Chapter 8: First Day Jitters
Nat's POV
Saturday Cooper said we had rehearsal. And Kristina made us a YouTube page, so that was pretty cool. Sunday Rosalina went home, and Alex and I got ready for school the next day. Alex had his crazy style (a white tee shirt, gym shorts, sneakers, socks tied around his ankles, and a doerag) and I had mine (a random tee shirt, my basketball team jacket, jeans, and sneakers). All morning I was memorizing my schedule. I was in the 7th grade now, it wasn't cool to walk around with my schedule.
8:00-8:15 Homeroom
8:20-9:10 English 2
9:15-9:55 History
9:55-10:30 Life Science
10:30-11:10 Music:Strings
11:15-11:55 Pre-Algebra
12:00-12:50 Lunch
12:55-1:30 Human Growth & Development
1:35-2:25 Soccer
2:30-2:45 Study Hall
Alex and I walk to school since our Dad is out of the house by 7:00am, so we went by Rosalina's house to walk with her. Rosalina had her usual slightly impressive but still chill style going (a white tee shirt, slight short shorts, high top converse and mid calf socks) and her hair was down and almost in her face to hide what I'm calling a 'love bite' because I hate the other word used for it. She had red glasses on, which kinda took me by surprise.
When we got to school, Alex went to the elementary school while Rosalina and I met up with the guys at their lockers. David and Thomas had top lockers next to each other, then beneath them was Qaasim and Cooper's. There were lockers beneath Qaasim and Cooper, but mine was next to Qaasim's and Rosalina's was above mine. While we were putting out stuff away, I gently brushed back her hair to see the bruise.
"Don't do that," she said.
"I just wanted to see it," I whispered. "It's healing."
"I hate having my hair down," she said. "Now I have to because of you."
"Did Nat accidentally stab you or something?" Thomas asked.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it," Rosalina said.
"Alright, Homeroom time," Cooper said. "What room you guys heading to?"
"2-13," we all said.
The bell rang loudly, making the sixth graders run. "Alright, lead me away," Rosalina said.
"What are your first two classes?" David asked.
"English and History," she said.
"Take the stuff for those classes. Minimize your locker run." David said.
"Head to class!" One of the teachers said. We closed our lockers, making our way to the classroom. Naturally, we took seats near the back. Qaasim, David, and Thomas were sitting next to each other with Cooper, Rosalina, and I sitting in front of them. Meghan and her entourage came over, standing in front of us (mainly me) with their arms crossed. "Hi Meghan," I said in a fake, sweet voice.
"Nat, Nat's friends, witch," Meghan said.
"Oh boy," Thomas said from behind me.
"Meghan, the air in front of my face is not a mirror, so you should get your eyes checked," Rosalina said, getting 'oo's from around the classroom.
"Well—" Meghan was cut off by Mrs. Qwell clearing her throat.
"You must be Ms. Green," Mrs. Qwell said. "Please, take a seat." Meghan growled, going back to the front.
After attendance, we watched the morning announcements. Then we had a few minutes left, which we were informed would be our free time to make sure all our homework is done. "Rosie, are you mad?" I asked her.
"No," she said.
"You've been really snappy today," I said. "Rude is not very attractive on you."
"Is it your time of the month?" Qaasim whispered.
"You're not supposed to ask ladies that," Cooper said.
"Guys, stop talking about that," Rosalina whispered. "Maybe Qaasim might be right. And I'm just upset that this is my first time and my Mom is dead so she can't give me the woman talk. But don't worry, I'm fine."
"She's so not fine," Thomas whispered to me, and I nodded.