Suddenly, the first bell rang, signaling that it was time to go to my first class: English. I shuffled through the less-chaotic hallways and somehow found my way to my English classroom. As I walked in to the classroom I saw the teacher, Mrs. Brandhurst, glance at me with a warm, welcoming smile and told me to come up to the front of the class.
“Class!” Mrs. Brandhurst announced loudly over all of the chatter and noise of the students. “This is our new student, Taylor Williams, from Nashville. Now I want all of you to be nice to her and give her a nice big California East High welcome! Thank you, that is all for now!”
Mrs. Brandhurst pointed to a desk and I walked over and sat down. I looked nervously around the classroom and noticed that Amber was sitting to desks to my left. I leaned over my desk and smiled at her when she glanced at me, but she didn’t seem to recognize me. “That’s strange, we were really close friends in middle school…have I really changed THAT much?” I asked myself. All throughout class I could only think of one thing: AMBER!! I needed to talk to her, but how? Once the bell dismissed us, I scurried out of the large classroom and waited for her to come out. As she was walking out, I caught up with her and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and stared blankly at me for a moment, and for a second I thought I saw a hint of recognition in her eyes, but it quickly faded as she said, “What do you want new girl?”
“Amber?” I quietly said, “It’s me, Taylor…Taylor Williams! We were best friends in middle school in Nashville, remember? Remember how you moved after the 8th grade and we were both devastated? I didn’t know that you attended CEH?!?!”
Amber glanced at me long and hard with her beautiful blue eyes. Suddenly, she gasped and and without warning, ran over to me and hugged me so tightly that it knocked the breath out of me. When she drew away from the hug I could see joyful tears in her eyes.
“Oh Taylor!! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you! We have so much catching up to do!!” Amber happily exclaimed as she hugged me again, jumping up and down with excitement this time. Before we knew it, the next bell rang and we each had to part ways to go to our next classes. I told her I’d meet her again at lunch and we’d talk then.
As I quickly walked (no running was allowed) down the hallway to my next class, I smiled so big that my cheeks began to ache. I never expected to attend the same school as my best friend, but I’m sure glad I did. This just made my day 10 times better and I knew the rest of the year would be a breeze as long as Amber was by my side!!