locker lightly and glared, "No thanks" i snap. "You going to the party tonight?" he says, trying to make conversation. "Yes." i sigh coldly. "see you tonight then" she winks and trots off to lacrosse practice. I wrench my locker open and grab my books, "There you are!" kira shouts and hugs me, "Let's go!" i say excited. "You ever been to one of these things before?" she asks, "No." i lie, i lied because i had been, and that was a memory i did not want bubbling up, i wanted to it stay down where it belonged. If i remembered the moment i met him, i think i would cry, and Becca Kaye DOESN'T cry.