*20 minutes earlier*
I walked into school and down to my locker, great the first day of school! I'm so excited to learn! Said no one EVER! I'm totally bummed that schools starting again. I let out a low sigh, why do I have to be here? I'll just work at McDonald's.
I then see my best friend, James walk in. He walks to my locker and says, "Hey dude what's up?".
"I'm really bummed out about being here.." I answer with a sigh.
"Yeah me too, anyways sorry to leave so soon but I need to go find my locker. See ya later man." He says walking away.
I glance down the halls to see a boy and a girl walk down the hall. I look at the boy, and then the girl. Wow she beautiful, her long blonde hair, her bright blue eyes reminding me of my brother Nash's eyes, and her smile, the braces somehow made it look even better. Wow.
I feel a pit in my stomach when the boy pulls into a hug. And now he's.... Kissing her forehead? I feel jealousy go through my whole body. Who likes a guy with black and green hair anyways?! He starts to walk away from her, as he walks by I give him a dirty look, whatever, I'll just play it cool. I start walking up to her.
I stand at her locker. She looks up at me. I smile as wide as I could. "Hi I'm Hayes, Hayes Grier."
"I'm Kayla Anderson." I smile, trying to act chill. But I was totally screaming on the inside, I mean, he's super cute and just started talking to me! Plus it's only the first day.
"Nice to meet you Kayla. Are you new here? I haven't seen you here before?" He asks.
"Uh yeah move here from Canada." I tell him. God he's cute.
"Oh cool! I have a friend from Canada, his name is Shawn." He said, sounding so excited. I giggle at him as I watch him as he starts to blush.
"I'll show you around if you want." He offered.
"Yeah thanks." I smile at him. As he starts to show me around to all of the classes. He shows me the last one. "And that's about it!" He says smiling. "Thanks.. I should be going to class or I'll probably run late. Thanks again Hayes" I start walking off.
This year is going to be a good year.